TABLE OF CONTENTS by 131ah as "Charlos"
Nigeria was a dump. Charlos now understood why nobody wanted to work there. It s Africa like you see it on CNN. And yet this was the country that had the largest oil reserve on the continent. Military rule for the past 30 years ensured that the money ended up mostly in some dictator s pocket and not on the streets where it belonged
When Charlos got off the plane it was 00h30. The air was still sticky and hot, but unlike Miami, it smelled of rotten food. Charlos was used to it it s the same smell you find in tropical regions like Kuala Lumpur, Brazil, and Jakarta. He has been to many such places, usually to perform the same type of function he was contracted to do here. He was tired, tired to the bone. The kind of tired that you get from sleeping too little for too long. How did he get himself in this rat hole of a place?
It all started five years ago he was working for an IT security development house, in charge of providing the glue between the developers and project management teams. As a side line hobby to keep the boredom at bay, he slowly became involved in the hacking scene writing his own code, tinkering with code he copied from projects at work, hanging out in the right IRC channels, and participating on covert mailing lists. Life was peachy with no real concern over who he annoyed with his hacking efforts, he...
