Zane sat alone in his dimly lit office, his fingers drumming against the polished surface of his desk.
The monitor in front of him displayed a blank screen, the last traces of incriminating data wiped clean just moments before General Peter and Commander John had arrived.
The encounter with the two officers had left him tense, though he wouldn't let it show. His story about the Abomination's transfer and subsequent escape had been convincing enough—or so he hoped. But the lingering doubts in Peter's eyes had been impossible to miss.
As he leaned back in his chair, Zane couldn't help but replay the interaction in his mind. He had come so close to being caught, and the thought of what might have happened if Peter and John had pressed him further made his skin crawl. Still, he reassured himself that they wouldn't find anything. The footage he'd edited and uploaded to the security system was flawless—at least as flawless as one could make a hasty cover-up.
