"This data isn't fake, Selena. And you're about to realize that Chimera is much closer than you think," I said, placing the digital tablet on her black glass desk.
Selena Vance leaned forward, her eyes scanning the lines of code and transaction logs displayed on the screen. The room was so silent that the ticking of the antique wall clock in the corner sounded like a pounding drum.
"If this is true, Henry," Selena whispered, her voice still low but with a sharp, cutting edge, "it means Marcus Thorne isn't just trying to steal the contract. He's trying to open a back door into the entire national energy infrastructure network through my port."
"Not just your port, Selena. Vance Corp is their primary target because you hold the key to clean energy distribution. If Chimera gets access to t
