midfr0st sat on his balcony, digesting what he had overheard earlier that evening. The smoke filled his lungs and he was starting to get stiff from the cold. But that was of no concern to him. The music from his iPod just vaguely touched his mind.
He had gone over the plan in his head several times and after doing a quick risk analysis he knew it was a very dumb idea. Still, those security consultants were very stupid. In some strange way he didn’t feel he could reward that kind of idiotic behavior by not taking action.
Thomas and Hans had said they were handing over the security assessment report on Wednesday at 10:30 am, which gave midfr0st just under 80 hours until DiMavia would start addressing their security problems. From what he could tell the consultants had just installed a new firewall, and even if he didn’t hold those people in high esteem they might be monitoring the freshly installed box and it would be a bad idea to start pounding it. The time factor made social engineering the best approach, however, lack of information prompted a physical visit. The mere thought of it made midfr0st uncomfortable.
It intrigued him that he hardly found any information about the company on the web, aside from their website which claimed they offered some sort of financial services. He found a few people at LinkedIn who had worked there in the past.
Damn it’s cold, he thought and left the balcony. Compared to the restaurant his apartment looked like a total mess, there must be around twenty boxes here. midfr0st switched on the lights and suddenly was disgusted by all the dust, he missed the harmony from the restaurant where everything was so clean. Though he had enjoyed the music while dining, he picked up his Sonos controller, soon Satyricon was screaming through the speakers.
The cleaning will have to wait some more, midfr0st opened up OneNote and made a list. Tomorrow he would visit the DiMavia office and scout for cctv cameras, if he saw a single one he would back out. He almost hoped he would spot one, if he didn’t it would be time to go shopping.