Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 349

Norlan leaned forward, a look of genuine pride flickering in his fred eyes. "Where the hell did you get something like that?

I smiled faintly. "It's something my company's been working on Private security- grade surveillance. Still in beta, actually. We haven't even brought it to market. I used the last functioning prototype."

He whistled. "And it works?"

"It's working now. Or... it's supposed to."

He smirked, nodding with approval. "So how does it transmit? Satellite uplink?"

"Triple-layered," I replied. "Primary: satellite uplink. Secondary piggybacks off any Wi-Fi or GSM within range. Tertiary: emergency cache mode. If it can't send data immediately, it stores everything - encrypted and bursts it out the moment it regains a connection."

Norlan chuckled softly. "Redundant architecture. Beautiful."

I grinned back. "And it's smart enough to only activate when triggered. No background noise. It saves power, and avoids premature detection."

"That's solid work, Kes. Damn good. Now open the damn alert," he said, almost giddy. "Let's see the face of the fucker."

I finally opened it.

A map loaded. Coordinates. Audio clips. Static frames. My eyes narrowed.

Then, my heart paused for a breath.

The timeline.

"This doesn't make sense," I muttered.

Norlan's expression sobered. "What?"

I turned the screen so he could see. "The feed's timestamped. Look. It says the

theft happened last night. Around 08:17

PM. It should've been real-time," I muttered.

Norlan looked up. "But you said the tracer had a cache mode?"

I nodded. "It does. But cache is a fallback. It's passive. For when you're

underground, or out of range. But this delay?

Twenty-two hours? That's not dead-zone behavior. That's deliberate. Somebody

knew how to suppress the signal."

his temple,

glanced at him.

nodded, "They used a signal

The pieces clicked.

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on. Probably localized the Jammer to the decoy's location, and disrupted all outbound signals. Your tracer couldn't talk to the satellites,

bastards! I hissed, returning to

the feed load. It was a choppy series of frames, flicke

distorted angles, but it

breath in my chest

I muttered as my eyes locked

felt my stomach twist, almost

Jake.

was fucking

rush of air hit my lungs like I'd

the shift in me. "Who

I couldn't speak.

clenched so hard it hurt. My tongue

my hand trembling with a

he recoiled like the image

he breathed, totally stunned.

would have ever suspected Jake... The Slimy bastard who looked more innocent than

of

works in

he

els

failsafes. How

knew where to look."

I was fucking furious.

him. I had the opportunity to end that little fucker's

want to hurt

And now...?

was the

pain that greeted my

need to find him as soon as possible.

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were spiraling rage mixing with something darker than

threat to everything

the phone.

from his hand and tapped it