Password guessing

I liked Agent Stevens, but I knew that eventually he was going to betray us.

Finding proof that he was involved had been difficult. They hadn't contacted him by telephone, hoping to not leave any kind of an electronic trail.

But he drove a company truck, and PRT vehicles had trackers, both to prevent them being stolen and to save time if an agent was kidnapped. It was part of the contract they signed to work for the PRT.

I wasn't a computer hacker or anything close to it, but figuring out the password of a PRT agent wasn't all that hard, especially after I'd asked him a few “innocent” questions. That had given me access to the travel logs and had let me discover a suspicious set of meetings in a part of town where he'd never been before. Presumably they hadn't wanted him to be recognized by anyone who might have known him, but it had been obvious. Six forty five minute meetings in a parking garage in a part of town near the docks?

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