She didn’t even spare him a glance as she turned and walked away. If she wasn’t still trying to catch Leslie, she would have told him right there—she never wanted anything to do with him again.
Sebastian watched her go, his heart feeling like it was being squeezed by some invisible hand. The pain made it hard to breathe.
The IT room door swung open and Matthew strode out, patting Sebastian’s arm with a smirk. “Let it go this time. But if you ever accuse me without evidence again, I won’t just let it slide.”
Upstairs, in the Big X office, the blinds were pulled tight, only a thin strip of harsh daylight sneaking in. Leslie sat at her desk, eyes glued to her laptop while a red progress bar inched across the screen, decrypting a set of encrypted data.
Last time there had been issues, so she hadn’t rushed to open the file the second she got her hands on it. She waited a few days, keeping an eye out in case national security showed up. When no one did, she finally relaxed enough to check the data.
A cheerful chime signaled the decryption was finished. Leslie’s eyes brightened. She scrolled through the data at lightning speed, her smile growing with every confirmation. When the last crucial set matched perfectly, she let out a soft, triumphant laugh.
“Finally got it.”
This data wasn’t the same as what Reese had sent before, but it fit perfectly with what she knew about Blade.
“So now, even if Reese goes back to BlackOak, it won’t matter,” she muttered under her breath. The thought of Reese made her eyes flash with cold determination. With quick, steady hands, she started editing the file, swapping out her own secret server’s IP address for Reese’s personal computer.
Watching the new address flicker across the screen, a dangerous glint flashed in Leslie’s eyes.
“Don’t blame me for this, Reese. You’re the one who took away my child.”
She gave a cold little laugh and hit send.
He turned to her. “Leslie has the stolen data. The surveillance cameras caught her going through it. We’ve got all the proof we need. It’s time for the arrest.”
Relief crashed over Reese. The tension she’d been carrying for so long finally let go. She slumped back in her seat, letting out a deep breath. “Thank God. I don’t have to keep pretending with Sebastian anymore.” Honestly, she’d almost slapped him at the hospital today.
Matthew chuckled softly. “You did great. I know it wasn’t easy.”
He picked up his phone and dialed his national security contact.
“This is Matthew. We have solid evidence against Leslie—she’s in possession of the stolen core data. Requesting immediate approval for the arrest.”

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