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Chapter 7

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Echoes in the Dark

(Andra’s POV)

The newsroom felt heavier after everyone else went home.

Even the hum of the servers sounded cautious, like the machines knew something was wrong.

Leo was still at his desk, the blue light from his monitor reflecting off the half-empty mug beside him. I dropped the folder on the table—every printout, every copied log from the CCTV system.

“Tell me you found something,” I said.

He didn’t look up. “Not yet. The footage is corrupted halfway through—someone tampered with the digital feed before the blackout.”

“Meaning?”

“Meaning whoever broke in had admin access.”

My jaw tightened. “So, it really came from inside.”

He finally glanced at me, eyes shadowed by exhaustion. “We can confirm that after I clean the analog copy. Ms. Valerio said she’ll give us another hour before security sweeps the floor.”

We worked in near silence. Only the soft clicking of keys and the low hum of the air conditioner filled the room. I replayed the moment in my head—the silhouet
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