Framed

The tech guy handling her computer looked at Wilder, like he was waiting for some kind of approval. And when he got it, he turned to Mallory.

"Yesterday, I got notified that some customer databases had been released to one of our rivals - the Wyatt Enterprise. I ran a search and..." He angled the computer to face Mallory.

"... turns out it'd been sent from your system."

Mallory realized fear had been a stranger to her until that instant. It gripped her like an icy hand, halting the rhythm the of her heart and disconnecting her feet from the ground.

Shock rendered her speechless, her jaw slackening and her gaze moving from one person to the next. What the heck?

"Wh... What're you talking about? I never sent that email." She wagged her head.

"But the evidence is glaring, Miss Harrington. The email was sent from your computer, as you can clearly seen." The tech guy pointed at the screen.

Mallory felt as though, the world was crumbling in her very eyes.

"No. This is not possible. I'v