The Diary of Cyber Sleuth: Day Six
Fiction by Sam Aurelius Milam III
There
are a lot of different ways to get into a computer. Each computer
is different. Doesn't matter if they're mass produced. Once
a person starts to use the thing, it gets personalized. Anyway, getting
into different computers can take different hacks. I once rode in
on an audio stream. It was just a personal computer but the guy had
it pretty well protected. Guess he was a hacker himself, at least
a wannabe. Anyway, he was listening to some Doo Wop stuff, which
I don't like. Whiney old slow songs with overblown harmony.
Anyway, you need to know your target so while I was trying to find a way
into his computer, I tapped into the stream. I was listening to some
old thing called In the Still of the Night when I had a flash of
an idea. What, I asked myself, if I rode in on the audio stream?
It's already going where I want to go. So I wrote a bit of code that
would open a door from the inside, I call those codes Inside Men.
Made it look like the audio stream, merged it into the stream, and I was
in.
There's
also more hacks than just computers. One time, we wanted to do some
surveillance in a guy's house. The bosses were planning a scam that
would get our man into the house to plant some cameras. I had a laptop
with me at the meeting so, while they were talking, I did some research.
It took a while but long, boring meetings are no stranger to NSA.
So, I discovered that the guy had that Xfinity service. I already
had some skids for Xfinity so I hacked into his video feed, pushed my laptop
across the conference table in front of the big boss. There was the
guy we wanted to watch, eating supper with his family. Saved us a
bundle and got me a feather in my cap.
Another
time, we wanted to keep track of a guy and stop him at some location that
would be convenient for us. Secluded, where we could nab him.
No witnesses. I sent him a phonied up special sale offer from OnStar.
They didn't have a sale going but he didn't know that. He signed
up. Of course, his application came to me, not OnStar. Sent
a normal-looking application to OnStar, no special discount, and they sent
a guy out and installed the stuff in his car. I arranged for the
payment by him and the payment to them to look right to both parties.
Easy if you know how. After that, we knew just where he was.
We followed him for a while, mapped out his routine, and found a good place
where he usually went. Got our trap ready and when he drove by, we
locked his brakes. He was never seen again. Not outside of
NSA, anyway. I checked on him because I was getting pretty tired
of the sordid things I was noticing, things that the agencies were doing,
things that the bosses were making me do. The man went to a place
in Idaho, underground, literally, in a mountain, in that big wilderness
area. Frank Church River of No Return, that place. NSA sends
a lot of people there. Lot of support for a lot of NSA comes from
there. They have a huge work force of people who disappeared, work
there while they're useful. I don't want to say what happens after
that but it's one of the things that turned me against NSA. Against
all the agencies. Really, it's all one big agency. Enough said
for now.
Gotta
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The Diary of Cyber Sleuth: Day Seven
Fiction by Sam Aurelius Milam III
Got
tired of living in my little two room apartment. One day, sitting
at my desk, it occurred to me that I didn't have to keep living there.
I phonied up an excuse to leave the office, bosses might be watching so
I'm careful, and headed down to my secret conference room. I guess
it was along about then that I started thinking about myself as independent.
I still work at NSA, National Security Agency, but maybe I could
work for nsa, no such agency, me. At and for
mean different things.
Anyway,
I searched around and found a house that I liked. Not too big, not
too pretentious, didn't want to attract a lot of attention. Just
a nice house. Most important, a little remote. Not enough to
be a nuisance but
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