The sun dropped behind the skyscrapers, throwing deep shadows over Jace's office. Rachel's fingers danced over the keyboard, her gaze drawn to the system diagnostics running across her screen. Each abnormality felt like a time bomb about to go off.
Elena had just revealed Mark to be a traitor in the company, confirming Rachel's suspicions.
"Elena," Jace interrupted the awkward silence, "I need you to tell me all you remember about Mark's involvement. "Any detail could be critical."
Elena nodded, her face set. "Mark was the one who fabricated the majority of the documents. He is diligent, almost obsessed about his work. If he's involved, there will be traces, minor irregularities that can reveal the forgeries.
Jace sat on his desk, arms folded, and studied Elena. "And you're sure he's
