Ethan arrived within eight minutes, laptop bag already open before he sat down, plugging cables into Damien's phone with the fast, precise movements of a man who did his best work under pressure.
It took him twenty minutes to find the answer, and when he did, his shoulders dropped with something that looked almost like relief.
"It's not a breach," Ethan said. "It's a sync error. Your cloud backup pulled an old photo from a deleted folder and re-indexed it with a new timestamp when the security app updated last week. It's a bug, Prez. A bad one, but a bug. Nobody's inside your phone."
Damien read the technical explanation twice, jaw still tight, before some of the tension finally left his shoulders. "You're sure."
"I'm sure," Ethan said. "I can walk you through the code if you want, but
