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I watch her expression change.

"Elena?"

"Wait."

Her fingers move faster.

Volkov hears it too. "What is she doing?"

"What she does."

"Helpful."

Elena ignores both of us.

Then she pulls up another set of records.

"These aren't new."

I look at the dates.

Years.

Not months.

Years.

Some predate the heir murders entirely.

"What the hell?" Volkov says.

Elena scrolls farther back. "The newer records use one encryption structure. These don't."

"Can you break it?" I ask.

She doesn't answer.

Her face has gone pale.

"Elena."

"I've seen this."

"Where?"

She opens another folder.

Kalliopi's files.

I recognize them immediately.

Elena searches through several documents before finding what she wants. Two encryption strings sit side by side on the screen.

They match.

Her hand rises slowly to her mouth.

"Kalliopi."