Chapter 111: Whirl Of Love
“I met the girl behind the computer. I mean the girl who was also trying to hack into the network with me. She was very young............. “
Lena took her eyes off Justin at once. What was wrong with her?” “What is going on?” She asked.
“He needs to be broken.” Whiteman said meanly.
“So it is you?” She asked Justin, studying him with immense interest. “Leave us alone.” She said.
“Miss Lena, he is not to be trusted….” “Leave us alone, now.” She said with a tone that brooded no argument. “ Okay.” Whiteman said and shrugged. He nodded and they left the room.
He hated taking orders from this little girl who got her position due to that thing in her skull called brain. She was the chief ICT analyst of the organization and that was big. She graduated from the university at the age of fifteen. Some had cried of nepotism so the top men organized an examination. The matter was settled at once. She beat them all with a distinct mark.
They went out and she closed the door. This was dangerous, she knew it, but her instinct was arbitrarily domineering. “Sit down,” She said.
Justin was trying to calm down. When their eyes met, he felt from nowhere a whirl of love sweep through him. He felt like grabbing her and hugging her and the feeling got him astounded. What was wrong with him and who was this young girl who was so authoritative? It was obvious she had an important position here. And was she making him nervous? He sat down.
“I am Lena Coora.” She said. “We met on Q-Mail.”
Damn! “You are the genius?” He asked.
“No, you are the genius and the image of the emoji still lingers.” She said.
“I am impressed. Never thought anyone would get over those obstacles and get in.”
“And do not think I am not the best.” She said
“You are.” Justin responded
“Shut up.” She went to a shelf and got two laptops. “I have Daracle Synthecs on these systems.” She dropped one in front of him and the other in front of herself. “ Put it on.” She said.
She connected the laptops to a large screen and then came back and sat down before her laptop. “I need us to program a web security code in ten minutes. The first person to finish wins and it will be displayed. After the count of three…three, two, one…go!”
The two geniuses set to action. Program in ten minutes? That had to be the shortest cuts to advanced results. Their fingers moved on the keys with incredible speeds, the brains hot and vibrant. Unknown to them, they were being watched and heard.
Click! “Done.” Justin said. “Seven minutes. I got a 5 mega anti-cracking code.” Click! She did it. He was three minutes faster. She grimaced.
“Get into any celebrities E-mail account. Name any.” “Me.” “Shut up. Okay, Julian Tim. Get the link yourself. It is part of the game. Go!” They set to action.
Click. “Oh my God!” Justin said. “She is cheating on her man.” “You even had time to read before me?” She grimaced. “And don’t read. Respect her privacy.”
“Okay. Hackers got ethics.” “I am not the type of hacker you think I am.”
“Same here.” “Now, build a maze frame for animation. Go.” They set to it, this was a bit longer and the two experts did what they did best, Click. “I beat you!” She exclaimed with a smile.
“Ohhhhh! Damn! Okay you got me there.” Justin said.
“Yes, I did!” But she stopped smiling, and gave him a suspicious stare. She got up, walked round the table then looked at his screen.
“You cheat, you did it before me! You did not display it on the screen and you made me felt like a winner.” She hit him on the chest slightly. He chuckled.
“I did not want to be mean.” Justin replied.
“I give up.” She said. “I am not the best after all.” She said.
“You are one of the best.” Justin responded.
“I thought I was the best” she said “I am also not the best. We have hidden talents.” “Yes, but we have the known best. I won three computer competitions. I am the official fastest programmer but there is no competitions for hacking.
Lee Chang, a Chinese genius is second. You will beat both of us put together.” She said.
“Maybe.” Justin responded with a smile..
“So, tell me about yourself. I am curious.” She asked.
“What do you want to know?” He asked. “What you were doing in Q-Mail. That is an unusual site and you crashed my months of trying. How long did it take you to do that?”
“It took days to discover the account but the main hacking took four days.” He said and she opened her eyes.
“Four days?” She exclaimed in utter shock.
“If I was using my PDA, it would take only a few minutes.” He said.
“PDA?” “Yes, but I lost it.”
“What kind of PDA?” she asked.
Wait, why was he telling her this? Justin thought to himself.
“Who are you people?” he asked.
“We are just a group of concerned citizens of the world trying to make the world a better place.”
“Why the spooky secrecy? You are not FBI, or a government agency.” Justin said.
“Why did you use the word ‘spooky’?” she asked.
“Because I was blinded by a pair of opaque glasses and driven for about fifteen minutes eight seconds…” he said.
“How did you know the timing?” Miss Lena asked.
“I have a way of mentally calculating time. And we took three turns to the right within 2 minutes, 4 minutes and 1 minute intervals respectively then a boat was used and from the direction which I deduced from the point at which I was blinded, we went north-west then got into an helicopter which travelled for eight minutes. It went vertically upwards then did a left turn.
Then another car which drove for fifteen minutes but finally stopped at a south direction from the point of take-off. And after a short walk, I felt a wheelless cart move and I guessed this place is underground even though they made it look like a flat fall.
The fall was free and travelled for about eighty seconds. With neglected friction, and rolling down a slope, and using v=I * (alpha),cI>h. 0’ < alpha < 90’. I deduced that height is about sixty meters. We are deep down the earth.
Is that not spooky?” he said and Lena was speechless. Okay, this was the point when she agreed that this guy was not one she would compete with. He was a genius in his class.
Pappy could not take it anymore. He had seen and heard enough. “What did you call this boy?” he asked.
“Gambo Sabo.” Whiteman said. “Is that what is on his passport?” “Yes, Sir.” “I want to know more about him.” He said. “How, sir?” “I will figure it out.”
The door to the room burst open and a woman came in. The stare she gave Justin scared him. She bore her eyes into him, as if she was going to shoot him down out of anger. Lena did not like this. The woman seemed not to be happy to see her with Justin. She was holding a gun.
“Put your hands in the air.” She said to Justin. Lena grimaced. No! She loved this guy already. There was something between them and this woman was going to ruin it.
Justin put his hands in the air. “Leave us, Lena.” “Please don’t do this.” Lena pleaded.
“I said leave and do that now!” the woman yelled at her. Lena felt tears in her eyes as she walked out. She turned, gave Justin a glance of affection and love and he did the same. He made it worse by smiling and she saw a guy who needed sympathy. She turned and left feeling dejected.
“Do not try a wrong move.” The woman said with a stern expression. “You are going to do exactly as I say!”
You said you are Gamba?” The woman asked, still wearing a stern face. “Gambo.” “I need you to tell me your real name, now.” Justin looked her face, then saw in her eyes seriousness, fear and impatience.
“My real name is Justin…..” “Raise your shirt up,.” “What?” “Raise up your shirt.” Justin hesitated. What was wrong with her? What did she want to do with him?
He raised up his shirt and she moved closer, studying him. She grabbed his right hand and checked his back hand. The gun fell off her hand and she screamed, then grabbed him for a bone crushing embrace. “Ya Allah!” She was now in tears. “My son!” Her what? Justin could not understand this. Was that an idiomatic expression? Pappy rushed into the room, followed by Whiteman and Lena came back. The woman was crying. Not wanting to let Justin go for any reason.
“Twenty years looking for you.” She said, “Justin, Twenty years.” Then the fact began to dawn on him. “Aadila.” Pappy who was the real Dr Abbas said, holding her hands. “I told you that Allah would bring him to us insha Allah.” He said moving to tears.
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