He looked at me, his eyes wide with a sudden, sharp realization.

“How did you…” he started, then cut himself off.

“We know about the servers in Frankfurt,” I said.

“We know about the buyer from the Beijing consortium.”

Patricia stepped forward, her voice rising.

“This is military harassment,” she said.

“My family built this city. You cannot do this.”

“Your family sold out their country, Patricia,” Vance said.

“And the city is about to watch it happen.”

Miller’s computer gave a sharp, high-pitched beep.

“First layer bypassed, Colonel,” Miller said.

“I am running the decryption matrix on the secondary lock now.”

I watched Grant’s hands tighten into fists.

He looked around the room, as if looking for an exit that did not exist.

Two armed guards stood by the double doors, their rifles held across their chests.

“It was just business,” Grant muttered.

“It was treason, Grant,” I said.

“The blueprints you tried to copy were dummy files.”

Grant stared at me, his mouth slightly open.

“What?” he whispered.

“We knew about your access attempts six months ago,” I said.