You put down the folder with a heavy sigh. If anyone else found the contents, the word "compromised" would not cover the severity of losing those secrets. You carefully remove the CD that was taped to the paper, turning it over in your hand.
You look over to the ancient device you that had an unfortunate corporal haul out of storage for you.
As you lean over to open the disc tray, one thought runs through your mind.
"Who the hell uses CDs anymore?"
You look over to the ancient device you that had an unfortunate corporal haul out of storage for you.
As you lean over to open the disc tray, one thought runs through your mind.
"Who the hell uses CDs anymore?"