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I was concerned that my hunt would be effectively ended when I was reassigned. I have no question that was the intent. But I’ve found that this new group has lax security standards. Think along the lines of passwords left on stick-it notes on monitors, or secure terminals left logged in and unattended.
It’s shameful. If I weren’t taking advantage of it, I’d be reporting it.
I won’t go into specifics here, but I was able to access data that I typically would not. I took advantage of it to search for information on my missing $180 million item. I didn’t expect to find anything.
Imagine my surprise when I turned up a run-of-the-mill form filed when resources are reallocated from one project to another. This basic particle of bureaucracy wouldn’t typically be so secure, so I can only speculate that I’m dealing with a black hole of a black ops project. If that’s the case, I can think of enough policies, statutes and mandates it’s breaking to keep an office building of lawyers busy for the next decade.
So yes, I’m going to keep at it. And now I have something to go on. Two words: Project Naaczaal.
