The car sped through the darkened streets of the city, the skyline glowing like embers against the night. Inside, Isabella gripped the flash drive tightly, knowing that this tiny piece of technology held the key to Victor Langston's downfall.
Alexander, seated beside her, exhaled slowly. "We need to move fast. The moment Langston realizes something's missing, he'll lock everything down."
Damian, driving with one hand while typing into his laptop with the other, smirked. "Too late. I already planted a tracer in his system. The moment he tries to cover his tracks, I'll have full access to his transactions."
Claire, seated in the front passenger seat, turned back to Isabella. "That means we have a small window to expose him before he knows we're onto him."
Isabella nodded, her mind already working through the next steps. "We need to hit him where it hurts the most his reputation. If we leak this to the right people, he won't just lose money. He'll lose everything."
Alexander's eyes darkened. "Are we sure about going public? If we do this, he'll come after us with everything he has."
Isabella met his gaze, unwavering. "He was always going to come after us."
A heavy silence settled in the car. There was no turning back now.
Damian smirked. "Then let's ruin a billionaire."
Back at their safe house, multiple screens flickered as Damian worked, transferring Langston's confidential files to encrypted servers.
Claire pulled out her phone. "I have a few journalists who'd love to see this."
Alexander leaned over Isabella's shoulder as she typed out an anonymous message one that would send shockwaves through the business world.
Then, with a final keystroke, she hit SEND.
Somewhere across the city, Victor Langston's empire was about to crumble.
And he had no idea who was behind it.