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Useless. Well, it had indeed become useless. It has been almost three hours since she called the IT department. She had done so immediately after I gave her the order. Three long hours of cables, system checks, hushed conversations, and the faint humming of machines. Zack, the IT guy in charge, finally straightened up from the desk and wiped his hands on his trousers. “The virus was a bad one,” he had said calmly. Too calmly for my liking. “There was no way to recover anything from the hard drive. Whatever new file that entered that system would have been corrupted instantly.”

As she goes our guy answers. "Charles here beta, what happened?",I sigh. "My laptop froze on the land development file and I can't get it to work. I need to finish this before I get more work piled on top of this",he sighs. "Yes beta I'm seeing the file has a piece not wanting to load I'm going to extract it and fix the issue you will have it by end of business day today. Is there anything else beta?",I roll my eyes. "No Charles that was it. Thanks",he says to have a good day but I'm not having a good week it seems.

There was another bunch of folders. Song titles. Draft versions. Demo tracks. I shifted closer and my heart began to beat more intensely. It is, I said. Here we had stashed them. Garrick nodded slightly. “Yes.” Open the first file. He did. The screen was frozen a second. Then— Error. File cannot be opened. I frowned. “What?” Garrick’s jaw tightened. “Hold on.” He clicked another file. Same result. Error. This is no joke, I said, a little higher. “Open another one.”

I jump from folder to folder and growl in annoyance when the same error message continues to pop up over and over. Error 204: Deleted files cannot be retrieved once removed from the server. Growling in frustration, I stare at my screen and think. Someone must have gathered all the materials while I was distracted by Nolan and Chloe’s tasks. They either destroyed the files or removed them from the company database, but either way, I have no way to get them back. Suddenly, an idea pops into my mind. Pulling out my phone, I scroll through my contacts and click one of the newest names.

Her mouth twisted slightly, like the memory left a bitter taste behind. “What kind of transfer was it?” I asked. Lauren hesitated. Her fingers tapped lightly on the desk before she answered. “A wire transfer. But when I went back to pull the file again, it had changed. The name on the authorization line? Redacted.” My lips pulled into a wry smile. A cover-up had already begun. “I tried printing the document, but it came out corrupted. I logged out, logged back in. Same thing. And now, every time I try to access that trail, I get this weird error. Like someone has rerouted the file permissions.”

I don't have to give the files back. I can simply deny ever finding them.

Broken research logs. Many of them were unreadable. He clicked the first video file. The screen flickered before freezing. FILE ERROR — DATA CORRUPTED Damian tried another. The same result. And another. Corrupted. Destroyed. The fire had done its work well. He moved down the list slowly, opening each file one by one. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Until one entry caught his attention. It was buried near the bottom of the archive. Unlike the others, the file icon appeared intact.

We're working on author-nim's save files that's why we're still able to upload and edit the repeated chapters. Thank you once again for your understanding. Please be safe everyone. -OSTeam

SYSTEM REGISTER: HSM_CACHE_UNALLOCATED] [DATA TYPE: RAW_AUDIO_BUFFER_09] [INTEGRITY: 100% UNTOUCHED BY PURGE] [STATUS: READY FOR PLAYBACK] "She didn't stream this to the mirror device," Ava whispered, her fingers hovering over the trackpad. "She kept it stored locally on the physical chip. It’s an offline backup."