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After a week.

"Do you even understand the severity of what is taking place, Rafael?" Ethan's voice sliced through the tense air like a knife as he paced the length of the office. "Millions, just disappearing from our accounts. Sensitive data leaking as if it's an open faucet. And you're sitting here, cool as if it's just a storm that is passing by."

Rafael leaned back in his sleek desk