The office building is quiet at 2 AM.
Scarlett uses the security key card Cameron gave her months ago for "emergencies." The guard downstairs knows not to question her. She's been here so many times that breaking in doesn't feel like breaking in. It feels like coming home to a place that doesn't want her.
His office is the same as always. Cold. Perfect. Controlled.
She doesn't know what she's looking for until she finds it.
The filing cabinet in his private bathroom. Hidden. The kind of place someone keeps things they don't want found. She finds herself pulling open the drawer before she consciously decides to.
Bank statements. Her name appears in red pen, circled repeatedly across months of transactions.
Transfer to Alexander Reed. £50,000.
The word beside it makes her stomach drop: "Silence."
