Tanja was confused. "CAMILA? There’s a supercomputer in Argentina named CAMILA! How do you know?"
M replied in a menacing tone that was too loud for comfortable hearing. "Our supercomputer intelligence gathering systems have uncovered your next threat vector that the CESPOOL agency needs to investigate. Their obfuscation efforts to hide on the Net while offering dark net services were modest and clumsy. It was enough to cloak their operations from most hunting services, but not from us.
“This one is easy prey since they are not only a rogue supercomputer service, but are also offering customizable porn as a real-time streaming service for profit. The CESPOOL hunters will earn moralistic points for shutting the service down. Their anonymizing servers were poorly constructed and led our snooper routines right to them. You are to collect the bounty. We want access to the hosting service before it is destroyed. Understood, Tanja?"
Tanja wrinkled her brow. "Why do you want to access the host system? You know where it is. Why don't you just..."
M screeched. "We don't want to be seen accessing the system before your people seize the system. An audit would expose us. Do as instructed, Tanja!"
Tanja held the phone at arm's length but still the thundering synthetic voice boomed into her ears.
In a mocking tone she replied, "We should speak more often, M. It's been such a pleasure."
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