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     I stare at the heavily incripted hard drive in my hands. It's been weeks since his funeral. No one suspects anything. But I'll show them. I need proof, which I believe is on this hard drive. Despite my knowledge of computers and hacking, I still can't break the code, which is why I'm on a plane to D.C. A good buddy of mine lives there. He's the best hacker I have ever met. It's going to be hard, but we'll have to stay under the radar. I really hope he can do it. But if he can't, no one can.     I put my worries aside and look out the window. The sun reflects off of the clouds making a beautiful array of colors. It calms me. I close my