Bound by His Promise
A soft knock broke the silence.
“Come in,” he said.
A young man in a gray suit entered—one of his analysts. “Sir, the data breach you mentioned… we traced the signal. It came from Monteverde Holdings.”
Jake smirked. “Of course it did.”
The analyst hesitated. “Should we alert legal?”
“No,” Jake said, standing. “Let them think they’re winning. I want to see how far Monteverde’s pet project will go.”
He walked toward the window, swirling the glass in his hand. The reflection showed a man who looked calm—but the cold fire in his eyes betrayed the truth.