In great excitement, she turned on the computer and discovered that it was password-protected.
She stared in frustration at the blinking screen. It seemed to be challenging her. How the hell did they think I would…? Then she looked in the cloth bag and found at the bottom a scrap of folded paper. She unfolded it and read a line written in an elegant script.
You’re the hacker; work it out! Kalle B.
Salander laughed out loud for the first time in weeks. Touche.