Cyber Kittens and Cowboys Ipam (reading a book txt) 📖

& eye burns Geneva notbothering following the side show. Stockton continues in tenortrumpet. “At the present time, we don’t know her whereabouts.However, this morning at approximately 9:40 am, Pamela accessedhere…Cyber Crimes director’s PC, hacking into CIA’s website forsome type of unknown secret data. The best we could figure out shewas researching an agent code named ‘BOA.’ Does that name meananything to you guys at FBI?” Stockton halts, post-morbidly.

Larry shakes, sideways blonde skull whileArthur eye gleams Preston. Preston has not stopped snorting andsneering at Geneva.

Stockton continues, cheerfully. “Guess not!So, for the next stage…”

Preston stands, swiftly & demands,kingly. “I want to talk to your staff, Geneva.”

Geneva stands, slowly & tilts, angularlyblonde skull. “This way! My staff’s eager to help you as well,Preston.” She leads, forwardly out office door & smiles,victoriously. Preston grabs, roughly her forearm as Arthur, Larryand Stockton scoot, gingerly around the love birds for themeeting.

Preston eye burns Geneva. Her ugly featuresnaws his insides as her frizzy curly dishwater blonde hair flieslike nats in the air waves while her burning violet trimmed pupilsheats his whiskers with fire. She gots pretty eyeballs but her flatwide nose looks funny like she boxed, literally for love with sexpartners. Preston chuckles, lightly then he shakes, sideway blackskull. She possesses medium brown skin tone which tans easily. Herneck’s pure white but left cheekbone, ear and jaw line are coloredlight brown like she has some weird skin inflection on herface.

Preston sneers, dangerously. “I intend tohear Pamela’s full story, Geneva.”

Geneva smiles, sweetly. “It will match wordfor word my sentences, you’ll see, Preston.” She jerks, forcefullyarm from his gripe. “Right now, we…you and I have a rouge whichmeans we… you and I need to work together to stop before thatroaming retriever causes more trouble…than fears.”

Preston talks, calmly & smiles, sweetly.“I don’t have fears, Geneva. But, I guess you mightfear…something.”

Geneva spits virtual rusty nails. “Don’t getyour pool floatie inflated. I didn’t fear you, Preston.”

“Then, you should.” Preston twists towardarchway, stalks, swiftly toward an empty chair.

Stockton acts as butler curving spare chairsaround Ilenn’s desk. She’s currently tracking the bouncy ball IPaddress sent from Lacy’s stolen cell directly to Pamela’s lastknown location in Birmingham, not New Jersey. Stockton chuckles,lightly. He has mentioned time and time again that Pamela is toosmarty for her own good but Geneva’s obsession with the CIA codeword “BOA” drives the loony woman’s crazy with mystery forgettingher ‘real’ job at Cyber Crimes.

Arthur sits, quickly & pulls, smoothlyhis cell from jacket pocket. He inquires, dutifully. “Do we needcourt order, Preston? I can contact Magistrate, 37th Court…”

Preston neck snaps to Arthur & informs,lawfully. “No, I’m the law, here. If I determine Pamela’s a roughRetriever, we track her! Find her! She can’t be too far.”

Lacy frowns, ugly & offers, immediatelyin alto clarinet. “She stole my cell.”

Stockton adds, fluidly. “Ilenn’s pocketbookwith all her money and credit cards is missing from her desk aswell. We’re assuming the same thief lifted both items.”

“Understood.” Preston comments, singularly& eye burns Geneva.

“Call off your bedmates, Preston. I’m not thethief here.” Geneva occupies, heavily Preston’s space & orders,softly.

Preston leans into Larry. “Code ‘Warrior’ toCIA.” Larry stands, swiftly & walks, quietly out door whiledialing numbers on cell. Code “Warrior” means Preston will find theproblem and eliminate it then report his actions to the CIA.

Geneva narrates, lonely. “To update everyone,Pamela is presumed to be labeled as ‘rouge Retriever’ as well ascurrent thief of stolen co-workers items, cell phone and pocketbookunless proven otherwise. At this moment, Ilenn is tracing thecell’s IP address for phone number 205-555-5838 to find Pamela’strue whereabouts so…” Snake sounds, loudly. “….we can ask, nicelyher intentions.”

Ilenn talks, loudly & points, rudely.“Hey, look at this. I’m getting some kind of error pop up from thesystem tray. System Error states….”

Larry leans, heavily into terminal &details, fully. “Enable IPv4 address conflict detection.”

“There’s one IP address working two differentsystems.” Arthur clarifies, academically.

“IP address conflict occurs when two devices,could be laptops, printers, routers, firewalls…in this case.” Hescratches forehead. “…cell phone or whatever is accessing same IPaddress on same broadcast domain.” Stockton adds,educationally.

Preston leans, backwardly into chair withfinger pads on chin & ponders, intellectually. “Hmm! Shecreated her own path with same IP address to bombard the cell phonesystem, disguising her location.”

“She’s smart.” Arthur comments, loudly thennods, once to Preston.

“Very resourceful? Did ya teach her thatmaneuver, Geneva?” Larry inquires, curtly.

“Definitely not!” Stockton answers, surly inplace of Geneva. “These…are illegal hacker’s touches.”

“Agreed, what do we do, now, Preston?” Genevanods, once then turns, directly to Preston.

“Arthur, do your thing with ARP. See, if youcan clear the conflict and find the right channel.” Prestoncommands, authoritatively. “Then, maybe we can find some rightanswers.”

Sure, boss.” Arthur stands, swiftly &moves to Ilenn, his girl. “Hey, sweetheart, let me sit there I needfull keyboard access.” Ilenn stands, swiftly & pats, tenderlyArthur’s shoulders. He smiles, sweetly at his girl then Arthurshuffles plasma screen and keyboard on edge of desk for all Cybercowboys & kittens viewing pleasure. Chairs scoot, nosily aroundArthur. He clicks, musically finger pads over entire area of keyboards as weird symbols and half-English sentences form and displaywithin eyeballs.

“ARP?” Ilenn inquires, curiously.

Larry answers, academically. “AddressResolution Protocol cleans out that rouge IP address then clearlyidentifies path to source.”

“My cell phone.” Lacy fills, completely.“That’s the source, my cell.”

“We understand Lacy.” Geneva remarks,motherly then smiles, wildly eye burning Preston. Preston eye burnsscreen.

Arthur starts, slowly. “She has transmittedoriginal cell phone of 205-555-5838. Is that your cell, Lacy?”

“Yes.” Lacy nods, once.

Arthur details, fully. “To second mobilenumber 92-42-6315847. That’s a Pakistan telephone code then itflips into incoming call of 205-555-4859, here in Bama thenoutgoing call of 305-555-8953. That’s in Florida.”

Preston shakes, sideways black skull &ponders, intellectually. “Forget tracking cell phones, Pamelaobviously pinged off the original cell number to different routersbut still used the one singular IP address. So, track the IPaddress and see what ya get, Arthur?”

“Sure, boss!” Arthur types, viciously on keysthen pauses, dramatically. “This is weird, Preston.”

“What’s