Porchay's face is still calm and collected after War dropped the bomb, while the latter is waiting for a reaction, anything, from him.

He smiles thinly. "I'm not disclosing anything about anyone in a room full of people I don't know, except that I bought it fair and square."

Soon the room is only occupied with Porchay, Kim, Phayu, Rain, and War. Kim has told the rest of the crowd to leave.

"So are you Code White?" War asks again.

Porchay molds his lips into a reluctant thin smile. "I bought the system half-half with Rabbit. We agreed to use only his name since Code White has a trust issue. Rabbit knows the guy and Code trusts him in certain extensions."  Rabbit. We agreed to use only his name since Code White has a trust issue. Rabbit knows the guy and Code trusts him in certain extensions."

"With what money?" Kim asks.

"I like to dig for information. That's what I'm good at. I dig and sell information for anyone. My only exceptions are drug dealers, rappers, and serial killers."

"How do you know they are not drug dealers, rappers, and serial killers?" Phayu asks, a bit mockingly, but that's understandable. The guy certainly isn't his fan.

"I know, just like how I know your real name down to your birth certificate, ID numbers, blood type, and particular type."

Phayu squints his eyes, warning Porchay not to say too much. Porchay smiles wider at it. He isn't afraid of Phayu, not when he has a big bad wolf beside him.

"I also mined bitcoins. Combined with them, I gained pretty good profits."

"Do you still have your money?"

Porchay nods to Kim. "Somewhere in Switzerland, Barbados, and Monaco. What's left of it anyway." Kim hikes his brows, questioning. "Well, that system that I put in your company is worth 50 million dollars, you know. That's 25 million dollars of my money!"

Kim chuckled, between amused and annoyed. His mate seems not as simple as he is seen on the surface.

Rain gaps his mouth. 50 million dollars? 25 million dollars? How on earth do these people are still calm when they hear that? And Porchay? His working 3 jobs poor friend is actually a millionaire.

"Then why are you working 3 jobs then, Kitt?" Kim sounds peeved.

"Why are you assuming that I work because I need to work, not because I like to work? I'm not some weak omega who only waits for their alphas on their hands and knees at home. Especially when my said alpha was not coming home no matter how long I waited thanks to your brother!" Porchay is raising his voice so high that it gets Rain to flinch. It's a rare sight to see him this mad.

It silences the room for a moment. The case of Porsche and Kinn is like a thorn in the flesh that Kim can't get past because Porchay chose to avoid it at all costs when he wanted to address it. He never even blurted out like this before. Porchay likes to keep it inside and bottled it up. It makes Kim mad with frustration.

"How do you know White Rabbit?"

Porchay shifts his gaze to War again. "None of your business."

War turns to Kim. After a few deep breaths, Kim asks this again, "How do you know him, Ter?"

Porchay looks at Kim with anger. "No, I won't part with that information!"

"Are you former lovers?" War keeps digging with his straight face.

"So what if we were?" Porchay challenges.

"But ...," Rain interrupts, "He's in China."

"Not every relation has to be physical," War addresses Porchay with a little smile. "And he can be anywhere in the world. People only assume he is from China because that's the language he prefers to use."

Little shit knows-it-all asshole, Porchay's face mimics what he says inside his head. 

"You have a relationship with one of the biggest and most notorious hackers and crackers in the world?" Kim throws his hands in the air. He knows there will be competition, but he doesn't know it will be this type.

"Used to have," Porchay says, correcting it.

There's a micro shift in War's expression that gets Porchay's attention. But what Kim asks cut his attention short. "You ended it?"

Porchay nods.

"Did he accept it?" War asks again.

"Why are you asking this? Don't you know boundaries?"

"Forgive me Khun Kittisawasd, but your lover,"

"Former lover."

War nods, but not parroting it, "Is a famous and very capable hacker. If he doesn't accept it and wants to retaliate, it means it is a threat to the security."

Porchay clicks his tongue in annoyance. That actually makes sense. "I'll handle it when the time comes."

