In the room.
Sophie Wexler turned the small box over and over in her hands for the longest time. "How do you open this?"
'There's no switch.'
She couldn't just wait for Cillian Forrest to come back and open it. She wanted to surprise him when he returned.
'Cillian Forrest would definitely be surprised then.'
Sophie Wexler's eyes curved into crescents, sparkling as if she could already picture Cillian Forrest's reaction.
'Oh well, I'll just ask Evan Adler. He should know. After all, he's the one who gave me this information in the first place, so he probably knows how to open it.'
With that thought, she picked up her communicator to message Evan Adler, but before she could do anything, a new message popped up.
"Who's this?" It was from a completely unfamiliar number.
It had a large, compressed file attached.
Sophie Wexler looked at it in confusion. "Did someone send this by mistake?"
"Or is it some kind of junk file or a virus?"
