The conference room remained quiet for several seconds after Felix spoke.
Dayo sat across from him, one hand wrapped around the now lukewarm coffee while the black hard drive rested on the table between them like an unwanted third participant in the conversation.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, New York continued moving as though none of this existed.
Cars crawled through traffic.
People rushed along sidewalks.
Businesses opened.
Meetings started.
Entire lives unfolded.
Meanwhile, hidden behind layers of glass and steel, two men sat discussing information powerful enough to shake governments.
Felix leaned back slightly.
Dayo looked at him "What is the plan?"
The question had been sitting in his head ever since Felix mentioned the possibility of a leak.
Not because he believed someone had betrayed him.
Because he couldn't understand how the information had escaped.
Very few people knew about Luna.
Even fewer knew about Jennifer being his.
