Elias frowned. He hadn't requested a transfer. He checked the source IP—it was masked, routed through a dozen dead-end servers in the Arctic. His finger hovered over the delete key, but curiosity, the developer’s curse, won out. He clicked .
The woman was there again. But this time, she wasn't in a sterile office. She was in a room he recognized. Download File RacHea.rar
Elias leaned in, his heart hammering against his ribs. He remembered the note. Don't look at the background. Elias frowned