The data center was silent except for the low hum of the servers.
Leo sat in front of the terminal, the small drive still inserted, the screen glowing with the weight of his great-grandmother's legacy. He had been reading for hours, absorbing the documents, the videos, the recordings. The truth was overwhelming, a flood of information that threatened to drown him.
Elena sat beside him, her hand on his shoulder, her presence a steady anchor. She had read most of the files too, her expression shifting between shock, sorrow, and understanding.
"She was trying to fix it," Elena said quietly. "All those years, she was trying to undo what she had done."
Leo nodded, his voice thick. "I know. But the things she did... the people she hurt..."
"She was a product of her time. She made terrible c
