The office was quiet a few hours later, sunlight slipping through the blinds and casting soft shadows on the floor. Lena sat at her desk, tapping her pen against her notebook. The leftover takeout container sat untouched beside her laptop, and her coffee had long gone cold.

Her mind kept spinning with thoughts of the leak, the betrayal. She hated the idea that someone inside her company had sold them out. But she wasn’t going to let it slide. She’d fight back.

The door to her office swung open, and Arianna hurried in, breathing heavily like she had run down the hall.

“Ma'am." she gasped, trying to catch her breath....