Contract with God aka The Moses Expedition

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NEW YORK

Wednesday, 19 July 2006. 11:41 p.m.

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The computer found the code in exactly two minutes and forty-three seconds. This was fortunate because Albert had been wrong in his calculations about how long it would take the guards to show up. The door at the end of the hall opened almost at the same time as that of the lift.

‘Hold it!’

Two of the guards and a policeman entered the hallway frowning, their guns drawn. They were not too happy about all the excitement. Albert and Orville threw themselves into the lift. They could hear the sound of feet running on the carpet and saw a hand reaching in to try to stop the lift. It missed by a few inches.

The door closed with a scratching noise. Outside they could make out the muffled voices of the guards.

‘How do you open this thing?’ the policeman said.

‘They won’t get far. This lift needs a special key to operate it. Nobody can make it go without it.’

‘Activate the emergency system you told me about.’

‘Yes, sir. Right away. It’ll be like shooting fish in a barrel.’

Orville felt his heart pounding as he turned to Albert.

‘Fuck, they’re going to get us!’

The priest was smiling.

‘What the hell’s the matter with you? Think of something,’ Orville hissed.

‘I already have. When we went into Kayn Tower’s computer system this morning, it was impossible to get to the electronic key in their system that makes the lift doors open.’

‘Fucking impossible,’ agreed Orville, who didn’t like being beaten by anything, but on this occasion had run into the mother of all firewalls.

‘You may be a great spy and you certainly know a few tricks… but you lack the one thing that is essential in a great hacker: lateral thinking,’ Albert said. He crossed his arms behind his head, as if he were relaxing in his living room. ‘When the doors are locked, you use the windows. Or in this case you change the sequence that determines the lift’s position, and the order of the floors. A simple step that wasn’t blocked. Now the Kayn computer thinks that the lift’s on the thirty-ninth floor instead of the thirty-eighth.’

‘So?’ said Orville, slightly annoyed by the priest’s bragging, but also curious.

‘Well, my friend, in this kind of situation all the emergency systems in this city make the lifts go down to the last available floor and then open the door.’

At that very moment, after a brief shudder, the lift started going up. They could hear the shocked guards yelling outside.

‘Up is down and down is up,’ Orville said, clapping his hands in the middle of a cloud of mint disinfectant. ‘You’re a genius.’