“People, like buildings, have facades. Tom created his. His walk was a feat. It had taken him twenty years of killing bad guys and a pair of Tony Lama boots to perfect the illusion. He made sure that everyone felt it by the third clunk of his boot heel. When he entered a crime scene there was a hush, and no one ever quite knew why they were holding their breath. But he did. A crime scene was theater and the stage was his.” ChinaRussiaIranNew AdultBenzehabeUnassimilatedCyber WarFib Author:Michael Benzehabe
“Dora Flores was one of the few people Tom confided in. She reported to him as Cyber Division’s Inner-Office Field Support. She still had a slight Mexican flavor in her pronunciations, and he liked it.” ChinaRussiaIranFbiHackingCyber SecurityBenzehabeUnassimilatedMossad Author:Michael Benzehabe
“Dean Rolfe squirmed, coughed, and looked everywhere except in Frank’s eyes. To do what was fraught with legal ramifications. These were the words he had carefully avoided, the hidden croutons in his carefully prepared word salad. “To give you the reach to keep tabs on certain people, no matter where they go. You know . . . a surveillance system.” ChinaSpySurveillanceCyber SecurityBenzehabeUnassimilatedWord Salad Author:Michael Benzehabe
“Li, a willowy manboy with a shock of black hair atop a mouthful of bad teeth was the brother-in-law he had introduced to industrial espionage several years back. Rong often regretted that.” RegretChinaSpyEspionageCyber SecurityBenzehabeUnassimilatedBen Zehabe Author:Michael Benzehabe
“Mario’s high spirits soon took a somber turn. He rolled himself closer to Frank. “I need this job, but you were right. More than a job, I need a way out.” Frank had him. He was about to detour the rest of Mario’s life. Build a team, deploy them, scoop up the data, get the hell out of town. Frank had left an unhappy trail of ruined technicians. Spies do that kind of shit, were his usual parting words.” ChinaImmigrationDataHackingHackersCyberSpiesBenzehabeUnassimilatedMossad Author:Michael Benzehabe