The secure control room was one floor below the executive suites. Evelyn and I faced a wall of monitors.
On the main feed, Julian paced behind my desk with the fraudulent transfer authorization in his hand.
Chloe sat on the edge of the desk, tapping one heel against a drawer.
“Do it, Julian.” The hidden microphone picked up every word. “Take what’s ours.”
He sat in my chair and placed the authorization on the biometric scanner. The system recognized the court order’s watermark. A final confirmation box for the Aegis Trust transfer appeared.
Julian rested the cursor over “CONFIRM” and glanced at Chloe. She nodded.
Then he clicked.
Nothing happened for one second. He clicked again.
The screen went black. When it returned, the blue Sterling OS interface had turned red. White text fill
