Jason's POV
I couldn't stay in the penthouse another second. The silence of the halls was too loud, and every corner of the estate reminded me of the empty space where Sarah used to be. I was pacing the length of my office at the firm, my coat discarded, my sleeves rolled up as I stared out at the city skyline, watching the lights of the world I controlled flicker below me.
My phone buzzed—a sharp, insistent vibration that broke the silence. I snatched it off the mahogany desk, ready to tear into whoever was interrupting my thoughts. "What?"
"Sir," my lead tech analyst’s voice was strained, vibrating with a level of panic that made my blood run cold. "We’ve had a massive breach. Your VIP archives... someone is inside the encrypted server."
My heart skipped a beat, a cold sweat breakin
