The message on Ethan’s phone hung in the air like a silent explosion. Lila stared at the screen, her mind struggling to process what she had just seen. The security camera image from Morgan Industries showed the executive server room clearly. Marcus Reed stood beside the central system terminal, his back slightly turned toward the camera. But the real shock wasn’t Marcus. It was the man standing behind him with calm confidence, his hands resting casually in his pockets as if the theft of billions of dollars was nothing more than a routine business decision. Director William Hayes looked directly into the camera lens, his expression relaxed and almost amused. Beneath the image the message remained painfully simple: You’re already too late.
Lila felt the room tilt slightly. “This… this can’
