He didn’t move. He held up the coin. “Your father was a brilliant man. He designed this bypass to test the Navy’s ultimate vulnerabilities. It’s only fitting it finally gets put to good use.”

“You’re committing high treason.”

“I’m engaging in free-market capitalism,” Adrian corrected. “The data on this server is worth half a billion dollars to the right buyers. A retirement fund for men who gave their lives to a country that pays them in brass medals and empty thanks.”

He lunged for the terminal and slammed the chip into the port.

“Drop it!” I fired a warning shot that shattered the monitor beside his head.

Too late. The primary terminal lit red. A progress bar bloomed on the overhead monitor: DATA EXTRACTION INITIATED. 10%…