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Adrianos doesn't move. Neither do I. His eyes hold mine with an intensity that makes the room suddenly feel much too small.

"Is that what you're doing?" he asks quietly.

I could lie. I could tell him I misspoke. I could turn the sentence into something theoretical and hide behind grammar until we're both exhausted.

Instead, I lift my chin.

"That's not the part of that sentence you should be worried about."

Something moves across his face. Not amusement. Something far more dangerous.

"It's the only part I heard."

My breath catches. Thankfully, a sound from my laptop cuts through the room. I turn too quickly, and an alert flashes across the screen.

Saved query match.

For one second, I simply stare at it. Then the numbers register.

"No fucking way."

Adrianos is beside me immediately, but he doesn't reach for the laptop.

"What?"

I sit and open the transaction. One of the intermediary accounts Karras identified has moved funds.

Two point eight million euros.

I check the timestamp, and my stomach drops.

"What time did you kill Karras?"

Adrianos gives me the time. I calculate the difference.

Forty-three minutes.

"This happened afterward."

His expression changes as I open the routing details.

The money originated through a shell structure Karras never mentioned, passed through two settlement vehicles, and landed inside one of the liquid reserve accounts.

Adrianos leans closer. "Could he have scheduled it?"

"Possibly."

I search the authorization data. No Karras credentials. No Asterion terminal. Nothing connecting him to the initiation.

I pull up the anomalies I found earlier.

"Look."

I show him the transaction from two years ago. Then another. And another.

"These movements happened when Karras wasn't logged in. This company existed before he became involved. So did this account."

Adrianos studies the screen. He doesn't tell me what it means.