12 March 2024

The ghost at the table – Draft 03 – Chapter 13

Logan The phone buzzed, a low grumble on the hardwood table. I eyed it, knowing who it would be before the screen lit up with Dragon’s codename. His calls never meant good news. “Logan,” his voice was a hiss, quick and urgent, “they’re onto you. The cops. Your digital trails.” “Damn.” My fingers drummed against the tabletop. Lay low? The idea grated at me, like […]

12 March 2024

The ghost at the table – Draft 03 – Chapter 14

Logan I hunched over my laptop, the screen’s glow the only light in the room. Fingers danced across keys with military precision—a skill that stuck from RAAF days. Information streamed down the monitor: farms, assets, security protocols. A Chinese conglomerate, vast as the outback and twice as ruthless. Their cyber defence was a fortress. Advanced algorithms. Firewalls within firewalls. I felt the weight of the […]

12 March 2024

The ghost at the table – Draft 03 – Chapter 15

Stephanie Sweat mixed with grime on Stephanie’s brow as she hunkered down behind the crates. Bullets sang their deadly tune overhead, each one a reminder of how close death was. Her heart thrummed against her ribs, a frantic drummer keeping time with the chaos. The warehouse, once a place of orderly rows and crated secrets, had become a battlefield. She squinted through the dim light, […]

12 March 2024

The ghost at the table – Draft 03 – Chapter 16

Stephanie The crates splintered around me. Each shot, a death knell. My heart was a jackhammer against my ribs, each thud echoing the danger I was in. They said Adelaide was quiet, peaceful. But here I was, dodging bullets like a character out of a gangster flick. I pressed myself flat against the cold, rough wood, my breath ragged. Survival instincts kicked in; I needed […]

12 March 2024

The ghost at the table – Draft 03 – Chapter 17

Logan I’m sitting in my cluttered home office, the glow of the computer screen casting long shadows across the room. My fingers are flying over the keys, faster than ever before. Then it happens. A ping that sounds like the end of the world. “System breach detected.” The words flicker across my monitor. The conglomerate’s systems are mine, but the triumph is short-lived. I lean […]

12 March 2024

The ghost at the table – Draft 03 – Chapter 18

Logan Cramped space. The hum of machinery my constant companion. I sit, a lone figure in the dim glow of computer screens. They cast shapes across my apartment, light and shadow dancing over walls cluttered with tech and takeout boxes. My fingers dance too, swift over keys, a skill honed under military precision, now repurposed for a darker cause. Screens flicker. Code scrolls. My hands […]

12 March 2024

The ghost at the table – Draft -03 – Chapter 20

Stephanie The office was quiet except for the methodical tapping of keys as I hunched over my computer, piecing together fragments of data like a digital-age detective. The glow from dual monitors cast an eerie pallor across the room, illuminating my focus: the mounting evidence against Logan. “Patterns repeat,” I muttered to myself, scrolling through lines of code and transaction logs. Logan’s digital fingerprints were […]

12 March 2024

The ghost at the table – Draft 03 – Chapter 21

Logan The night was a heavy blanket, and my thoughts were the suffocating heat beneath it. The keys clicked under my fingers, a rapid staccato like how rain on a tin roof sounds like a round of applause. Each tap was a reminder of the past—a memory embedded in the code I once used to exploit the vulnerabilities of others. “Another sleepless night,” I muttered […]

12 March 2024

The ghost at the table – Draft 03 – Chapter 22

Logan The wind cut through the eucalypts, rustling their leaves like whispers of conspiracy. I waited, back against the rough bark. This was the meeting spot—far from town, where the only eyes belonged to kangaroos and the odd wedge-tailed eagle circling above. “Logan?” Her voice sliced the silence. “Over here,” I called out, stepping into view. Stephanie McBride, my new ally in a game that […]

12 March 2024

The ghost at the table – Draft 03 – Chapter 23

Andy Delmonte I sit alone, the office around me a mess of papers and dust. The light from my desk lamp is weak, throwing shadows against the walls like crooked fingers. They blend with the darkness outside my window, a seamless transition from the physical to the metaphorical. The computer screen glares back at me. Blank. My fingers hover over the keys, itching to move, […]