Her thoughts raced, curiosity clawing at her. The pen drive had to mean something—why else would it have been concealed? She crossed the room, her breath uneven, and powered on her laptop. With a final glance at the unassuming object in her hand, she plugged it in.
The screen came to life, and Cindy’s eyes narrowed as she scanned the files. Her hand flew to her mouth, her heart hammering in her chest. Whatever she had found inside the pendrive left her stunned, her mind swirling with questions. She couldn’t let anyone know—not yet.