The joint congressional hearing room buzzed with unprecedented tension as representatives from twelve intelligence agencies, thirty-seven major corporations, and forty-three international media outlets prepared to witness testimony that would reshape global understanding of economic warfare. Sterling and I sat at the witness table, Arthur's evidence arranged before us like weapons in humanity's final battle against systematic infiltration.
"The committee recognizes Mrs. Blair Prescott," Chairman Reynolds announced, his voice carrying the gravity of someone who understood that the next few hours would determine whether American democracy survived the twenty-first century intact.
I leaned toward the microphone, feeling the weight of Eddie's future in every word I was about to speak. Behind
