Just enough to stop him from breaking.
If Vir ever finds out I’ve been leaking operational clearance-level info to my ex? I’m dead. Eh... maybe not.
I sigh quietly and refocus.
“So... Mehul thinks he has full access to GenVault’s security ecosystem, right?” I ask, needing confirmation.
Advik nods. “Yeah. That’s what he believes. We’re already setting up more activity log routes for his brand-new account.”
“And he thinks he has org-level clearance...” Dev chimes in, puffing up with pride, “but it’s actually sub-org dressed up to look like org-level.”
I chuckle darkly. “Perfect. He’ll go sniffing through your other client systems soon. Be ready.”
Dev laughs like it’s a game. “Oh, I’m ready. Any idea which clients he’ll target first? We can isolate the servers. Throw up extra firewalls. Worst case, if hedoesbreak in—”
Advik frowns, already slipping into risk analysis mode.
I glance between them.
Here comes the last grenade.
“Yeah,” I say quietly. “Any client linked to school systems. Daycares. Institutions that house or educate children.”
Both their heads snap toward me.
Dev blinks. “Can I... can I ask whythese specifically?”
Advik doesn’t blink. His jaw tightens. He already knows. Or at least knows enough to connect the dots. But I’m still about to make it real.
“Because Mehul wantsunfettered digitalaccess to children. Anyone under 18. And GenVault’s client list covers most of those institutions.”
The silence explodes.
“Behenchod,” Dev mutters. “Iski maa ka...that’s what this bastard’s doing?” He looks between us like we’ve just handed him a ticking bomb. “You’re telling me he will be using our system... forthat?” (Benehchod = Sisterfucker; Iski maa ka = motherf—)
I nod solemnly. “Child trafficking.”
And then it happens—exactly what I anticipated. Exactly why we waited until the contract was signed to drop the truth.
Dev goes red. His voice rises. “You—youcompromisedour clients—thechildren—just to trap this man?! Are you—”
His hands run over his scalp in frustration. “Are youfuckingserious?!”
“Your CEO knows—” I try.
“Maa chudaye humara CEO!”he snaps, cutting me off. “Heapprovedthis? He let you use our infrastructure to bait a trafficking ring?!” (Our CEO can get fucked!)
Advik moves quickly, placing a firm hand on Dev’s shoulder. “Keep your voice down.”
It works, barely. Dev still looks like he might punch the wall.
I look down at the table, guilt scraping under my skin like broken glass.
We knew the risks.
Knew GenVault’s people would react like this.
And there’s still a non-zero chance that Mehul might succeed—might dig deeper than we thought. Might unravel things we haven’t planned for.
