POV: Sloane
The week begins with tension in the air. Reports pile on my desk, but something doesn’t add up. Numbers look off, figures that once matched no longer align. I stare at the files, tracing lines with my finger, knowing someone has been inside what belongs to me.
I call my team together for an early meeting. Everyone looks tired but alert. I tell them we might have a leak, and the silence that follows feels sharp. No one speaks for a long moment. I watch their faces, my mind running through names, trying to find the weak point.
Ethan sits near the edge of the room, eyes low. He joined recently, eager and polite. Evelyn had recommended him, saying he reminded her of me when I first started. I believed her then. I’m not so sure now.
I dismiss the team after setting new security
