He turned slightly, giving Danny a quick nod, and within seconds, he managed to link to the network, opening a backdoor that would allow them access remotely. But they knew they had limited time; one wrong move, and the scammers might catch on.
Pretending to adjust his clipboard, Danny stole glances around the room, noting the careful setup—a cluster of computers, stacks of phones, and hastily scribbled notes scattered across a large table. There was an intensity to the activity, a constant sense of urgency.