Peter's eyes remained fixed on Caro long after the rival's image disappeared from the screens. The operations floor had fallen into a silence so complete that even the distant hum of the servers sounded unnaturally loud beneath the pressure gripping the room. Around them, analysts stood frozen beside their terminals, afraid to leave and equally afraid to remain. The rival's final accusation continued echoing through Blackridge Tower, turning every unanswered question into something heavier. Caro could feel dozens of eyes shifting toward her, waiting for a denial, an explanation, anything that might break the unbearable tension. Yet the only gaze that mattered was Peter's. The disappointment she saw beginning to form behind his eyes frightened her more than any system breach ever had.
