Ace's POV:

"Is mattress bouncy?" Max as he looked at the room. He didn't wait for an answer and threw himself towards the bed. Only problem was that Jason put his leg out and made Max fall down before he could reach bed.

"We have much more serious problems. You can check the bed out at night.

"I am going to kick your leg out of your body." Max said something that only he could understand and sat on the ground.

Chance chuckled and offered him her hand. He grabbed her hand but pulled her down to the floor too. "No sitting around the places where we can sit at night." He tried to say seriously but smiled.

"Anyway, with the new software, that The Guy kindly offered us, I was able to run a much faster and better security check. The check showed few problems. Firstly, the program that we were using previously was faulty." Jason stopped and looked at Chance.

Chance shook her head. "It shouldn't be. We ran through it few times. It wasn't supposed to have any holes."  She really valued the codes that she created.
"I thought that too, but apparently it had a hole. More like a small place that rats use for home. I checked to see if it granted access to major files, but it didn't. The fault only allowed access to some small and old data. Like gambling info  from 2017 or our plans for Blaine." Jason stopped again. But this time he went to grab his computer.

"The main problem is, someone tried to access major data through this hole. The new program helped me to get better access to the prints they have left behind." Jason said and Chance chuckled.

"Always clean after yourself. The first rule of everything that we do. Whoever it is, they are really amateur." Mason added from other side of the room. Him and I have already seen all of this.

Chance squirted her eyes at the screen, and looked through everything few times before saying anything. And finally, when she spoke she said. "Gentleman, we are fucked."

Blair looked at the screen and back at Jason, waiting for him to explain it. "The hacker was trying to get access to the data of highest security- information about our gambling halls, drug deals, our whole weapon trafficking history. If this information goes out, all of us will have a one-way ticket to prison. "

"And the worst part is- the IP address of the so-called hacker goes back to our headquarters. It is an inside job." Mason added and anger was evident in his voice.

I have built this whole thing out of nothing, with the help of every one of these members. To think that one of them is working behind my back, trying to rat ME out.

"With the new code, I don't think that fucker could access our data." I said and started to go closer to Chance. "Did you tell other about this security update?" She asked me.

"No, all of this will remain between us. No one else must know about this. I didn't even tell Jake about you coming here today. They shouldn't think that anything is out of ordinary. It is just simple check up on working quality and that's it." I said while exchanging looks with everyone.

I didn't want to scare away the rat. I needed to catch it on action. And to do it, we will let it believe that its one step ahead of us. When in reality we will be 3 steps ahead of it.

"So, what? We will be staying in this hotel until you catch him?" Max asked interested. "No, we will be trying to find a way to bring that fucker out to the light and then catch him" Blair suggested.

"It doesn't seem to add up. If the rat wanted to give us to authorities, it would be a suicide mission. A member of the criminal gang is a criminal too. He would be put behind the bars too. And I don't think that he is that stupid to want to sell this information to anyone. That would, again, doom him too another kind of attack and death." Chance got up and started to pace around the room.

"This only leaves us with the possibility of him working with someone else. Probably some other gang, criminal master mind. The rat wouldn't go through all of this for simple possibility of having that information, or even giving away to cops. He works with someone smarter than him, someone who can't reach this information by himself." Mason said with excited voice.

"Then it is even worse the rat is a double agent." I said with not so excited voice.  Chance closed all of the computers, and then turned to us. "Whoever the fuck he is. He will pay for his mistake."

After that we made our way to the main lobby to have some food and simply talk about other stuff. "I loved the grand reveal by the way." Jason said to Chance. Her entrance to the news headlines was still in most of the news.

"Though, some think that it is a lie, and I have pre-recorded it before death." Chance said with a shrug.

"Then we will give them something else." I said and she smiled. It was one of her evil smiles that I loved.

Throughout few days, though, everything gets even more twisted. While we were trying to find a plan, we didn't notice the new developments on the whole situation.

Apparently, the mole managed to get basic data. As in our safehouses. Especially the ones in New York.

"Guys, something is wrong." Max says as he barges through the door managing to push me out of the way in the process. I close and lock the door and walk closer to him.

Mine and Mason's room was main room for our briefings. Other rooms were simply too small. And didn't have enough place to put our stuff.

Talk about the expensive room and comfortability

"What is it this time?" Blair asks as she takes another stack of papers, filled with information about our members. We are grouping them by rank and trying to find out exactly which computer was used in attempt to hack. 

Every rank of members has their own code of security that will allow them to access information, put in their own section. It is like having different users in one computer. So, every time someone turns on computer first thing they must do it type in the security code.

If we know the computer and security code that was used, it would make our suspects list smaller.

"I think this rat have found some information after all." Max said as he turned on the TV. "What do you mean?" Mason asked. Max just skipped through channels until he landed on US based News Channel.

"They must show it in few minutes. Just wait." Max said and turned up the volume.

'And now we turn our attention to the most talked on topic of the day- the criminals, especially gangs and similar groupings. Only 3 months ago blew out the former residential place of Blaine Williams- well known criminal, drug dealer and suspected murderer. Then, Rose Rivera, who was supposedly dead after the fires, created an illusion, proving that she is indeed, alive and really well. But now, it is going well past the borders- the criminals, apparently, had their claws all around the city.

Last night, few gambling halls, and night clubs were checked by police after anonymous caller tipped them. NYPD found illegal drugs, weapons and even some old convicts hiding in the back of the said facilities. Some of them seems to be registered under the name of Blaine Williams- who is dead for more than a year by now. Citizens are left to wonder, why police or anyone from government didn't check this after his death? But many officers were in the dark- "

Someone turned out the TV, I turned my attention to others and saw that it was Chance. Jason and I exchanged the looks. I didn't want to be the one to break the silence. It was apparent that Chance will yell at anyone who talks first.

"This were our old safehouses, weaponries. The rat must have managed to break in to level 3 to get this information."  Jason finally spoke.

Chance nodded without saying anything else. "They still think that its Blaine's old friends' job, they are not suspecting us."  I tried to make situation look better.

But it wasn't going to help. They found our safehouses. Also, they found out about document faking and our small tricks with police system. They might try to reset it, or fix it. If they manage to clean all of our doings, we would be vulnerable to law.

They can easily connect the dots and find out about Chance being Rose or me being her partner.

Mason let out a big sigh. "We are in deep shit" he mumbled. "That rat is dead." Chance said with venom on her tongue.

"He is making fun of us don't you see this. Anonymous tipper my ass. He is clearly trying to get attention on us so we wouldn't be able to catch him. FUCK and he is doing it really good." Chance ranted.

She stood up and went to grab her coat. "Where you going?" Max dared to ask. He is always trying to be careful when she gets angry. Max is still afraid of her angry voice.

"I am heading out. This shit show is getting on my nerves. I need clean air." She said with a rushed tone.

"You're going to get lost you don't know things around here."  I said and tried to step in front of her. She doesn't remember a single thing about the city.

"I won't, I will find my way now stay the fuck away from me."  Chance pushed me away and made her way to the door.

"How?" I asked angrily now.

"Like a fucking tourist" She yelled and slammed the door.