“Then we have to do it tonight, before he realizes we have this data,” I said.

Mrs. Ramirez walked over, placing a gentle hand on my shoulder.

“You look exhausted, child,” she said.

“Your baby is sleeping in the next room, but you need your strength for tomorrow.”

I looked toward the bedroom door, thinking of Sophie, safe and warm for the moment.

“I can’t sleep,” I said.

“Not yet.”

I took the silver fob and plugged it into Mrs. Ramirez’s old desktop computer in the corner of the dining room.

The screen flickered to life, showing the Caldwell Innovations corporate portal login.

My hands shook slightly as I typed in my old administrator credentials.

The system paused, a small loading circle spinning on the black background.

“Come on,” I whispered.

The screen turned red, and a bold warning message flashed across the center of the monitor.

*ACCESS DENIED. CREDENTIALS SUSPENDED BY ORDER OF THE CHIEF EXECUTIVE OFFICER.*

I stared at the words, my heart dropping.

“He’s already started,” Julian said, leaning over my shoulder.

“He’s purging your access.”