Katelyn’s POV

The news on my phone was relentless. Every channel, every platform, every feed still reported the same thing.

Rachel had burned all the smuggled software inside the warehouse. Investigators claimed it was a desperate act, a way to destroy evidence before authorities could seize it.

Her name was everywhere, tangled in accusations and legal jargon, and the woman I knew, the woman who fought tooth and nail to build something honest was being buried under scandal.

But I knew Rachel. ...