In the late hours of a Tuesday night, Leo sat hunched over his aging MacBook, the glow of the screen reflecting in his tired eyes. He was a freelance graphic designer on a deadline, and his old version of Word had just crashed for the third time that hour. Desperation was setting in.
Just as he was about to click, a memory of a colleague’s horror story about ransomware flashed in his mind. He paused, looking closer at the URL. It was a string of random numbers and letters—not exactly Microsoft’s official domain. In the late hours of a Tuesday night,
He opened a browser tab and typed a frantic search. Among the cluttered results, one headline practically jumped off the page in bold, neon-bright letters: In the late hours of a Tuesday night,