No one spoke.
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The name still glowed on the screen.
Bright.
Unforgiving.
Impossible.
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Elena stared at it like it might disappear if she looked long enough.
It didn't.
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"…Explain," Adrian said.
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His voice wasn't loud.
But it didn't need to be.
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Elena exhaled slowly.
Once.
Then again.
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"That name shouldn't be there," she said.
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Leon crossed his arms.
"Clearly it is."
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She shot him a look.
Annoyed.
But he wasn't wrong.
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"I mean it," Elena continued, eyes back on the screen. "They were wiped. Completely."
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Adrian stepped closer.
"How?"
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A pause.
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Then—
"I did it."
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Silence.
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Leon's gaze sharpened instantly.
"…You what?"
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Elena didn't look at him.
"I erased them. Every record. Every trace. Financials, identity, connections… gone."
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"That's not possible," Leon said flatly.
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"It is if you know where to look."
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Adrian studied her.
More carefully now.
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"Why?" he asked.
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That question lingered.
Longer than the others.
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Elena hesitated.
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Then—
"Because they were hunting me."
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Silence dropped hard.
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Leon stepped forward.
"That's not a small detail."
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"No," Elena said quietly.
"It's not."
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Adrian's eyes didn't leave her.
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"Start from the beginning."
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Elena looked away.
Just for a second.
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Then back.
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"There was a breach," she said. "Months ago. I accessed something I shouldn't have."
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A bitter smile.
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"Seems to be a pattern."
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No one laughed.
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"I didn't know what it was at first," she continued. "Just encrypted files, hidden deep. Different from anything I'd seen."
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Leon listened now.
Fully.
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"I cracked it," Elena said.
"And then everything went wrong."
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A pause.
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Her voice lowered slightly.
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"They noticed."
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Adrian's expression darkened.
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"Who?"
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Elena's eyes flicked to the screen again.
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"That name."
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Silence.
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"They don't just track data," she continued. "They track people. Patterns. Behavior."
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A beat.
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"They found me in less than 48 hours."
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Leon swore under his breath.
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"That fast?"
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Elena nodded slightly.
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"I barely got out."
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Adrian's voice cut through.
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"How?"
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A pause.
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Then—
"I burned everything."
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"Meaning?" Leon pressed.
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"I erased them."
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A beat.
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"Or at least… I thought I did."
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Silence.
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The realization settled in.
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Heavy.
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Dangerous.
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"They're not just back," Leon said slowly.
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"They were never gone."
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Elena's jaw tightened.
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"No."
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A pause.
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"They're worse."
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Adrian stepped forward again.
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"Explain."
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Elena looked at him.
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Really looked this time.
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"You think your world is controlled," she said quietly.
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A beat.
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"It's not."
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Silence.
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"They're not playing the same game," she continued.
"They're above it."
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Leon frowned.
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"No one is above this game."
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Elena shook her head slightly.
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"They are."
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A pause.
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Adrian's eyes narrowed.
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"Then we bring them down."
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Elena let out a small breath.
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"You don't understand."
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A step closer.
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Now they were face to face.
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"I tried."
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Silence.
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And for the first time—
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There was something in her eyes that hadn't been there before.
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Not fear.
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But something close.
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"They don't just fight back," she said.
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A beat.
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"They erase you."
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The room went completely still.
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Leon glanced at Adrian.
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Then back at her.
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"Good," he said.
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Elena blinked.
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"What?"
—
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Leon's expression didn't change.
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"Finally," he added.
"Something interesting."
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Of course he'd say that.
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Adrian didn't react.
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But his voice—
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Lower.
Sharper.
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"Then they picked the wrong target."
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Elena held his gaze.
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"…Or we did."
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Silence.
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Because now—
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This wasn't just about survival anymore.
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This was about something bigger.
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Something none of them fully understood yet.
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And it had already started.
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To be continued...