CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED ELEVEN

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LEANDER'S POV "Honestly, son, how do you even manage this?" Doc asked in confusion as he and I sat outside under the big oak tree at the back of the house. Doc’s laptop rested on my lap as I tried to show him a simple example of what we do at Blackvault. “Blackvault is a cybersecurity firm,” I explained. “We protect information, digital information. Things like bank data, government files, personal records... basically anything people don’t want falling into the wrong hands.” He stared at me. “So, like… antivirus?” I gave a soft chuckle. “Seriously, Doc? That’s like comparing a lock on your front door to a military bunker. What we do is more advanced. We build systems that detect threats before they even happen. Predict attacks. Stop them mid-code.” Doc watched the screen, half-intere

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