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."

temple,

glanced at him.

"They used

The pieces clicked.

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decoy's location, and disrupted all outbound signals. Your tracer couldn't talk to the satellites, and it also

I hissed, returning

feed load. It was a choppy series

angles, but it

breath in my chest turned

Me." I muttered as my eyes locked on a

twist, almost like my insides

Jake.

mole was fucking

my lungs like

shift in me. "Who

I couldn't speak.

clenched so hard it hurt. My tongue felt nailed to the roof of

just handed the phone slowly to him, my hand

and he recoiled like the image burned

he breathed, totally

disappointment. The truth is, no one would have ever suspected Jake... The Slimy

son of a bitch,”

He works in

he got

els

failsafes. How

knew where to look."

I was fucking furious.

opportunity to end that little fucker's

want to

And now...?

was

wall, and the sharp pain that greeted my fist grounded me

again, "We need to find him as soon as possible. Who knows what

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spiraling rage mixing with something darker than

was a direct fucking threat to

phone. "There's

from his hand and tapped it open