Chapter 63 Recovery

"Good morning..." "Have you been briefed about what's going on?" Levi cut in on what Phillip was trying to say. He nodded. "I want you to review the security footage and find out who took that file. I want to know who is behind this." "Y-yes, sir. I'll get right on it." "I want answers, and I want them now. This is a disaster." Phillip hesitated. "Sir, I don't know if I can...I mean, the footage is encrypted. It'll take me some time to—" Levi cut him off. "I don't pay you to make excuses. I pay you to get results. Get me that footage, and get it now." "Okay." Phillip's fingers flew across the keyboard as he worked to track down the source of the breach. His sophisticated office was barely lit—more like dimly lit—and the only sound was the hum of the computers. That was how the techies liked it. Pamela stood by his side, her eyes fixed on the screens. "Can you find anything, Phillip?" "No pressure, Pam." "Oh. Sorry." Phillip's brow furrowed as he found something. "I'm trying