Somewhere in the San Francisco
It took hours to find a a location sitting over the top of the major optical bundles used by Star Fleet and Federation Headquarters. It took another hour to find an access point without monitoring. Unfortunately, the best access involved seaside sewage dispensing pipes.
This just never gets easier...
Slipping off her outer clothes, she entered the pipe in her wet suit, following the optics conduit to the main transceiver junction point for Star Fleet Headquarters. She wondered if the Federation InfoTech Security experts ever actually looked at their own blueprints and schematics when identifying vulnerabilities. She shook cabling in the bundle hard as she snapped on the vampire tap; if anyone was monitoring it would look like a seismic tremor.
With the tap in place, she attached her PADD, provided her fake high security credentials and deleted the file. She hoped Leonard McCoy got what he needed from it, the bourbon he'd "gifted" her made a great payment. She deleted a few more files while she had access.
Restoring the cable to pristine condition, she exited the pipe, taking a quick dip to rinse her hair and wet suit, then dressed in clothes brought for this purpose. The PADD drifted slowly to the bottom of San Francisco Bay; it would be useless as evidence.
Her car never broke the speed limit on its way to the hills across the bay.
