The Mafia CEO's Possession Contract
The man straightened up as soon as he saw me enter, sweat pouring down his forehead.
“Tell me you have something, Freddy” I said, resting my bloodied hands on the console.
“It's an inside job, Beta Stoner” the head of security pointed to a secondary screen where lines of code flashed in red. “Someone inside the mansion was the one who let Mark in manually. They used a physical terminal, not a remote hack.”
I arched an eyebrow, my wolf bristling his back at the implication.
“Are you sure? Who had access to that substation at that hour?” I asked, my eyes narrowing.