The federal building in LA was unusually quiet. Every person, agent or civilian, seemed to be watching in anticipation as the firewalls in the FBI's database were slowly 'knocked down'.
To David Sinclair it appeared that only four people were actually doing anything: Mathew Li and Larry were working with two other federal technicians in an attempt to stop the hackers and, most likely, murderers of Charles Eppes. David grimaced at the thought of his good friend suffering.
"Who do think you trying to kid Larry!" Amita's voice cut David's thoughts short. He turned to watch the woman, already hovering over the technicians. "They will get through all of that! They've done most of this before!" David looked over Amita; the woman was strong, he knew, but this seemed to have hit himself and Colby harder than her! He smiled bleakly at the all too unbelievable situation they were facing.
"Well what else can we do? They are going to hack into the system anyway." Matt Li was too focused on his work to notice how harsh he had sounded. Everyone else however, looked at Amita. Stunned with fear of what she'd do.
"Maybe we could hack them first."
Matt Li looked up at Amita to prompt her. "Go on."
"I took a look at the memory unit to see if we could find the source, and they don't seem to have used any sort of super computer or special equipment, which is both incredible and our advantage." David had become lost, but the technicians seemed to be nodding in approval. "I'll need to go get my laptop fro-"
"Charlie's is already up here." David bit his tongue after interrupting. "Uh, but you don't have to, um, use his computer."
"I can't" Everyone began looking around aimlessly, the awkward silence only lasted a few seconds, but David still took in a deep breath when she spoke again. "There's a password and I don't know how much effort he's put into securing it otherwise."
"Um, okay, sure. Where are you going?"
"Just to the car, its in the boot." She strode out of the bullpen.