Camila Davis froze for a moment.
Honestly, she’d never looked at it from that angle before.
But she had to admit—Dennis Williams had a point.
Only someone with seriously high-level computer skills could cover their tracks so well that she couldn’t find anything.
But… after all this time working together, she hadn’t noticed anyone in the team who was that much of a tech genius.
Almost as if he could read her mind, Dennis spoke up in his calm, steady way. “Spies are usually masters at hiding their real selves. You’d never spot anything strange about them day-to-day. Maybe it’s time to try a different approach to crack this case.
Think of this crisis as a test. I’m sure, with your smarts, you’ll figure out a way to smoke out whoever’s pulling the strings.”
He didn’t offer more advice—but every word was full of faith in her.
Someone who could invent a breakthrough drug and build a medical system that had half of Silicon Valley fighting to invest wasn’t about to get tripped up by something like this.
She’d just been shaken up for a moment, that was all.
Camila felt a wave of warmth run through her, and the anxiety that had been clouding her mind began to clear. She took a slow, steady breath.
He was right.
There was no way she was letting this beat her.
Especially not when her opponents were Jordan Smith and Sandra Taylor.
They’d stolen from her. She was going to make sure they paid it all back—with interest.
Camila straightened up, determination rising in her voice. “I know what I need to do. Thank you, Mr. Williams. You always seem to help me right when I need it most.”
She meant every word. She didn’t realize, though, that there was a hint of something more in her tone—something that might be misunderstood.
Dennis didn’t seem to notice, but his eyes softened a bit. “The charm I gave you last time—you’re not wearing it? Next time you’re feeling stressed, hold onto it. It helps quiet the mind.”
The words hung in the air. Had that last bit sounded… a little too close?
Before she could stumble through a correction, he answered, “Alright.”
After the call ended, his brief reply echoed in her ears.
Was that… a promise to see each other again soon?
With Dennis’s steady reassurance, Camila felt her mood lift. She was back in control.
She dialed Walter Wilson’s number and got straight to the point. “I need you to check something for me. See if anyone in our research team is a secret computer whiz—someone who’s been hiding their real skills.”
“You’ve figured it out?” Walter sounded instantly alert.
Camila nodded, repeating Dennis’s analysis. “Whoever’s behind this is hiding their abilities—even I couldn’t spot them. Take a closer look. Maybe you’ll find something.
Also, maybe reach out to the N.Z. Teck guys. They’re just as good as me with computers—maybe they can spot something I missed.”

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