Seventeen Minutes on Route 18 Wrecked an Eighteen-Million-Dollar Corporate Buyout
Bennett’s server login was cut off at nine thirty-four this morning.”
Gavin’s phone stopped moving.
“That’s not possible.”
“The confirmation email went to IT at nine thirty-five,” Nina said.
“His senior account access was removed before ten.”
The attorney turned the page over.
“Who ordered the lockout?” Gavin didn’t answer.
I looked at Eleanor.