"You shouldn't be looking for things that don't want to be found, Laura," a voice whispered in her memory, but her hands refused to shake.
The private study of the Sovereign Estate was swallowed in heavy, obsidian shadows, lit only by the pale blue luminescence of the active terminal. Laura held her breath, her fingers dancing across the biometric override tool she had smuggled from her family’s aerospace lab. Every second felt like an eternity, the silence of the penthouse pressing heavily against her eardrums. She knew Gerald was away at a high-tier board meeting for at least another hour, giving her the only window she would ever get.
The security interface chimed softly, a faint green light reflecting in her wide eyes as the encryption cracked. Her heart hammered against her ribs
