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As Mistah X taunted James, his IMs filling the screen, James called Amy: He had the creep online. They talked about calling the cops, but no sooner had James said the words than the hacker reprimanded him. Since its founding in 2002, the program's cyber squads have worked out of a cluttered, bustling office on Wilshire Boulevard, a maze of cubicles that looks more like the office of a video-game company than of a federal agency.

"I know you're talking to each other right now! James's throat constricted; how did the stalker know what he was saying? Bookshelves spill with tomes on hacking and programming.

Then they finally got a break: A few of the domain names were registered to one Luis Mijangos. Mijangos, assuming that wasn't an alias, lived on a quiet street in Santa Ana, a suburb in Orange County not far from Disneyland.

And when she finally did go back to class, she couldn't concentrate.

Amy knew it was irrational, but she couldn't help scanning the crowd, looking for her stalker. He, too, had holed up alone, away from family and friends.

The house was quiet, save the keyboard tapping in the girls' rooms, when the odd little instant message popped up on Melissa's screen—an IM from Suzy.

Attached to the note was a file labeled simply SCARY. Yeah, the IM had come from her account, but she hadn't sent it. That night, Suzy's 20-year-old friend Nila Westwood got the same note, the same attachment. When she called her friend to see what she'd missed, things actually got freaky: Suzy'd never sent a thing.

Rogers and Kirkpatrick started with the one thing they knew for certain: the hacker's e-mail.

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