The first time it happens, Cassian deletes it.
A message pops up on his datapad. It tells him to go to sleep.
It’s 0300. He’s on base, in his quarters, up late reading documents when the message fills his screen.
He swipes away the notification, assuming it’d been mistakenly sent to him. He had high security, as an Intelligence agent, and he had his own separate Net channels compared to how the rest of the Alliance functioned, but there was always a chance for something to slip through.
Cassian frowns. He’d have to slice his own channel to test the security. If Kay were still alive, he could’ve done it. Maybe he’d let security slip in Kay’s absence. Either way, it was a problem for the morning.
Cassian goes to bed.
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