Chapter 8: The Server Room
Chapter 8: The Server Room
Slipping away from the gala, Mariana bypassed the security detail guarding the executive elevators using a cloned keycard Julian had fabricated. She rode up to the 50th floor, the nerve center of the Salcedo empire.
The server room was guarded by a biometric lock. Mariana didn't have her father’s thumbprint, but she knew the system's failsafe protocol. She triggered a localized thermal overload in the adjacent HVAC unit. Within three minutes, the fire suppression system initiated, popping the magnetic locks on all server doors to prevent a total lockdown during an emergency.
She slipped inside the freezing, humming room. She found the primary terminal, broke the glass cover, and jammed the USB injector into the port.
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"I'm in," Julian’s voice echoed in her ear. "Uploading the payload. I need exactly two minutes, Mariana. Hold the line."
Footsteps echoed in the hallway. It was Vargas, Rodrigo’s terrifying head of security. He must have noticed the HVAC anomaly. Mariana pressed herself into the shadows behind a towering server rack, holding her breath. Vargas stepped into the room, sweeping a tactical flashlight across the humming machines. The upload bar on the terminal glowed faintly in the dark: 85%... 90%...
