My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

“Captain, Nicole is here,” someone quietly informed Patricia.

Swiftly turning, Patricia indeed spotted Nicole making her way toward them. She quickly approached to greet her: “Ms. Riddle, what brings you here today?”

“Was everything quiet last night?” Nicole inquired, her expression marked by a subtle concern.

Patricia had briefed Nicole on the previous night’s events, but with no further developments by morning, Nicole’s concern had prompted her to personally check on the situation.

Noticing the team’s heightened state of readiness, she deduced that Everett’s group had yet to make their move.

“They haven’t made a move yet. We’re unsure of their intentions, but I’ve instructed everyone to remain on high alert,” said Patricia.

Nicole gave a nod of approval. “Alright. Everyone, be careful.”

intensified their efforts to stay

Patricia to a more secluded area for a conversation. “Has there really been

might be a trap?”

be discovered by US on purpose.” “That does add a layer of complexity,” Nicole acknowledged, her gaze sharpening as she considered the implications. ‘It’s not a trap if they didn’t intentionally let themselves get caught. But why haven’t they made a move yet?’ She pondered, the wheels turning

mind, Nicole’s

Patricia responded, her expression suddenly changing. “You mean…” ‘Everett must be targeting the cargo on our ship!’ Patricia realized, a chill of

on her that Everett might consider

and Patricia was hit with a wave of frustration for not

people over now,”

you going?” Nicole asked, holding her

area.” Patricia was determined. “If Everett’s forces are indeed preparing an ambush at sea, we might still have time to intercept them. But