The night wind blew gently outside the safe house.
The sky above the city was dark and starless. The street in front of the small house was almost empty, only occasionally a car passed by with headlights cutting through the darkness for a few seconds before returning to silence.
Inside the house, the atmosphere was far from calm.
Daniel sat in front of his laptop with a serious face. His fingers moved quickly across the keyboard, tracing the access paths of the company server that someone had just tried to breach.
Ethan stood behind him with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Are they still trying to get in?" asked Ethan.
Daniel nodded without taking his eyes off the screen.
"A few minutes ago, yes."
"Now?"
"They've stopped."
Ethan frowned.
"Why did they stop?"
Daniel let out a short breath.
"Because they already got what they were looking for."
Those words made the atmosphere in the room grow heavier.
