Tuesday, March 25, 2014

The Cryptos Case Files: ICE



Break-In


Stephanie Sarco had been watching Ian for six months. She knew his digital footprint better than she knew his face. That wasn’t hard. His face kept changing. He had been all over the world without leaving his apartment. She watched with interest as he raided the Tokyo Stock Market causing a severe decline of a tech company’s stock; stole the secrets of a new plastic polymer from the University of Adelaide in Australia; destroyed a small startup information company in New Delhi; and caused a rush on the largest bank in Cyprus with a cyber-rumor creating an opportunity for the third largest bank to significantly increase its share of the market. Not bad for a Tuesday night between 9:00pm and 12:00am. He was the one. Ian was ICE.

The apartment directly below Ian’s was purchased through an unknown discretionary account. It is amazing how the money of those $350 hammers can get lost in the bureaucracy. Steph had been monitoring Ian from his own cameras in the hall, watching his every move. During a “power outage” while Ian had been working late, she had gained access to his apartment and added a hardware code bypass to his security system. When the power came back on, his system was still intact. Now, she could enter as well. Trying her new toy, she entered to hear the beep warning of a security system break. Entering her backdoor code – 1 2 3 4 5, she took the time to look around.

Sarco knew the ICEman had a lair hidden somewhere at home. It was too dangerous to be a cyber-spy from the office. It took two hours of searching to find the hidden door in the closet of the home office. The lair was impressive. A circular setup of six screens with a command chair that would look normal for any megalomaniac. He could spin around, looking at his projects, as each screen showed a different caper. Steph knew better than to try and hack his system. He was too smart, too dangerous, too ICE to let anyone access this setup. She just placed a micro-camera in the arm of the chair and left everything the way she found it.
 
It was time to make contact with her newest asset. What do you wear to meet the most dangerous corporate cyber-spy in the world?

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