Brian set two glasses on the coffee table. “Mia,” he said, “pasta’s ready.”She came out of the kitchen with a smile. “You’re spoiling me,” she said. “You didn’t have to cook.”Brian shrugged. “It’s only pasta,” he said. “Nothing fancy.”Mia sat down. “Better than takeout,” she said. She twirled the pasta and took a bite. “Delicious.”Brian smiled faintly. “Glad you like it.”She leaned on her elbow. “So, how was work?” she asked. “Long day?”“Busy,” Brian said. He avoided her eyes. “Meetings. Reports. Nothing exciting.”Mia tilted her head. “Come on. You’re holding back. Blacke Tech is one of the biggest tech companies in the country. How can working there not be exciting every day? I heard that it was compromised recently.Brian’s fork paused. “Where’d you hear that? Who told you my office was compromised? Nothing of such happened,” he asked.Mia laughed softly. “Come on, don't lie to me, it's out there, I know you guys may want to hide it from the media, which is a good thing, but
Nathan sat alone. His phone lit up again. Unknown Caller. He stared at it. He whispered, “What do you want from me?”The phone rang on. He pressed the answer. A voice came through, low and firm. “You are in danger, Nathan.”Nathan gripped the phone. “Who is this?”Silence for a few seconds. Then, “Not your enemy. Listen,” said the caller.Nathan muttered, “Everyone says that before they stab me. Tell me who you are, or I will cut this call.”The voice said, “They used you. You know this already. Rafael. Patricia. They left you with the blame. They were not the only ones to be blamed; you were too greedy and resentful. That is why you allowed yourself to be used by those two.”Nathan pressed his forehead with his palm. “You think I don’t know? You think I’m blind? My name is everywhere. They’re free. I’m ruined.”The voice replied, “Not yet ruined. You still have proof. Use it.”Nathan frowned. “You know about the files? How do you know about the files? Are you stalking me?”The voice
The room was quiet as the audit team finished their report. Papers shuffled. Screens went off.Mrs. Lawrenzo, the audit committee head, spoke. “The investigation is complete. The records point to Nathan Reed. No other names surfaced.”A board member leaned forward. “You are saying he acted alone?”Mrs. Lawrenzo nodded. “Every path led to him. His login. His approvals. His traces. No outside account tied to the breaches.”Another board member frowned. “But we suspected Rafael Donovan. Where is his name?”Mrs. Lawrenzo shook her head. “There is no trace. We found no connection. Every trail ended at Nathan.”Whispers moved across the table. Some nodded. Others exchanged doubtful looks.Emma raised her hand. The room settled. “If the findings show Nathan, we acknowledge them. But we must be careful how we act.”Mr. Shaw spoke. “Careful? He compromised us. The press already has leaks. His name is everywhere. We must go to the authorities now.”Mrs. Cole countered. “No. If we rush, we expos
Ace walked into the kitchen. Emma was at the table, coffee in her hand, her phone buzzing on the counter.“Any word?” he asked.Emma nodded. The freezes went through, Padita. Vanadium and the Cayman account. All locked.”Ace sat down across from her. “Then, Rafael has lost his anchors.”Emma said, “He will notice soon. that is, if he hasn't noticed already.”The door opened, and Brian came in with a folder. His face was serious. “Morning. I came straight here,” he said.Ace asked, “What do you have?”Brian set the folder down. “I learned that the accounts that Emma petitioned have been frozen. The court confirmed the freezes. Orders are official. The accounts are frozen until the hearing.”Emma asked, “Any sign Rafael has moved yet?”Brian shook his head. “Not yet. We are watching for any sign of transfers, but none yet. He is quiet, which is unlike him.”Ace said, “He is planning. He will react when he sees it.”Emma looked at Brian. “Are we safe from leaks?” Brian said, “I spoke to
The private entrance of the building was quiet when Ace arrived. Two guards waited, their faces tense.One of the guards said, “The door was locked. No signs of force. The system shows valid access.”Ace’s voice was calm. “Whose access was used?” he asked.The guard said, “Yours, sir.”Brian stepped forward, his eyes narrowing. “That means someone cloned your card,” he said.Ace pointed directly at the guard. “Check the logs. Compare the times with my real location,” he said.The guard nodded quickly. “Yes, sir,” he said, then left at once.Brian turned back to Ace. “If it was cloned,” he said, “then it was someone with inside access.”Ace shook his head. “Or someone trying to make it look that way,” he said.The two men walked into his office. The desk drawers were open, papers stacked out of order. The faint heat from the computer spoke of recent use.Ace stopped by the desk. “What was accessed?” he asked.The IT head came in carrying a laptop. “We tracked logins,” the man said. “Se
Emma got to the office early and started working on the papers spread across the desk. Lola’s voice came from the phone on speaker.“Three accounts,” Lola said. “Padita Trust, Valadium Holdings, and a Cayman account under Rafael’s cousin David Hoffman. These three are the anchors.”Emma wrote their names down in her diary. “And they are linked to Oceanic shares?”“Yes,” Lola replied.“Are they also linked with Blacke Tech?” Emma asked.“Yes, these are the prime buyers of the shares. They are the more prominent shell companies. Even though he is using other smaller shell companies for his acquisition, these three are the real deal.” Lola explained. “The purchases are quiet but steady. If you freeze them, he cannot move further.” Lola went on to explain further. Emma said, “How strong is the proof of the purchases?”“The transfers match his public moves. The proxy directors are tied to him. It is clear enough.” Lola said.Emma said, “If I act now, he will be blocked.”“That is why I