The atmosphere in the cabin shifted the moment Raven set up her laptop. The low hum of the machine, combined with the rhythmic tapping of her fingers against the keys, filled the air with an electric tension. This was it—the beginning of the end.
I watched as lines of code scrolled across her screen, symbols and numbers that made no sense to me but seemed to speak volumes to her. Noah and Dominic stood behind her, arms crossed, their eyes scanning the data even though they likely understood as little as I did.
“Alright,” Raven muttered, barely glancing up. “I’ve got access to some of Lisa’s encrypted files, but whoever’s handling her security knows their stuff. I can break through, but it’ll take time. And the second I do, she’ll know someone’s in her system.”
Dominic clenched his jaw.
