Chapters (53)
- Cover
- Endorsements
- Half Title Page
- Books by Elizabeth Goddard
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- Author’s Note
- Acknowledgments
- Another Thrilling Story from the Author
- ONE
- About the Author
- Back Ads
- Back Cover
After all, in this case, Nebulous 2.0 had come back from the past to get revenge for what she’d done to him. He would probably lay this all in her lap so that she was charged with this particular cybercrime, of course, after he garnered the sensitive data he needed. And Mackenzie wasn’t entirely sure Nora was correct in her assessment that the prototype drone was lost in the Montana wilderness. It could be more than lost. It could have been taken. That terrified her even more. In the wrong hands, who knew what would happen. And Nebulous 2.0 was definitely the wrong hands.
She had to bring him down. Somehow.
For now, Mackenzie worked off the assessment that the drone was within the nearest thousands of wilderness acreage. Nora hadn’t given her any more details. How long had the prototype been missing?
Mackenzie eyed Terra on the porch. Shorts. Hair pinned up. Gardening gloves on. She paused to answer her cell. How long before the horseback riders would return?
Maybe she was fooling herself into thinking she was in the same league with Nebulous 2.0. But she’d brought this trouble to her family, and Rowan had been murdered. She couldn’t let herself crumble now. She needed more answers. While she monitored the programs she’d deployed to destroy the malware Nebulous 2.0 installed, she needed to get back onto Knights Alliance and see if Julian left her a more detailed message. She could kick herself for not thinking of that sooner.
She shoved from the sofa and moved outside. Terra was up to her elbows in a huge pot.
“You enjoy playing in the dirt, huh?”
“I do. I love the outdoors. It’s why I work for the forest service. You’re welcome to join me.”
“Um, no thanks. Actually, I was going to ask if I could borrow a computer. Laptop. Anything.” Her iPad was back at the cabin. Worst case, she could hike back and get it.
Terra glanced through the open French door, though she probably couldn’t see anything. “What happened? Did yours crash?”
“No. I . . . this is weird, but I need to use two at a time.”
Terra’s jaw dropped, then she clamped it shut. Then opened it again. “Well . . . I . . . I guess so.” Terra angled her head. “Could I ask why?”
She really liked Terra, and her question seemed reasonable. “You can ask.” She smiled. “But that doesn’t mean I’ll answer.”
The woman’s eyes grew wide. “Okay, then. Well . . .”
Mackenzie laughed. “I’m only teasing. I’m working on something, and if I were back in Michigan, I’d have multiple computers going so I could see the monitors simultaneously. Processing power, you know. And it’s just easier and faster. If it’s a problem, then never mind.” She should have known she’d be asking too much. She turned to head back inside.