After finishing her search for a new apartment, Faye took the elevator back up to her suite.
Leaning against the railing, her mind replayed the conversation she'd overheard at lunch.
"PLUTO"—she had come across that name before.
When she first gained access to the database, she entered three keywords into the search bar. The first result she got was "PLUTO".
At the time, she thought bitterly, 'What a cursed name. Is this some sort of chemical weapons project?'
The project hadn't interested her much back then. First, when she clicked on it, the screen displayed "insufficient clearance" and blocked her access.
Second, it seemed outdated—founded nearly half a century ago, focusing on biotechnology and medical advancements that didn't seem connected to the Benson case.
But now... Faye c
