General Chester West looked over his display case. Seventeen years of service, this desk job would be his last. Not the glorious active conclusion to his career that he’d wanted. He brushed his hand across his white cropped hair and flexed his impaired knee. The old war injury bothered him today.

  Today on his agenda was risk assessments of the cyber threats. He looked at the stack piled up on his desk. “Why is there so many reports today?”

  “Sir, there has been an unusually high amount of hacks today. The network has been flooded.”

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  General West, looked over the report, another successful launch, all data pointed to the correct trajectory and just a couple minor notes, one backup analyst filed a complaint that the launch message appeared suspicious, doesn’t anyone read the news anymore, of course records looked suspicious today, hackers were everywhere doing real damage to the stock market and sending cargo ships off course, if some jolly hacker only wanted to hijack the launch message to brag to his hacker buds he could have it. The General looked at the other piling up reports and stamped this one, minor, no significant immediate threat. He looked at the latest pile he closed his door and shut the wall display off, he dug into the piling up reports he won’t look up for another 6 hours.