“We stage a cyberattack on Blackwood Enterprises’ Taiwan headquarters, while another hits the Ashcroft Pavilion in Singapore.”
Nicholas exhaled sharply. “Wait—what? The Singapore Pavilion is one of our highest-operating facilities.”
“And Taiwan is one of Blackwood’s most profitable,” Harper said calmly. “That’s the point.”
She leaned back in her chair. “Internally, the attacks are contained. Less than an hour of disruption. No permanent damage. No data loss.”
A pause, the weight of the plan settling over the room.
“Externally,” she continued, voice steady, “it will look catastrophic.”
Damien’s eyes narrowed. Nicholas’s jaw tightened.
“Every minute those facilities are down costs millions,” Harper went on. “Losses that demand your presence. Both of you. Publicly.”
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