The screen went black.
But the damage stayed.
Elena didn’t move.
Her eyes were still fixed where the feed had been—
Like if she looked hard enough, it would come back.
It didn’t.
Adrian exhaled slowly.
“That wasn’t a bluff.”
“No,” Elena said.
Her voice had gone quiet again.
Dangerously quiet.
“Those feeds were real.”
A pause.
“Live.”
Adrian stepped closer.
“And one of them—”
“—is inside,” Elena finished.
Silence settled between them.
Heavy.
Because this wasn’t just about Marcus anymore.
This was proximity.
Access.
Trust.
“Elena,” Adrian said carefully,
“how many people have that level of clearance?”
She didn’t answer immediately.
Because she was already calculating.
Filtering.
Eliminating.
“Too many,” she said finally.
“That’s not helpful.”
“It’s accurate.”
A beat.
“Board members. Senior analysts. Legal oversight. Internal security.”
Adrian’s jaw tightened.
“So we narrow it down.”
“Yes.”
“How?”
Elena turned.
Her eyes sharp again.
Focused.
Working.
“We stop thinking like victims.”
Adrian raised an eyebrow.
“And start?”
“Hunting.”
The word came clean.
Cold.
Familiar now.
Adrian nodded once.
“Good.”
Elena moved to the desk.
Pulled up system logs.
Access trails.
Security overlays.
Her fingers moved fast.
Precise.
Controlled.
“We track the feeds,” she said.
“They had internal camera access.”
Adrian leaned beside her.
Close again.
“That means security override.”
“Yes.”
“And only a few people can do that.”
Elena nodded.
“Exactly.”
The system loaded.
Lines of code.
Access points.
Time stamps.
Elena scanned everything.
Then—
She stopped.
Just for a second.
Adrian noticed instantly.
“What?”
She didn’t answer.
She zoomed in.
Cross-referenced.
Checked again.
Her expression didn’t break.
But something in it—
Shifted.
Sharp.
Focused.
Dangerous.
“Elena.”
Her voice came low.
“…no.”
Adrian moved closer.
“What is it?”
She turned the screen toward him.
A single access log.
Clean.
Precise.
Undeniable.
Authorization granted.
Security override.
Live feed access.
User ID—
Recognizable.
Too recognizable.
Adrian’s eyes narrowed.
“That’s…”
He didn’t finish.
Because he didn’t need to.
They both saw it.
They both understood it.
Elena’s voice dropped.
“Internal.”
A pause.
“Very internal.”
Silence.
Because this wasn’t just someone inside the company.
This was someone close.
Someone trusted.
Someone who shouldn’t—
Ever—
Be on that list.
Adrian straightened slightly.
“Could it be planted?”
Elena shook her head.
“No.”
“Altered?”
“No.”
“Then it’s real.”
“Yes.”
The word landed heavy.
Final.
Adrian looked at her.
“What do we do?”
Elena didn’t hesitate.
“We confirm.”
“How?”
She turned back to the system.
Pulled another layer.
Another log.
Another check.
Everything aligned.
Perfectly.
Too perfectly.
“That’s not hesitation,” Adrian said quietly.
“That’s certainty.”
Elena didn’t respond.
Because it was.
And certainty—
Was dangerous.
Especially now.
“Say it,” Adrian said.
Elena’s hands stilled.
Just for a moment.
Then—
She spoke.
“It’s him.”
Silence.
Adrian’s expression hardened.
“You’re sure?”
“Yes.”
“No doubt?”
“None.”
A pause.
Then—
Adrian exhaled slowly.
“Then we have a problem.”
Elena looked at him.
“No.”
A beat.
“We have a target.”
That—
That was her shift.
Not fear.
Not shock.
Focus.
Precision.
Control.
Adrian studied her.
“You’re not surprised.”
“I am.”
“Then why don’t you look it?”
Elena’s voice dropped.
“Because surprise is a delay.”
A pause.
“And I don’t have time for that.”
Silence.
Then—
Adrian nodded once.
“Alright.”
A beat.
“What’s the move?”
Elena’s eyes sharpened.
“We don’t confront.”
“Why not?”
“Because if he knows we know…”
A pause.
“He disappears.”
Adrian considered that.
“And we lose the trail.”
“Yes.”
Silence.
Then—
“We watch him,” Adrian said.
Elena nodded.
“Closely.”
A pause.
“We track every move.”
“Every call.”
“Every access.”
“Every deviation.”
Adrian’s lips curved slightly.
“You’re building a counter-system.”
“Yes.”
A beat.
“Inside his.”
That—
That was dangerous.
But necessary.
Elena stepped back from the desk.
Thinking ahead.
Fast.
Strategic.
“He thinks he’s hidden,” she said.
“He’s not.”
Adrian crossed his arms.
“He’s confident.”
“Yes.”
“And confident people make mistakes.”
Elena looked at him.
“Eventually.”
A pause.
“Not immediately.”
Adrian nodded.
“So we wait.”
Elena shook her head slightly.
“No.”
A beat.
“We pressure.”
“How?”
Elena’s lips curved faintly.
“Indirectly.”
Silence.
Because that meant—
Mind games.
The same ones Marcus played.
But now—
They were playing back.
Adrian stepped closer.
“And if he realizes?”
Elena met his gaze.
“Then we accelerate.”
A pause.
“Before he does.”
Silence stretched.
Then—
Adrian said quietly—
“You’re enjoying this.”
Elena didn’t deny it.
“Control,” she said simply.
A beat.
“Feels better when it’s earned back.”
That—
That was honest.
And dangerous.
Suddenly—
Her phone buzzed again.
Both of them looked at it.
Another unknown message.
Another move.
Elena opened it.
Read it.
And this time—
She didn’t freeze.
Didn’t react.
Didn’t hesitate.
She just handed it to Adrian.
He read it.
Once.
Then again.
Slower.
Because the message—
Wasn’t vague.
Wasn’t subtle.
It was direct.
“You’re looking in the right place… but asking the wrong question.”
Adrian looked at her.
“What does that mean?”
Elena’s eyes sharpened.
“It means…”
A pause.
“…he’s not alone.”
Silence hit hard.
Because that—
Changed everything.
Again.
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Chapter 29 Ending Hook:
The insider isn’t working alone… there’s more than one person inside the system.