Owen slammed his hand on the table. “I am not halting a multimillion-dollar route because of her! Look at the dashboard!”

He pointed to the wall screen, pulling up Northstar’s live feed. Sector 4 showed a green checkmark beside the cooling unit.

“The ambient sensor reads a perfect thirty-eight degrees. The system is flawless.”

I zoomed in on the serial number in the corner. TX-900.

A cold smile touched my lips. “That’s a TX-900 inverter cooling unit.”

Owen rolled his eyes. “Congratulations, you can read a serial number.”