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CHAPTER 90 — I Hate That I Understand
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2026-08-10 10:04:21
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*POV Derby*Noah didn't greet me, nor did he offer his usual slick, charming smile. He stood motionless near the basement exit, tapping a pristine silver pen against his tailored thigh—a small, nervous habit he only displayed when a transaction was turning sideways.My fingers tightened around the strap of my leather shoulder bag. "How long have you been waiting down here, Noah?""Long enough to watch you walk into a dark archive room with the man currently dragging this entire company into a public slaughterhouse," he said, stepping forward. His polished Oxfords clicked sharply against the bare concrete floor. "You're reckless, Derby. The board is already reviewing server logs. You think no one noticed you slipping down to Basement Three?""I don't have time for this," I said, attempting to brush past him toward the elevator bank.Noah caught my elbow. His grip wasn't violent, but it was firm enough to lock me in place. "Listen to me!" he snapped, his voice dropping into a tense, hus
One Night, Wrong Man CHAPTER 142 — Trust Me Once
*POV Derby* Daniel’s tablet slipped from his fingers, hitting the carpeted floor of the conference room with a dull thud. I didn't bend down to pick it up. My eyes remained glued to the single line of green system text displayed on the screen: TERMINAL 88-04 / EXECUTIVE ACCESS CLEARANCE LEVEL 5. That wasn't a public terminal in the lobby or a shared workstation in the lobby annex. Terminal 88-04 was the secondary workstation tucked inside the private holding room adjacent to Jordan’s main office—a room only five people in the entire building had biometric access to. "Who was logged in at three-forty-five AM?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, though it felt like a scream in the quiet room. Daniel swallowed hard, his hands trembling as he picked up the device. "The system log registered an administrative bypass token. Someone used an old maintenance override key... one that was issued during the Zurich integration setup three months ago." My blood ran ice-cold. The leak wa
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