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"Sabotaged how?" I quickened my pace into the meeting room. "Explain."
Sera followed behind me, breathless. "The main mansion project folder — all the render files, the final blueprints, the material specifications. They were all there this morning. Now half of it is gone. The remaining files are corrupted. They won't open."
I stopped in front of the main workstation.
My three team members were already seated there, expressions tense. The large wall screen displayed the project folder — normally so organized, now in disarray. File icons marked with red exclamation points. Files that should have been large were now just a few kilobytes, empty, corrupted.