The Democratic Party's primary election was less than three months away.
Inside Leo's campaign headquarters, Karen Miller sat in the center of the room, directing the polling team and data analysts.
Frank was in a corner, roaring into his phone as he organized the next day's canvassing event in the North District.
Sarah, wearing headphones, stared at three screens, her fingers flying as she replied to comments on social media.
Everything seemed to be in perfect order.
Until Ben, the intern in charge of data entry, let out a terrified scream.
"Karen, something's wrong! I can't log into the VAN System!"
The cry instantly cut through the din of the room.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look at the terminal in the corner.
Karen Miller was the first to react.
She threw down her pen and rushed over to Ben.
"What happened? Is it a network issue?"
"N-no... not the network." Ben's voice trembled. "It says my account has been locked."
