One drive appeared to contain files from the night Rosalind died.

Another held months of footage from Pearl’s corridor.

The files were encrypted, and the auditors had not opened them on an unsecured laptop.

Specialists were preserving exact forensic copies.

“Did Vivian put them there?” I asked.

“We don’t know who physically stored them,” Tessa answered.

“We know a badge associated with her office accessed this room several times.

Tonight, someone tried to remove the cabinet before the preservation team arrived.”