Jane's POV


The next morning, I made a decision. We need help, real help, not just our in-house tech team. These hackers were on another level. I called a meeting with my executives and announced,

'We are hiring IronWall."

IronWall was one of the top cybersecurity firms in the world and they dealt with government-level hacks and black-ops cyber wars. If anyone would be able to find out who was behind this, it would be them.


And by afternoon, a tall man in a black suit walked into our building, his name was Carlos and he was the head of IronWall's emergency response team.

With him was a group of five experts, one looked like a teenager, one wore glasses and didn't talk, however they all moved fast, quiet and sharp.


'We need your full digital map," Carlos said and within an hour, they were deep into our system and they set up monitors, servers, cables everywhere.

Our IT room became a war room and we moved them to the top floor of our building. It was now restricted access. Only I, Mikal, and IronWall were allowed in.

Carlos spoke clearly. 'You were already breached. There are tools in your system meant to siphon data quietly. Some of them are untraceable. But not all."

He showed me a digital map, red lines snake across the globe, russia, china. Brazil, South Africa and they were using rotating proxies to bounce locations, every second, their signal moved.

'But," Carlos added, 'we found patterns hidden in the chaos."

He pulled up a name.

'Tom & Co"

'They are not just hackers, they are legends in the cyber world," he explained

'They have stolen from banks. Governments, and now, you."

Mikal stepped forward. 'Can we catch them?"

'We can try," Carlos said. 'But they are watching, every move we make, they are ready to counter it."

I felt a cold chill down my back, however I nodded. 'Do whatever it takes."

We built the war room overnight. IronWall brought their own servers. Our Wi-Fi was cut and replaced with satellite lines.

No one entered without scanning their face and I moved my office right next to the war room because I wanted to be close, I wanted to know everything.

On the second day, it got worse.

'They're deleting files," Mikal yells. 'Look!"

We watched in real time as project folders vanished, one by one, everything getting erased.

A new message appeared on our main screen.

'PAY 50 MILLION. OR EVERYTHING GOES."

I clenched my jaw and my team stared at me, waiting for a decision.

I walked out and immediately I called a press conference. With cameras flashing and microphones pointed, I spoke clearly.

'We do not negotiate with criminals."

It was a trap and I knew they were watching and I wanted them to react.

The next day, they do.

The hackers release a piece of our data online. But it was changed, twisted and made it look like we falsified numbers. The media went wild and the stock market dipped and customers panicked.

But IronWall was ready and Carlos and his team showed digital proof that the files were altered. Forensic details, timestamp, and code signatures, we upload everything publicly.

The panic slowed and the media cooled down, our investors called and were relieved.

Carlos walked into my office with a grim face.

'We just intercepted a message," he said.

'They are planning something big." he added and held up a screen showing a dark web forum. It was encrypted, but one message is clear:

'Release Phase 2. Begin countdown.''

I looked at the clock, the war wasn't over. It was just beginning.


Sure! Here's 'Tom & Co's POV" written in very simple English and aligned with the tone and events of Chapter 59:

TOM & CO – POV

We didn't call ourselves hackers, we were architects of chaos. When the world got too quiet, we made some noise and Jane Grande? She was the perfect noise.

She was proud, strong and loved by the media. It seemed she was untouchable, or probably she thought so.

It started as a joke. 'Let's poke around her network," I said. Nothing was serious. Just to see if the Queen of Clean has any dirt hidden.

But once we got in, we realized this wasn't just any company, this was a gold mine, there were sensitive contracts, investor lists, lawsuit documents and secrets.

We didn't break in through the front door at all, We never did. We actually watched, waited and someone on the inside clicked a fake link, one click and that was all that got us in.

Then we slipped in through the crack, there were no alarms, no firewalls, strong enough, we copied everything quietly.

The team celebrated in silence, there were no loud cheers, no mistakes. It was just the sound of fingers on keyboards.

'Send the message," I told Nova, our comms guy. He grinned. Typed:

'Your company's data is ours now. Pay $50 million in crypto. Or it all goes to the dark web."

We didn't expect her to fold quickly. Jane's the type to fight. But what she didn't know was that we were ready for war.

When she didn't respond, we hit harder and we started deleting small files, just warning, it was nothing big yet. We want to see what we can do.

And then she went on TV. 'We do not negotiate with criminals."

Oh, she made it personal.

The team watched the press conference in silence and then we smiled.

'Alright," I said. 'Let's shake the world."

We leaked one file, just one, heavily edited to cause panic and her stock dropped within hours and news headlines screamed, and her company looked weak.

But her team struck back fast and they told the world the file was fake and they even showed proof. And then I nodded slowly. 'Impressive."

We were facing pros and we were Not scared of interns with store-bought firewalls. No, IronWall had joined the game. We could feel it.

'Rotate the proxies again," I said. 'Triple the tunnels. Ghost mode."

We watched them scramble and every time they got close, we slipped away, just like shadows.

They set up a war room and we could see the pattern in their scans and the IP swept the silent firewalls they deployed.

They were getting smarter.

But so are we.

Nova looked at me one night. 'They're planning something. That press conference? It wasn't just a warning. It was bait."

'I know," I said.

'But we were not done yet."

We found a quiet corner on the dark web. And then we sent a private message, encrypted and hidden inside the code.

'Massive leak incoming. Time to bring her empire down."