Not random.
Not personal.
Something structured.
“Where did you get this?” Daniel asked.
Leo answered without detail.
“From a place I wasn’t supposed to be.”
Consistent.
Daniel did not push further.
Not yet.
He connected the drive.
Offline system.
Isolated.
The files opened.
Numbers.
Records.
Names.
Not random data.
Organized.
Transactions.
Movements.
Patterns of money.
Unregistered.
Daniel’s expression changed.
This was not small.
This was infrastructure.
Illegal networks.
Supply chains.
People.
