"Julian, get out!" Sarah’s voice rose to a shout. "They’re back-tracing the packet! They aren't interested in the game—they're using the download to jump the air-gap!"
The monitors went black. In the silence that followed, the only light came from the red laser dots dancing across Julian's chest.
"You sure about this?" a voice crackled through his headset. It was Sarah, his handler, watching the data stream from three time zones away.