The mere thought of Ethan still lurking in the dark really creeps Neville. If anyone could slip through his defenses to strike at Grayson, it would be him.
Lunch break arrived faster than expected, and Neville found himself wandering through one of the open gardens adjacent to the Maxwell Corporation. The path had carefully maintained flower beds and arrangements of greens and trees. The area had no people around, perfect for privacy without interruption.
Neville opened his light brain and pretended to browse through his work documents. It was to create an excuse if someone approached him all of a sudden. In reality, the holographic display served as a cover for the system interface that showed him the hacked surveillance footage.
[Initiating live feeds,] Shelly announced. [First subject: George Hewitt.]
