How in the name of God did this happen, Gabriel? " The voice is kept low, a sort of undercurrent beneath the quiet drag of Rafael's pacing through the length of his study; his fingers crush the phone in a white-knuckled grip.Gabriel Greenwood, the managing director of Rafael's company, was taut on the other end of the line. "I don't know, Rafael. We're still wading through the details, but it would appear that someone here got their hands on our plans and sold them to Barrington Enterprises. This morning, they launched the product. Our exact design."Rafael pounded his fist across the desk, scattering sheets of paper. "This isn't some minor setback, Gabriel. That was to be our crowning glory. We have been working on it for months. How could somebody on the inside betray us like that?""I understand your frustration, Rafael. Believe me, I am as angry as an enraged bull. We've already started a full-scale internal investigation. The IT department is all over it digging up every digit
"You really think the managing director of Barrington will do something so low?" Bernice stood up from the chair and paced around the study room, her voice quivering."I wouldn't put it past him, Bernice. Barrington's been salivating for an opportunity like this. But for somebody to hand him our plans on a silver platter? That I did not see coming."She had moved up to the edge of his desk and stood level with his face; her heart fluttered a thousand beats. "And you're quite sure it's an inside job? That it could be someone we know?"He ground his teeth, flashing his eyes with anger as fists clenched. "It has to be. Barrington didn't just stumble upon our designs. It was handed to them, and I'm going to get to the bottom of it.""Who do you think it could be?" Bernice asked now, leaning in closer to him. "Perhaps Gabriel or even someone in IT?"Rafael shook his head. "Gabriel is loyal. I worked with him for years; he is every bit as angry about this as I am. The IT are on our side, wo
The further Rafael went into trying to piece it all together, the more of a blur the picture was, racing in his mind. No end had ever been seen to this. A way to the truth had to be there without losing everything in the process.First, though, he had to meet with Gabriel. That other had inquired into; perhaps there would be more light upon the matter, perhaps it would plunge him yet farther into darkness of doubt.Rafael got to his feet from the armchair and started his exit from the study into whatever awaited him outside, his was going to the meeting with that great fear that his wife might be the one betraying him.His phone rang as he was about step out of the study room. It was Gabriel. He answered the call immediately. “What is it? What did you find?” Impatient was evident in his voice.“I'm sorry Rafael, the information isn't leading to anywhere yet, calm down for now, I'll get to the bottom of this as soon as possible and let you know immediately,” Mr Gabriel said over the p
Rafael went to his study. He could not keep the issue out of his head, and it played cricket with his thoughts. He just couldn't shake off that nagging hollow at the bottom of his stomach that kept telling him he ought to be worried about something. Lunch only reaffirmed to him that Liam was definitely not the guy involved, and that asked more questions than it answered.He dialed Ethan's number and waited for it to be answered."Ethan, we should probably talk," he declared when his nephew picked up. "I went on a lunch date today with Bernice and Liam, and… well, I don't really think it is all that clear.""What are you saying?" Ethan's voice was taut, a little too keen. "Picked up on something fishy?""No," Rafael admitted, frowning. "Liam gave me no leads to Bernice. Well, in fact, he is convinced that somebody from his own staff thought about this."A pause on the other end, then Ethan spoke again; this time, he was more careful. "Maybe Bernice is being very, very careful. You kn
Her heart raced when her eyes met Rafael's, which were obviously made of ire and disbelief. The accusations, though, had seemed real by that time to her; she hardly felt like breathing, but she had to keep cool. This wasn't about her; she was doing this to prove her intentions to him."Rafael, please," Bernice pleaded and took a step closer, though it felt like miles of distance stretched between them. "That man isn't who you think he is."His expression turned to wrought steel as he folded his arms. "So who would that be, Bernice? And why are you having secret meetings with him?"She took a deep breath, wondering how to phrase it best. "He is a private investigator," she said with her voice already shaking. "I hired him to do a search regarding someone important; who is connected to you."Rafael frowned at this, puzzled: "Someone connected with me? Bernice, this is getting to be insane. Because if this was all about me, you should have just gone out there, out in the open, not met wi
Bernice and Rafael sat and stared at the plain, brown, very brittle envelope that Madam Alice seemed to push at both of them. So tense seemed the room, with this subconscious accusation leveled at the Hidden in the room, by the covered bird of prey. Bernice watched him as he ripped open the envelope. Her heart was pounding as though one would watch some bird of prey. A small black flash drive dropped onto the desk."Wait, what's that supposed to be?" Bernice's voice quivered, big eyes boring straight into Rafael like they held an equally desperate amount of urgency expressed by her face. She knew Rafael was already on to her, and whatever was on the drive could literally make or break her."I don't know." Rafael grumbled and got down to retrieve the flash drive. He held it in front of him like he expected the thing to talk in his hand. "But we're about to find out."He plugged in the drive to his laptop, and they both crowded around the screen as it flickered to life. The seconds se
The next morning, Rafael headed into his office with a razor-sharp look. The video was hauntingly poisoned, but he looked so cool, as if nothing was happening, while anger boiled inside him. He did not lose any time and called Gabriel's number."Gabriel, come to my office now," mandated Rafael with a cold-cutting tone in his voice.That had been instinctual on Gabriel's part, but there hadn't been a flashing open hotline for questions as the call ended. He paced a good full-length of his office, the thoughts seemingly galloping every which way as the sting of betrayal stung, and he was going to get to the bottom of this.It was moments before the door to the office was closed and Gabriel was in the room. "Rafael, what's wrong? You sounded urgent."Rafael didn't answer right away. Instead, he gestured to the other chair, motioning for him to be seated, and then turned to get his phone off the desk. Even while he completed the call, his fingers drummed on the surface."Angela, come to m
Rafael's phone buzzed; he picked it up to the receiver. He really hoped that it was the news he had been waiting for. On the other end, it was Gabriel's voice, very calm but for the thrum of his urgency."Rafael, we've got something. You need to come to the IT room right away."Without hesitation, Rafael was out of the office and on his way toward the IT department. His heart was racing as he pushed open the door before him, anxious and a little impatient. There, he met Gabriel, flanked by some specialists in IT at some monitors, somber."What do you have?" Rafael demanded sharply in his query. "Who was it?"Gabriel cast a glance across the team before he stepped to the front. "We found out who the hacker is. His name is Ryan, a young guy with a reputation who's really good. Not exactly a balloon name, but good enough to pull this one off." Rafael scrunched up his face as his mind revved up. "Ryan? I don't know any Ryan. How did he get in?"One of the IT guys, a thin man with glasse