Camellia met with Alia in a soundproof side room after the last session.
Alia looked nervous.
“They’re watching everything.”
“I know,” Camellia said. “That’s why we’re doing this off the books.”
She handed Alia a chip drive.
“What is it?”
“Proof of where the 200 anonymous claims actually came from.”
“And?”
Camellia’s voice dropped.
“They’re not internal whistleblowers.”
“Then who?”
“Ghost...