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."

rubbed his temple, "Only

glanced at him.

used a signal

The pieces clicked.

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localized the Jammer to the decoy's location, and disrupted all outbound signals. Your

hissed, returning to my phone

load. It was a choppy series of frames, flicke ing with poor

angles, but

the breath in my

muttered as my eyes locked on a

almost like my insides just

Jake.

was fucking

air hit my lungs like I'd been dunked

straightened, sensing the shift in me.

I couldn't speak.

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

him, my hand trembling with a rage I could

screen, and he recoiled like

breathed,

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

of

works in

how he got

els

failsafes. How he

knew where to look."

I was fucking furious.

him. I had the opportunity to end

want to hurt

And now...?

he was the

my fist against the wall, and the sharp pain that greeted my

as soon as possible. Who knows

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spiraling rage mixing

direct fucking threat

holding the phone. "There's

his hand and