The Code of Betrayal

of an automated alert cut thro

source code, sealed under my department's auth

was authorized from my encrypted cr

technical impossibility of it,

rk, and my best friend, Molly Chavez, standin

d with an accusation that hit m

how could y

rtment, his eyes scanning my s

. To us. Corporate espionage? I neve

ind him, a perfect pictu

t believe it

My mind raced, trying to connect the dots. The data leak, thei

m despite the shock. "My credentials w

some face. "Spoofed? Jen, we're talking about your encrypte

he head of Data Integrity. He knew exactly how secure my cr

' s tear-stained one. The betrayal was so

ld. This wasn't just a work