What you didn’t understand is that the moment you touched that server, you tripped a security protocol that reported straight to Fort Meade.

You didn’t hack a widow, Cato.

You reached into a classified Department of Defense system from your sister-in-law’s spare room, and every keystroke you made is time-stamped in a federal building.” Delphina rounded on him.

“What did you do?

Cato — what did you do?” “I was looking for the life insurance!” he shouted, sweat standing on his face in the freezing air.

“That’s all — I was just looking for the —” “You attempted to breach a classified federal network from a residential address,” Judge Espinoza said flatly.