SPILL THE BEANS

I am not sure what I expected from John the hacker but watching him rattle off details felt almost surreal. I leaned back, arms crossed, smirking as Ayel leaned in, curiosity etched across his face.

"So, what exactly did you grab from Kaveesha's laptop?" Ayel asked, his tone laced with intrigue.

John's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Oh, you would not believe it. I got my hands on documents with President Gregory's name all over them. But there is more—a file detailing Armand's time in that children's home."

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Why the hell would you want that file?"

He shrugged, a self-satisfied grin creeping onto his face. "It was all part of the folder I accessed. Did not even have to dig for it."

Ayel leaned closer, conspiratorially. "But how did you hack in? You do not have access to Armand's Inc., do you?"