Waylon didn’t care about the virus. He only cared about the encrypted files.
“How long until it’s open?” he asked.
Fiona didn’t take her eyes off the screen. “15 minutes.”
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No password was ever too difficult for Fiona. She barely needed to try. Fifteen minutes meant she was being careful, making sure there was no damage to anything on the hard drive. Otherwise, it would’ve taken five.
Chase stood next to Wendy.
“How’d you figure she’d hide it at the hospital?” he asked.
Wendy tilted her chin in Waylon’s direction. “Why else? Waylon practically tore Aimee’s house apart and didn’t find the hard drive. It definitely wasn’t on her, and the only place she’s stayed long–term in the past six months is the hospital.”
“I’m starting to think Madeline wasn’t behind this,” Chase said meaningfully. “But if it was some spur–of–the- moment kidnapping with no planning, it doesn’t match what you know about Henry. What if there’s someone else we don’t know about?”
There were still plenty of people hiding behind the Harrison family.
Back when they first met Mario, he’d said the Harrison family wasn’t smart enough to keep his father’s empire running this long. Someone must’ve been guiding them from the shadows.
“Henry’s got a rebellious streak. I really don’t think he’d let anyone pull his strings. Since the divorce, he’s probably been working to break free, step by step. But that guy behind the curtain–he’s never shown his face. That’s what I find strange.”
Wendy knew everyone who mattered in the business world–every single person.
Whoever it was remained a mystery, and it was possible she wouldn’t recognize him even if he appeared before her.
“It’s open,” Fiona said.
It hadn’t even been 15 minutes. Everyone turned toward the back of the computer. Fiona wasn’t that interested in the contents. She stepped aside to give them space and wandered a few laps around Chase’s office.
Waylon was already copying everything from the hard drive.
“We were right. It’s connected to Moses Group,” he said.
Everything outside felt rushed. Even the plan to capture the target had been thrown together last–minute by Ryan.
“Now we wait for the suspect to show up. As soon as they do, we move in,” Ryan said over the phone. “Mr. Fred, anything else we need to keep in mind?”
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Wendy shook her head cautiously. “No. Aimee’s car accident might not have been an accident at all. These files might be why she ended up in the hospital. She probably sensed danger and hid the drive in that flower pot on purpose.”
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