The conference room was up in flames, this was another round for Nadia to prove herself and shestill could not understand how to overcome her stage fright other than pretend her way through it. AlphaConrad at the head of the table stared at nothing in particular, he simply observed with a straight face. Every Senior Analyst in the Bradley Group sat with shoulders squared, their scents clashing intoacocktail of anxiety. 

Nadia stood at the far end of the table, her digital presentation reflecting on the wall behind her. "Asyou can see, the Northern Grid’s energy dissipation wasn't a hardware failure. It was a billing anonymous-loop. By rerouting the—" 

"Exactly my...