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Remo.

Has Remo finally found out about everything? Where I keep my files? But how?

That can’t be possible.

Venezia and my family are here. It would be the perfect opportunity to destroy and put me to my knees, wouldn’t it?

I step into the control room, the left wall full of monitors of CCTV cameras and a big screen to its left with codes. Eiran is clicking away on the keyboard. Khyros looks absolutely enraged, and Mikko seems to be ready to murder everyone on the spot.

“What the fuck is going on?”

They all look up at me but remain silent.

“Can someone tell me what the fuck has happened?”

Khyros sighs and looks at Eiran’s screen, which looks tainted red instead of the usual black and white. That only can happen in one room and that is—

“The files and electronics were about to combust, but Eiran stopped it in time.” Khyros pinches the bridge of his nose and takes several deep breaths.

Inside my closet, there is a secret door hidden behind a mirror that opens to a room with hard drives filled with files of powerful people from this country, including some politicians. And that room was about to burst into literal ashes.

“When?” I look at Eiran this time. “When was the threat discovered?”

“Just now, and it shows that someone has been trying to break down the firewalls since last night, since Venezia and you came in.”

I frown at Eiran’s words and look over at Mikko, who sighs.

“It has been going on for over twelve hours?” I ask, pushing past them all and sitting down in front of the computer.

Mikko leaves, and Eiran follows him, but I sit for the next hour with Khyros standing behind me as I try to build and strengthen the wall once more. If Remo has been able to infiltrate my home like this, it means there is a weakness in my system that wasn’t there before.

It means a bug has been planted.

We have a—

“Traitor,” Khyros answers for me.

I look over my shoulder to see his eyes stuck on the footage of us in our dining room from earlier tonight.

We are all laughing and talking.

This has never happened.

Until… Venezia walked in.

36

Few years ago

Where have my blueprints gone?

I’ve looked all over and can’t find it, and my meeting with the board members is in an hour. I’ve been stressing all morning over this. Cold sweat covers my back, and my hands shake. This is my last chance.

I don’t know what to do.

How could I do this?

If someone stole them and stole my idea, this would be it for me.

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