He didn't have time to be subtle. He slammed a physical toggle switch on his desk, activating a hardware firewall he had soldered together from scrap parts. He needed to mask the download as something mundane. He rerouted the signal through a smart-toaster network in the residential blocks, disguising the massive .nsp file as a firmware update for kitchen appliances.

"Jackpot," Jax grinned. He initiated the handshake. The download bar crept forward. 10%. 20%.