At 2:00 AM, the house was silent. Victoria was finally asleep in the Master Suite, exhausted from the colic and the stress.
Down the hall, the door to the home office creaked open. A small figure slipped inside.
Leo sat in Victoria’s massive leather chair. It swallowed him, but he didn’t look out of place. He looked like he was trying it on for size.
He woke the computer monitor. The password prompt flashed. Leo typed in *Al1stair_L3gacy*–he had guessed Victoria’s password three weeks ago based on her psychological profile.
He navigated to the secure server logs. He didn’t look for the missing files; he looked for the user who had accessed them last.
*User ID: VP_Miller. Time: 03:45 AM. Action: MOVED TO ENCRYPTED DRIVE B.*
“Miller,” Leo whispered. The Vice President of Operations. A man who had smiled at Victoria during the Christmas party.
Leo didn’t tell his parents. Instead, he opened a terminal and spoofed the sender address. He emailed the access logs, along with Miller’s personal chat history mocking Victoria’s pregnancy, directly to the Head of HR and the entire Board of Directors.
He signed the email: *Internal Compliance Bot v2.0.*
He cleared his tracks, shut down the computer, and slipped back into the shadows.