Chapters (55)
- Cover
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- One Week Later
- About the Author
- Also by Patricia Cornwell
- About the Publisher
“Your benefit of the doubt was to let me keep it long enough to see who I might contact and what else I might do as you tap into everything you think I have,” Lucy says. “And I thank you for that. It was helpful to me to see what you’re interested in but not so helpful to you. What you really want is usernames and passwords, and getting those hasn’t happened, has it? And guess what? It never will. The NSA, the CIA couldn’t break through my firewalls.”
But someone did.
It appears someone, most likely Carrie, is spoofing Lucy’s cell phone and has gotten into her computer system, her wireless network, and that in turn would compromise her home security system. Everything in Lucy’s world is part of a web too complex for me to comprehend. Her networks have networks, her servers have servers, and her proxies have proxies.
The fact is that no one really knows what she does and just how extensive her range might be, and if someone is hacking into her privacy, even if Carrie is? Then I have to wonder if Lucy has allowed it. She may have invited it. If offered a cyber challenge her reaction is to bring it on. She believes she’ll win.
“We can get into anything we want,” Erin boasts to her. “But if you’re smart you’ll decide to cooperate. You’ll give us whatever we need, including passwords. The more difficult you make this, the worse off you’re going to be.”
“Now I’m really scared.” Lucy’s tone has a dry ice bite and I’m reminded of her in the video sarcastically saying to Carrie, I’m scared.
Lucy wasn’t. Not the way anybody else would be.
“You always were too sure of yourself.” Erin bars the doorway with her arm, and I’m deciding what she’s doing right now is for my benefit.
It’s amazing. She’s showing off. I would smile if anything right now were funny.
“It’s what got you into trouble the first time,” Erin says to Lucy.
“The first time?” Lucy watches the helicopter circle her property again. “Let me try to figure out when that was. Let’s see. When did I get in trouble the first time? I was probably two or three or maybe hadn’t been born yet.”
“I can see you’re determined to make this as difficult as possible.”