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My brother actually laughed at dinner and said, ‘I sold that useless laptop of yours for five hundred bucks. Finally got rid of your junk.’ My cousins cheered him on. Then he added, almost proudly, ‘Already handed it off to the buyer.’ I got up, stepped outside, and called my supervisor. By the time I made the report, the FBI cyber team was already tracking the device…

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review.”

Counterintelligence.

I sat in my car afterward with my hand on the steering wheel and the blue glow of a secure message on my phone lighting my fingers.

Buyer in custody. Device recovered intact. Report to Fort Meade 0800. Full CI presence.

Counterintelligence.

For the first time that night, my anger gave way to something sharper.

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