I leaned back slightly, thinking.
Then I reached for my phone.
Not the regular touch screen Lady Bernice bought for me, but the old button phone I had used for years.
It was so old that no one would bother about it.
I had also done some modifications to ensure that no one could find anything on it.
Yet, it connected me to a world far beyond this pack.
I hesitated for a second then typed.
"I need your input on something."
The message was simple and direct.
The reply came quickly.
"About time. Thought you disappeared."
A faint, almost invisible smile touched my lips.
This was my mentor. The one who had shown me the deeper world of hackers when I had accidentally stumbled on the dark web.
The only person who knew what I was capable of.
He had taught me and guided my advancement.
Without ever asking who I really was.
Or where I came from.
"I was busy," I typed back.
There was a short silence before a reply came back.
"Busy surviving or busy causing trouble?"
