From the truck, a soft beep began. Then another. Faster.
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“What kind of dacoit uses software for a heist?” growled Bheema, the gang’s strongman.
“The smart kind,” snapped Kanna. “This program jams all GPS and cellular signals within a kilometer. No alarms, no trackers. It was written by a ghost—a hacker from Bengal who calls himself ‘Rattrap.’”
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“That’s a backup LoJack system,” whispered Kanna, his face pale. “It’s waking up.”
. The beeps merged into a wailing siren.
. The siren reached full shriek.