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I looked at the display.

She was correct.

I moved the entry.

“You were about to put the evidence timestamp under system access.”

“Yes.”

She leaned back. “You made a mistake.”

I looked at her.

“I need a moment.”

“For what?”

“To enjoy this.”

“There is nothing to enjoy.”

“Veyr made a clerical error.” She said each word slowly. Deliberately.

“It was not clerical.”

“It was extremely clerical.”

I turned back to the terminal. Behind me, her laughter continued for several seconds. I did not tell her to stop.

Eventually, the reconstructed timeline filled the screen.

Mission approval.

Threat designation.

Evidence creation.

Alleged theft.

Access revocation.

Administrative review.

Flight.

Placed in the correct order, the truth became obvious.

Talia leaned back and stared at it. “They decided I was guilty first.”

“Yes.”

“Then waited for me to do enough normal things that they could make them look suspicious.”

“Yes.”

Her gaze moved lower. “Sera’n warned me before half of this happened.”

I looked at her. “He may have known they were moving.”