Samuel checked his tablet.
“The access attempt was made through the home network. Someone tried to download the toxicology report and the camera recordings.”
I looked toward the door.
“Did they succeed?”
“Not completely. The system blocked the transfer.”
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I wanted to know what had been exposed.
Samuel explained that the archive had been divided into several encrypted sections.
The toxicology report was secure.
The original video recordings remained intact.
But someone had discovered the existence of Protocol Black.
I stared at him.
WHAT NOW?
“We change the access credentials and move the original evidence to an independent location.”
He paused.
“And we need to find out who accessed it.”
***
The following morning, Jessica arrived alone.
She didn’t bring flowers.
She didn’t bring a handbag.
She carried a small black folder.
Mara was in the hallway when she entered.
“Good morning,” Jessica said.
“Good morning.”
“Is David here?”
“No. He went to the office.”
