Adrian POV
The threat report arrives before sunrise.
Adrian reads it without sitting down.
Tablet in one hand. Coffee untouched beside him. The city is still dark beyond the glass walls, lights blinking slowly as if the world hasn’t realized yet that something has shifted.
Unknown photographer.
Unregistered vehicle.
Repeated proximity to Lydia’s last two appearances.
Pattern confirmed.
He reads the file twice.
Not because he doubts it.
Because confirmation sharpens response.
“Who cleared perimeter rotation yesterday?” he asks without looking up.
Behind him, Daniel, head of security, answers immediately. “Standard cycle. No breaches detected.”
“There was a breach,” Adrian replies calmly. “You just didn’t recognize it.”
He hands the tablet back.
Daniel scans the images, expres
