Chapter 182 - The Package Pt.2

There was a smaller envelope inside that seemed to be holding a letter. He couldn't be too sure of what was inside but the width of it was very thin. It was a beige envelope that, again, did not have any addresses written upon it. Putting the package back down, he reached into a drawer to pull out a plastic bag. He spread it out and placed it on his table, this was a preventative measure. Yes, the package had been cleared by security but there could still be some tampered items. 

With that ready, he reached down to pull out latex gloves. He was doubtful that someone would send this package and not try to poison him via dusting powder. That's why he covered his hands before pulling out the envelope. He placed it into the plastic bag and stared at the extra item inside the package with confusion. 

The item was small enough to fit behind the envelope and be completely hidden. It was, at most, the size of his thumb. The exterior looked cheap and clunky, similar to a plastic material. Shaking the package, he listened to the sound of it before dropping into the plastic bag. He wanted to see if there would be anything inside it or if it was hollow inside. There were just a million and one questions running through his head on what could be inside.

He shook it quite aggressively but there wasn't any particular sound coming from it. There wasn't much else he could do, so he just dropped the item like normal. Once the item hit the bag, the light in his office helped discern the item more. 

It was similar to plastic like he ȧssumed but slightly thicker. Like it was a mix between plastic and metal but still cheap. The shape of the item resembled a dinosaur or a carnivorous animal.

'What kind of child play is this....'

The shape of the item was so peculiar that it had to hold another meaning. Imagining any enemy of his sending something in a dinosaur packaging or animal packaging was just ridiculous. It was also another indicator that the package was not normal. A child would not go to such lengths to send his something nor did he have any relation to children. There were a few charity projects his company handled, but rare that he was directly involved. As in, his face would not be attached to the project as much as their outreach director.

Just putting aside the way it look, appearance was the least of his concerns. It added more questions and information, but it being ugly didn't really bother him. Picking it up in his hands, he moved it around trying to see if there was a point to push or break. It took a couple of seconds before he was able to find a slight indent carved into the edge of the item. 

The ident was a deliberate mark, meaning that whoever sent this was very careful and strategic. Going through so much work just to hide it in such a weird way was all part of a master plan. Pushing into it with the pads of his thumb, the item split into two pieces.

Because he wasn't holding onto the middle, when he opened the item another small item fell out of it. Just by looking at it, he could tell it was a usb chip which sent him on high alert. A usb was often used to transport information on a day to day basis. Work files, documents, movies even could be transported on a usb for ease of access. 

However, it could also be used for malicious things just as easily. The curiosity of what was on the usb was eating into him a bit but there wasn't anything he could do at the moment. If the sender was ȧssuming that he would just plug it into his computer like an idiot, they were dead wrong about him. It was basic reasoning that the usb could have a virus on it and it could only bring him harm if connected to an active computer. If such a thing were on the chip, there would be no way for him to fight it or stop the damage before it became big. 

Just a couple seconds was all it took for a virus to steal all his information. Especially, if it was plugged into his computer and under his access powers. Viruses directly embedded into the mainframe from a higher access computer were dangerous. He had created multiple security measures on his personal computer and had it tested quite often for strength. Yet, none of that made him feel invisible or confident about his systems. It was just enough that no one could break into his office and try to do something.

That all summarized meant that this usb would not be coming any closer to his computer and would have to be tested on a dead one. By dead, the computer would an older version of computers that had virtually nothing on it. Most viruses were compatible or better suited for the latest technology. By using it on a lower tier computer he could limit the effects of the virus. That was all ȧssuming it did have a virus but there was this weird feeling that the chip held a lot more importance. 

It just made no sense that someone would send this all without context. No direct poison, no dangerous powders or substances detected by his mailing, and no return address or instructions. If it didn't directly have his name on it, he would doubt that the package was even for him. 

Dropping the chip back into its container, he closed it and gently placed it into the plastic bag. Moving it to the side, he picked up the envelope he had previously set aside. Patting it, there was no obvious bulges or sharpness from inside. It was completely flat to touch which made him feel that it was a letter.