The implications settled over the room like a weight. Every visit documented. Every late-night arrival recorded. Every relationship mapped and catalogued for future use.
"Options?"
Cheon's fingers moved across her tablet. "I can corrupt the footage before they access it. Make it appear like a system malfunction. They'll know it was deliberate but they won't be able to prove anything."
"Do it."
"Already done. The past thirty-two days of penthouse-level surveillance footage is now experiencing technical difficulties that will take approximately six weeks to resolve."
Laurana raised an eyebrow. "The girl is efficient."
"The girl is right here and prefers being addressed directly."
"Apologies. You are efficient."
"Thank you."
I walked to the window again. The representatives would be discovering the corrupted footage right about now. My father would receive their report within the hour. He'd know I was protecting my allies. He'd know I had technical resources at my disposal.
