And she’s about to dismantle the system that caused it.
“You’re moving fast,” I say.
She doesn’t slow.
“If I think about it too long, I might hesitate.”
“You don’t seem like the hesitating type.”
“I’m not.”
She opens the front door and walks straight inside.
I follow her.
Within seconds she’s gathering things.
Laptop.
External drives.
Encrypted tablets.
“All of that necessary?” I ask.
“Yes.”
“You said you were destroying the system.”
“I am.”
“But first I need to understand exactly what it’s become.”
“That sounds dangerous.”
“It is.”
She zips the bag shut.
Then turns to me.
“You’re sure about this?”
“About what?”
“Coming back with me.”
I shrug.
“You thought I’d stay here fishing?”
“It’s a nice river.”
“It is.”
“But you’re going to dismantle a system someone clearly wants.”
“Yes.”
