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The hidden room connected directly to the executive records archive.
That sentence should not have surprised me after everything else we had learned, but it did. Preston Enterprises was supposed to be one of the most secure buildings in the city. Employees needed badges to reach their assigned floors, visitors were photographed in the lobby, and the executive level had cameras, guards, and restricted doors.
Yet someone had been moving through the building using a passage Zander hadn’t known existed.
I stared at the old floor plan on Michael’s tablet while his security team searched the room below us. The office was barely larger than a storage closet, squeezed between the boardroom and the archive, but the passage behind it changed everything. Whoever used it didn’t need to swipe
