Metafire

"You know," Dr. O'Leary decided to keep things as light as possible, "it's our business to make complete copies. We could, with the touch of a button, make you a complete copy of ourselves, and put it anywhere you want on the Internet."

"We'll do that ourselves, sir." The agent was not amused. "Please, you must vacate the premises."

"You probably don't realize it, but the software your agents use to make your copies for searching computer records is our software." Now he wanted to see what kind of person this agent was.

"That may be the case, sir. I can't ask again. Please walk out now."

Dr. O'Leary started walking out. "May I call our attorney?"

"Yes, sir. Once we are outside. You may phone an attorney. " He pulled out his cellular digital phone and handed it to Dr. O'Leary.

The other agents walked around the offices looking at the different systems. There were four Sun Microsystems computers, a couple of Microsoft PCs, and a Silicon Graphics machine arranged on 19 inch racks in a back room. Also, in the back room, were communications modems with their lights blinking to show modem traffic and status. The agents clicked around on several of the terminals. They found an Internet browser and then called up the FBI's central data repository, executed the FBI's copy of the Metafire Archiver, and stood back to wait until it indicated completion of a full copy to the FBI of all the material behind the Metafire Internet firewalls.