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Ronan
Location: Mobile Command
Time: Same
“We’ve got a leak,” I say flatly.
No one in the room looks surprised.
They should be.
Aaron’s voice cuts in immediately. “Name.”
“Working on it.”
I’m already pulling threads.
Access logs.
Warrant timelines.
Authorization chains.
Who saw what.
When.
Who touched it.
Who passed it.
Who didn’t hesitate.
The screens shift as I build the tree out—branching connections across jurisdictions, agencies, private networks.
Too clean.
Way too clean.
Then—
It hits.
“Oh no.”
“What?” Aaron snaps.
I zoom out.
Then in again.
Cross-reference.
Confirm.
“It’s not one leak,” I say.
It comes out slower now.
