Chapter 111 Echoes In The Registry

The room was silent but humming with tension. The only light came from the soft glow of the dual monitors illuminating Damian’s focused face. Lines of code and old data sets flickered across the screen like digital ghosts—names, locations, identifiers long buried beneath government red tape and private-sector blackouts. Isabella stood behind him, arms crossed over her chest, eyes scanning the scrolling text. “These files haven’t seen daylight in decades.”