The library fell silent.
Someone inside INTERPOL had erased the evidence.
Years of investigations.
Thousands of victims.
Countless names.
Gone.
Damien stared at the tablet.
“No.”
He shook his head.
“They couldn’t have deleted everything.”
Agent Isabelle’s voice crackled through the speaker.
“They didn’t.”
Everyone looked up.
“They copied it first.”
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Lucien frowned.
“What do you mean?”
“The hacker downloaded every Project Aster file before wiping the servers.”
Adrian’s expression darkened.
“So this wasn’t about destroying evidence.”
“No.”
Isabelle replied.
“It was about stealing it.”
Victor slowly sat down.
“My God…”
“They’ve just handed the world’s most dangerous blackmail archive to someone.”
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Elizabeth looked at Lucien.
“They’re rebuilding.”
“No.”
Adrian c
