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Vincent Alonso

"Vincent." Noah barks as he runs up to me.

"Did the techs fix the problem?" I ask frustratedly.

"Some what." He says.

"What do you mean?" I glare.

"He was able to look into some of our data. But the techs were able to remove him before he looked further into it."

"Did you guys at least figure out who the hacker was?" I ask.

"Yes. His name is Andrew Lee." He says.

"Great. Track him down and give me the coordinates. Send out the best people to come with me to find him and I'll deal with him myself."

No one should ever mess with me.
~~~

After Noah and the tech team gave me Andrew Lee's coordinates. Me and my team began following the coordinates.

He's three hours away. But I wonder who gave him the password to our system.

Once we get to his place. I decide to just simply knock on his door.

I hear some noises from behind the door, indicating that he's inside.

He opens the door and asks, "what do you want."

"Are you Andrew Lee?"

"Who's asking." He narrows his eyes.

He looks down at the gun in my hand and tries to shut the door.

But I'm faster and place my foot between the door.

My team slams the door open, making Andrew stumble backwards.

I walk towards him as he crawls, backing away from me.

"So." I say darkly.

"Please don't hurt me." His eyes glossy.

I grab on to his collar and lift him up and hit the butt of my gun on his head. Causing him to pass out.

We hurriedly place him in the back of the van and tie him up. I drive back to Alonso Corporation so I could get this over with.
~~~

Once this bastard in front of me wakes up, he starts to fight the rope holding him down on the chair.

"We could do this the easy way or the hard way." I say.

He eyes the tools right next to me and his eyes widen, sweat glistening on his forehead.

"O-okay okay I'll tell you everything, just don't hurt me." He pleads.

"Who do you work for." I question.

"F-Felix Alonso." He says.

My half brother.

"Tell me what he made you do and why."

"He w-wants t-to be the he-head of your fa-fathers  business and he wants to take what he always deserved. So he made me hack through your system, and he gave me $500,000 in exchange" He stutters.

A low chuckle comes out from my throat.

"Fuck!" I say angrily, fisting my hair.

I grab my gun. And shoot him on his forehead. Blood seeping and making a mess on my floor.

"Clean this up will ya?" I tell my staff.

They nod, looking nauseous as they clean the blood and dispose the body.

Now my problem is dealing with this son of a bitch I call brother.