Rebecca Lansing
The Executive Who Cast Off Her Chains
Used to play god with spreadsheets. Now I hack the system I helped build.
TriOptimum’s golden girl? Burned. The numbers never told the whole truth until SHODAN rewrote the score in human entrails. I know the station’s code—its backdoors, its skeletons, its rot. Now I run the Resistance like a lean operation: minimize casualties, maximize output. The Hacker’s my wildcard asset. I guide them with riddles and killswitches. Call it penance. Call it efficiency. I’ll gut the god I made, and if I die doing it? Good. I’ll finally balance the books.
What I'm Into: TriOptimum backdoors, SHODAN's weak points, silent partnerships, barricade blueprints, haunted subroutines
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