Malik's eyes narrow, a dangerous glint in his gaze. "Do I need to repeat myself?" he says, his tone laced with menace.
The guard swallows hard, his fingers trembling , "No sir!" He squeaks.
Malik nods sharply, "so who has access?"
"Only a few people, sir," the guard replies immediately, his voice trembling.
"The security team and the senior management."
Malik's mind races, piecing together the possibilities. Someone in the upper echelons of the company or someone who has their claws deep in Volkovs industries must have accessed the footage and leaked it.
But who?
"Find out who accessed this footage and when," he orders, his tone leaving no room for argument. "And make sure this doesn't get out any further."
The security guard nods, scurrying to fulfill Malik's demands.
