versation stopped when I walked by. I could feel the

server logs to start my own investigation, bu

texted me. "We need

preliminary traces I' d found that pointed to a di

ennifer," he said, not even looking a

in the air, col

bout, Matthew? We're in

meeting my eyes. His were empty of any em

three years? You're breaking up with me now, wh

This is about the data leak, isn

, maybe-crossed his face be

ou? Stay out of it. Let the company

back on me, a

of the breakup was mixing with the dread of the

ing down at the parking lo

en I s

ing anymore. She was laughing, her head thrown back. He leaned in and k

d a strand of hair from her face

in. The breakup. The fake te

plete and utter betrayal by the two

onds. Then, it hardened into somet

sk, and started a new, encrypted file on my perso