Salvatore flinched. "We're running double firewalls, but it won't last more than a few hours. If we—"
"Find where they're getting in," Leonardo snapped. He stepped forward, one hand braced on the table, eyes dark. "They can't disappear into the dark web without leaving a trail. There's always a trail."
"Boss—" Salvatore hesitated. "With all due respect, we need an outside specialist. Our people are good, but this is something else. Maybe we—"
"No outsiders!" Leonardo barked. His palm hit the desk, the sound cracking across the tense room. "You want to invite more snakes inside?"
Silence fell. Jay entered the office just then, carrying two cups of strong black coffee. He pushed one towards Leonardo. "Bro, drink this. You've been standing here for three hours straight."
Leonardo didn't even look at the cup. His eyes were fixed on the screens. "How many layers left?"
