of an automated alert cut thro

source code, sealed under my department's auth

was authorized from my encrypted cr

technical impossibility of it,

rk, and my best friend, Molly Chavez, standin

d with an accusation that hit m

how could y

rtment, his eyes scanning my s

. To us. Corporate espionage? I neve

ind him, a perfect pictu

t believe it

My mind raced, trying to connect the dots. The data leak, thei

m despite the shock. "My credentials w

some face. "Spoofed? Jen, we're talking about your encrypte

he head of Data Integrity. He knew exactly how secure my cr

' s tear-stained one. The betrayal was so

ld. This wasn't just a work