She Called Me Six Times and I Never Answered. When I Found Out Why, I Revoked My Own Mother’s Access Before I Hung Up the Phone

But sitting in that dim room with Rosalie watching me, I understood with total clarity that the firm was exactly where the rot had come from, that somewhere inside my own organization a person had used my own systems against me, and that the last thing on earth I could trust right now was the chain of command.

So I went around it.

I called the one man whose loyalty was to me personally and not to the company, and I asked him to open up my own life and show me what had been done to it.

I called Devlin.

Devlin was my personal IT man — a former military cyber-security analyst who ran my private servers and my mobile network and, more or less, knew where all my digital bodies were buried.

He picked up on the second ring.