Zero Days

by Ruth Ware

Solve the next problem. And then the next one after that. Keep putting one foot in front of the other. Until you can’t walk any further.

“Well, Gabe found one. A big one. He came to me to ask for my advice about what to do. I told him his best bet was to go to the software developer and claim the responsible reporting bounty. But instead, he”—Cole paused, swallowed audibly at the other end of the line—“he decided to sell it on the dark web. I don’t know who he went to, but he must have messed with the wrong people because they decided… well, they decided they didn’t want to pay whatever he was asking. They decided they’d rather just take it. So that’s what they did.”

“Come on now,” Harrison said cajolingly to my back. “Can you not manage a bite for the sake of the baby?”