strokes….
The back wall panel dropped revealing the monitor system.
The company logo lit in yellow. “Holdings Inc.”
The yellow light was a silent alarm. Something was off and
I need to know.
Speaking allowed; the system was encrypted with a voice
recognition feature that was interactive.
“Initiate sequence Alfa, Alfa echo. Pin: F.O.R.E.” I spoke
allowed
The computerized voice responded:
“Good evening Elizabeth”
“Henry …property scan” I ordered.
“Property scan –unmarked vehicle, white, Chevy, parked on
south east corner. Status car running, approximate time at location 22min
34sec.”
“Run diagnostic of said vehicle”
“Vehicle check progress…Status, flat tire, two male
occupants”
“Disarm alert”
“Disarm alert confirmed”
“Henry, run calibration on my car. 2012 Range rover,
sport.”
“Running calibration….initiating Vin identification.
Verified; Elizabeth Lillian Holt. Diagnostics check complete. Vehicle passes
inspection.”
“Henry run security at Holdings Inc.”
“Purpose of scan” henry my computerized voice was indeed very
interactive.
“Security breaches”
“No Security breech to date.”
“Henry run scan on bank activity”
“All accounts?”
“Yes, all accounts”
“Three transfers from account 8867, account 5677, and
account 2344. Initiated by Brady Calhoun; date of transfers today.”
“Amounts.” I ordered…what was Brady up to?
“First transfer 2.3 million transferred to Bach
technologies; reference equipment purchase; paid to lithium industries Taiwan.
Second, transfer 3.3 million to Holtinbach Industries, reference installment
payment. Transfer three 756 thousand; paid to Brady Calhoun; legal fees.”
Therefore, I was jumpy for no reason. These were very
normal transactions and now that I thought about it we had discussed them…three
months ago. I needed to remind myself that it was December. Sitting in my chair,
I thru my legs up on the back table looking over the transactions on the
screens and chewing on my pen. My instincts were yelling at me…something was
off. I just wasn’t sure what was prompting the unease I was feeling.
Flickering from screen to screen…transaction after another…something
was off. The numbers in my mind seemed to shift of the screen…I was good that
way. The one secret my father concealed as did I.
When I was five, I was tested and my scores off the charts.
I was a child genius. By middle school; my father had me fake a normal
childhood, attending normal classes but at night, I was already earning a
degree in computerscience by the time high school was
in progress I held a second degree in prelaw. I then persued law school.
I never thought of myself as a genius…simply a student of
life.
Staring at the screens, I was in my zone. Flipping thru
every debit and credit…my mind was working on over time.
Shaking my head…I started to so a pattern that had my
suspicious. My instincts were right. Something was off.
“Elizabeth…office door ajar, male 6’3, Caucasian. Previous
location Kitchen.”
Turning slightly, Charlie was standing at the door and
clearly shocked. I wasn’t sure how long he was standing there.
“Wow” he whispered.
“Henry…male is guest.”
“Should I Scan?”
I looked to Charlie and his dumbfound expression smiling.
Wanting to see how good my little computerized security was I would initiate
the scan.
“Henry run scan.” I turned and looked at Charlie; slighting
my head as I watched him.
“Scan; Guest Male age 32, name Prescott Charles Vaihn the
Second., Blonde hair, Green eyes, Height 6’3, weight 201lb, bmi 18, No criminal charges. Citizenship duel, US and Brittan.”
“Thank you Henry that will be all.”
“Bloody hell! How
did your computer do that?” he was running his hand thru his hair in disbelief.
“It’s a prototype I designed. I’m still working out all the
bugs. This house was kind of a test run for me. “Henry” as I
The back wall panel dropped revealing the monitor system.
The company logo lit in yellow. “Holdings Inc.”
The yellow light was a silent alarm. Something was off and
I need to know.
Speaking allowed; the system was encrypted with a voice
recognition feature that was interactive.
“Initiate sequence Alfa, Alfa echo. Pin: F.O.R.E.” I spoke
allowed
The computerized voice responded:
“Good evening Elizabeth”
“Henry …property scan” I ordered.
“Property scan –unmarked vehicle, white, Chevy, parked on
south east corner. Status car running, approximate time at location 22min
34sec.”
“Run diagnostic of said vehicle”
“Vehicle check progress…Status, flat tire, two male
occupants”
“Disarm alert”
“Disarm alert confirmed”
“Henry, run calibration on my car. 2012 Range rover,
sport.”
“Running calibration….initiating Vin identification.
Verified; Elizabeth Lillian Holt. Diagnostics check complete. Vehicle passes
inspection.”
“Henry run security at Holdings Inc.”
“Purpose of scan” henry my computerized voice was indeed very
interactive.
“Security breaches”
“No Security breech to date.”
“Henry run scan on bank activity”
“All accounts?”
“Yes, all accounts”
“Three transfers from account 8867, account 5677, and
account 2344. Initiated by Brady Calhoun; date of transfers today.”
“Amounts.” I ordered…what was Brady up to?
“First transfer 2.3 million transferred to Bach
technologies; reference equipment purchase; paid to lithium industries Taiwan.
Second, transfer 3.3 million to Holtinbach Industries, reference installment
payment. Transfer three 756 thousand; paid to Brady Calhoun; legal fees.”
Therefore, I was jumpy for no reason. These were very
normal transactions and now that I thought about it we had discussed them…three
months ago. I needed to remind myself that it was December. Sitting in my chair,
I thru my legs up on the back table looking over the transactions on the
screens and chewing on my pen. My instincts were yelling at me…something was
off. I just wasn’t sure what was prompting the unease I was feeling.
Flickering from screen to screen…transaction after another…something
was off. The numbers in my mind seemed to shift of the screen…I was good that
way. The one secret my father concealed as did I.
When I was five, I was tested and my scores off the charts.
I was a child genius. By middle school; my father had me fake a normal
childhood, attending normal classes but at night, I was already earning a
degree in computerscience by the time high school was
in progress I held a second degree in prelaw. I then persued law school.
I never thought of myself as a genius…simply a student of
life.
Staring at the screens, I was in my zone. Flipping thru
every debit and credit…my mind was working on over time.
Shaking my head…I started to so a pattern that had my
suspicious. My instincts were right. Something was off.
“Elizabeth…office door ajar, male 6’3, Caucasian. Previous
location Kitchen.”
Turning slightly, Charlie was standing at the door and
clearly shocked. I wasn’t sure how long he was standing there.
“Wow” he whispered.
“Henry…male is guest.”
“Should I Scan?”
I looked to Charlie and his dumbfound expression smiling.
Wanting to see how good my little computerized security was I would initiate
the scan.
“Henry run scan.” I turned and looked at Charlie; slighting
my head as I watched him.
“Scan; Guest Male age 32, name Prescott Charles Vaihn the
Second., Blonde hair, Green eyes, Height 6’3, weight 201lb, bmi 18, No criminal charges. Citizenship duel, US and Brittan.”
“Thank you Henry that will be all.”
“Bloody hell! How
did your computer do that?” he was running his hand thru his hair in disbelief.
“It’s a prototype I designed. I’m still working out all the
bugs. This house was kind of a test run for me. “Henry” as I
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