But what thousands?
More like millions.
And maybe it was for the best that the easily distressed Chief of Staff did not get to hear the internal commentary of one particular Count, who had been very busy and very entertained since early morning.
Count Alexander Taylor was having the time of his life.
He couldn’t recall the last time work had been this enjoyable. Perhaps the closest comparison was when he had foolishly agreed to jointly oversee the security of the Imperial Palace. That had been chaotic. This, however, was art.
He hadn’t seen such a diverse range of attacks all aimed at a single location since he had started working for the Imperial family. But after several years, threats had started coming in neat categories that had become rather predictable and familiar.
This, however, was different.
This was inspired. Or maybe just desperate.
Digital probes. Social infiltration attempts. Credential fishing. Long-range surveillance tests. Some clever. Some laughably bad. Some so bold they might as well have sent letters.
And all of them were aimed at DG.
Then again, it was likely because the people they believed they were targeting were not only young, but also never expected to have security at a level that would be this difficult to crack.
So everyone seemed willing to take them on, and now he had contenders all over the universe.
But maybe best of all, he was able to enjoy every second of it while fulfilling his most permanent responsibility.
Keeping an inconspicuous eye on his child.
Alexander Taylor had been monitoring threats directed at his son since the day he was born. Quietly. Relentlessly. Thousands of incidents had been intercepted over the years without Jax ever realizing they existed.
Which was exactly the point.
He didn’t want their child to grow up under a microscope if he and his wife could help it.
Jax had been allowed to roam freely. To make friends. To choose his interests. To live without being crushed beneath the weight of his family name.
And so far, he had done just that.
Maybe too comfortably, as it turned out.
Because since joining the Royal Military Academy, he had seen a sharp increase in threats.
So who wouldn’t eventually realize that their child was likely involved in something rather interesting?
And it was interesting, alright.
His wife, Jenna, had one fervent hope.
She prayed it wasn’t drugs. Because their son was a little too honest for something like that.
Alexander had not laughed so hard in years.
But how could he blame her for thinking that when Jax always uttered words they couldn’t really comprehend while looking a little too excited every day.
Unfortunately, the truth was worse.
Or better.
But in general, he felt that "interesting" didn’t begin to cover it.
Whatever their son had become involved in was carefully hidden, aggressively shielded, and absurdly well protected. So well protected, in fact, that even Alexander’s usual search led him nowhere.
Then one day, the impossible happened.
His main network came under cyber assault.
"!"
And against all odds, the attack practically succeeded. If someone was trying to capture his attention then they definitely succeeded.
But what do you know? After getting to the bottom of it, he realized it was all related to their son and his friends!
Then came the unusual proposition that he couldn’t possibly reject. Because wasn’t it about time to figure out what their son was up to?
And he did. Or apparently he managed to figure out a part of it as the person who needed to know enough to at least establish the level of security they wanted.
However, this meant he couldn’t exactly tell Jenna what they were up to since he wasn’t one to break confidentiality. Aside from betraying trust, he also understood why that level of security mattered for what they were doing.


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