Yewande was already standing when Hunter walked into the main office, her face unreadable in a way Hunter had learned meant she was working through something too large to say plainly yet.
"Ren showed me the name," she said before Hunter could speak. "I need you to sit down."
He did.
"I've seen this name before," Yewande said. "Not in any file the capital group ever shared with its own board. Buried three layers deep in a set of internal operating records I copied out of the assessment facility during my last month there." She pulled a laptop toward her, opening a folder Hunter recognized from the eighteen months of documentation she'd built from the inside. "This man ran something separate from the official contractor program. Something the board itself never approved."
"Separate how,"
