Using a disposable phone, I connected to public Wi-Fi and tried to access the hidden backdoors I had buried deep in LR’s system.
Just as I caught a signal, an encrypted message popped up from one of my embedded contacts in LR’s tech department:
“Ms. Rachel! Run! Mr. Blake has uncovered every hidden access! He planted reverse tracking traps! He’s been waiting for you to log in again! He’s lost it—he swore he’d stop at nothing to find you!”
The message cut off. The line was dead when I called back.
Cold sweat drenched my back. He knew my habits too well—he had predicted every move I’d make.
The man with whom I once shared every secret and every line of code was now weaving a net to capture me.
A crushing sense of betrayal and fury overwhelmed me.
That night, LR held a press conference.
Ethan appeared before the cameras, exhausted yet projecting steady determination. He blamed the incident entirely on a disgruntled former employee hired by competitors to commit corporate espionage and sabotage.
He denounced such behavior as shameless and harmful to the industry.
Not once did he mention Lily—yet he masterfully painted himself as the victimized leader of the sector.
The cameras turned to Lily.