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of a computer hacker. Alexia was the nerdiest and
least-known candidate, but she won by a landslide. It was too easy.
I know it happens in the real world. That’s how Bush and Obama won.
It’s all so stupid. The government lies to me, my teachers lie to
me, my friends lie to me, and so on. Lies, lies and more lies. The
only people I trust are my Dad and Ma.
    I run to the front door of the DOD building.
It’s a secret post that looks like any other building entrance in
New York. The doorman greets me with a high five. He wears a stupid
hat and white gloves and treats me like I’m three years old. Dork.
Anyway, at least he knows who I am. He’s about to ring my Dad when
I stop him. “Can I surprise him?” I ask.
    The doorman winks and buzzes me in. I take
the elevator to the top floor. I know everyone in the office so it
isn’t weird or anything. I make my way past the cubicles, glass
partitioned offices, and all the friendly people, and come to my
father’s door. I don’t knock. I just burst in.
    My dad is behind his desk. He looks up at me
like he’s really surprised, but he doesn’t move. Something is off.
I raise my hands to illustrate the surprise, but he just looks at
me like he’s scared. I walk closer to his desk. He pulls himself
closer to his desk, still looking like I’ve just flipped him the
bird or something. I hear a thump under the desk and a squeal. I
pull the lollipop out of my mouth to speak, but I can’t say
anything. He rolls back from his desk violently. A woman stands up
wiping the corners of her mouth. I find myself staring at the huge
boob hanging out of her shirt. I can almost see her nipple. My dad,
as quickly and discreetly as he can, pulls his pants up and zips
his fly.
     
     

    “I thought you locked the door,” the lady
hisses. She tucks her boob back into her shirt and buttons it up.
She’s buff lookin’, and has a nice scar on the right side of her
face that runs down to her jaw. She fixes her hair and stomps out
of the room. Not before glancing at me with a crooked smile like
she isn’t mad at all. Weird chick for sure.
    My dad gets up and grabs my arm, digging his
fingers in. I cry out in pain. He pushes me into the chair in front
of his desk. “You just screwed our whole family!” he snaps. “Stay
here. I’ll be back.” He chases after the broad with the big
tits.
    I don’t know why, but I start crying. So my
dad’s a liar too. How could he do this to Ma? They’re like soul
mates, so happy, and always on each other like they’ve been in love
forever. I stand up and pace. So now my parents are gonna get a
divorce, and I’ll have to go back and forth between the two of them
like James has to. I kick the desk as hard as I can.
    The boob lady bursts into the room and
beelines it to the desk. She picks up a thin leather bag that was
sitting on the edge of the desk and turns to me. “Your father’s a
great man,” is all she says. She sounds like a ditz.
    “Get outta here.” I look down.
Coincidentally, I see a logo imprinted on her leather pouch. I
recognize it. It’s a simplified globe graphic with INA Global
underneath it. Someone starts beating a bass drum, oh nope, that’s
my heart.
    She’s still staring at me and smiling. Then
the smile fades. She takes her hand and slowly covers the logo.
“You’re dad made a mistake. It won’t happen again. Don’t tear your
family apart because of one mess up.” That’s all she says. She
turns and walks out of the room.
    Bitch! is my first thought. Not because she
was lollipopping my dad but because of that logo. INA Global has
been all over the chat rooms lately. It was a company that didn’t
exist officially, but were into building satellite weaponry
systems. This chick is a corporate spy. She’s got to be using my
dad to get information.
    I pull out my tablet and clip on the
keyboard. I log onto Blacknet. The Blacknet is a hacker site on the
Deep Web, which is a part of the underground Internet. It’s not