Emily’s POV

I waited three days because the window Austin described had not opened yet and doing it too early was worse than not doing it at all.

I watched Dario’s schedule the way I had learned to watch everything in that house.

On the third day he left before seven in the morning.

I gave it forty minutes.

Austin’s contact had walked me through the flash drive process twice over an encrypted line before I ever touched the server.

The man’s name was apparently Theo.

I ...