The blue glow of the monitor reflected in Cassian’s eyes, casting sharp shadows that highlighted the exhaustion on his face. In the silent Zurich room, the only sound was the faint hum of overworked servers. He pressed a button on the console in front of him.
"D, are you online?" Cassian asked, his voice rough.
"Always, Mr. North. I was monitoring Valerian's digital perimeter when the red alert from the Ashworth residence came through," a cold, mechanical voice replied over the hidden speakers. Agent D, Cassian's most trusted operative, spoke from an undisclosed location.
"Explain what I'm seeing on this screen. Tell me this is just a system anomaly," Cassian commanded, squinting at the rapidly scrolling transaction data.
"I wish I could, sir. But numbers never lie. There's an outflow
