Living in hiding was exhausting. Every sound of the doorbell made her jump. Every stranger staring at her too long made her break into a cold sweat. But she survived. That was what mattered.
She opened her package—canned food and some basic supplies. A simple life, so different from her luxurious life as Alvin's right-hand secretary.
She walked to the small table in the corner of the room, where an old laptop lay. She turned it on, connecting it to a complicated and hidden internet network through several servers.
She had one thing no one else had: access.
For years of being Alvin's secretary, she hadn't only stolen business data. She stole access to the Hutomo family's private intelligence system. A system even Alvin himself hadn't fully understood, his father's darkest legacy.
She opened a hidden folder, full of documents and photos. Photos of Alvin and Audia. Photos of their children. Their routine schedules. Even their travel plans for the next month.