"I'm not sure you have the capability ..."

Kim interrupts, "I'll take care of it."

"With all due respect, Sir. This is not something that can be resolved with money, violence, or both. The other side also has money, can resolve to violence, and is a phantom. You might not find him, but he definitely can find you."

Porchay looks at Kim's face. It fills with deep worries that it tugs the string of his heart in a painful way.

"When I say I will handle it, I can handle it Khun War," Porchay says through gritted teeth.

"Oh," War tilts his head. "How?"

"My other code name in the dark web is Wisdom."

Phayu gasps when he hears the name. The one name they have been searching for after the security breach on the main house system is actually here. He shares a look with Kim who suddenly is having a terrible headache.

His father has put a bounty on Wisdom's head for ten million dollars as the guy was continuously making the house losing money or deals. And he is only one of the few. Wisdom is just as much as notorious as White Rabbit and White Code. That means Porchay's life is constantly in danger if this information leaks.

Meanwhile, War is secretly smiling faintly. His taunting hits a jackpot.
***
It has been a continuous silence for half an hour now when there's only both of them in Kim's office.

"I don't like that War," Porchay says, killing the silence. "There is something about him that's ...," he stops himself before uttering the next word. Familiar. That's the word. Where has he known this guy before?

Deep web? Probably. With his kind of job, it is bound to be his second world. But he has seen his style in handling the system, his style and work is not something he is familiar with.

He has dug countless hackers, crackers, defacers, and phreakers before. Known by heart the names of those from Thailand and Asia especially, knowing their style too. He studied them meticulously.

Then who is War? Why the sense of familiarity?

His mate's eyes instantly on him. Deep, dark, and sharp eyes, dissecting him carefully. Porchay looks back, unafraid.

"Are you not going to tell me if War wasn't bringing this to the table?"

"Nope," he easily admits.

Kim tries to regulate his anger. "Why?"

"I know what entails. I can put you in danger."

"Me?" Kim points to himself with a laugh. There is no humor in it. "Give me a fucking break, Porchay!" he finally shouts.

"I can take care of myself like I've been saying countless times. It is you that forced me to come up to the surface! To the people like War, nonetheless!"

"What people like War?" The volume is rising.

"I don't trust him! There is something ..."

Porchay stops. He quickly runs out of the room. Kim soon follows. He is searching room by room for someone.

"Where is War?" he asks Phayu when he enters the guy's office without knocking. It is obvious that he and Rain are in the middle of the make-out session, but Porchay doesn't care.

"Home," Phayu says bewildered. "It is only polite to knock before entering ..."

Porchay cuts it, "Where is his home?"

Phayu looks to someone behind Porchay. Porchay turns his body and faces Kim. "I'll take you there."

Porchay nods.

It takes an hour for them to get there. It is a middle-class apartment. The environment is nice and clean, but it is certainly under budget for someone with war finances.

Porchay knocks on the door three times, with a strange rhythm. Kim furrows his brows when he hears it. The door opens after a minute. War looks at Porchay with a smile.

"Can I come in?"

War nods. "But he can't," his chin points to Kim.

Kim huffs an angry breath. "I'm your boss."

"I quit then."

Kim's eyes turn dangerous but it doesn't seem to affect War.

"You're not quitting," Porchay says.

War shrugs. "So you say."

Porchay tilts his head to the back slightly and says, "I'll be right back," to Kim.

"But ..."

"I'm safe," Chay says, sounding assured, "He won't do anything to me." War is giving that child-like smile he has, but it has the opposite effect on Kim. The latter can only groan in anger as the door closes.

"How long do you know who I am?" Porchay asks without a nice foreword. War doesn't say anything, he heads to the refrigerator and brings a bottle of banana milk, and places it in front of Porchay.

Porchay's favorite drink.

"Since the beginning?" Chay asks again, persistent.

War keeps his silence, eyes roaming Porchay's whole existence.

"Answer me, Rabbit!"

That name gets him to smile again. "Since I realized that I really do love you."