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... er than usual. Sleep had eluded her, her mind racing with possibilities and connections. She’d spent hours reviewing the security footage from the executive floor, searching for whoever had used her credentials to access the secure server.
The culprit had been careful—wearing a maintenance uniform, cap pulled low, face always angled away from cameras. Professional. Deliberate. The work of someone who understood Ashworth’s security protocols intimately.
Isabella was reviewing the ...
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