Faye rolled her eyes at Theodoric's comment about her being the scapegoat, her annoyance clear as she stretched out her hand.
"Time to pay up for last night's work, dear boss."
Theodoric glanced at her before opening a drawer on the left side of his desk, retrieving a sleek black card and tossing it to Faye.
One side of the card bore a pale gold serial number.
"This is an access card for the main company's cloud database. You can use it in the mansion or this building to access our database through a specially designed terminal."
"You're quite generous."
Faye raised an eyebrow and slipped the card into her handbag.
"It's what you deserve. Once logged in, you have six hours to freely browse the contents."
Faye stared at him in disbelief. "Only six hours?"
"Considering your 'overtim
