Chapter 55
The command room fell into stunned silence.
Nobody moved.
Nobody breathed.
The glow from Serena's monitors illuminated faces that had gone pale with disbelief.
Someone was using Jonathan Carter's credentials.
Right now.
At this very moment.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
Because whoever had stolen Jonathan's identity seventeen years ago was no longer hiding.
They were active.
Watching.
Moving.
And perhaps, for the first time in years, making a mistake.
Victor was the first to recover.
"Track them."
Serena immediately returned to her keyboard.
Her fingers flew across the keys.
Lines of encrypted code streamed across multiple screens.
Maps appeared.
Financial records.
Proxy networks.
Security layers.
Whoever was behind the account knew what they were doing.
