Robert stared. "What?"
"Now."
"Why?"
Daniel's eyes remained fixed on the screen. "Because whoever is using my credentials..."
He paused. "...knows exactly where I am."
And somewhere deep beneath the airport, a hidden server came online. A single message appeared on its screen. WELCOME BACK, DANIEL. Then another:
WE HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU. Robert Kline did not move. For several seconds, he simply stared at the monitor. The warning remained on the screen. UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS DETECTED
SUBJECT: DANIEL CROSS
ACCESS ORIGIN: TERMINAL FOUR
Then, beneath it, another line appeared. ACTIVE SESSION: 01
Robert swallowed. "That can't be right."
Daniel stood beside him. "Why?"
"Because your credentials are physically locked to your executive card."
Daniel looked at the black access card on the counter. "Then someone has cloned it."
Robert shook his head. "That shouldn't be possible."
Daniel gave him a calm look. "Neither should someone accessing my account from inside a terminal while I'm standing here."
Claire stepped closer. "What does this mean?"
Robert turned toward her. "It means someone is using his identity."
Daniel corrected him. "Not just my identity."
Robert looked confused. Daniel pointed toward the screen. "They've accessed an executive-level account."
The monitor refreshed. A list appeared. GATE CONTROL
PASSENGER DATABASE
SECURITY CLEARANCE
BAGGAGE OPERATIONS
EMERGENCY OVERRIDE
Every item was marked: