Chapter 7: Ch 7: Stealing an Auction House- Part 2
Lamia's heels clicked furiously against the marble floor of the auction house's central command tower, her sharp red hair slicing through the air like a whip.
Her aura—crackling with barely restrained mana—set the room on edge.
"Find them! I want to know who hacked into the system and bought us out. I want names, faces, bloodlines—I don't care what it costs!"
She snapped, pacing with predatory grace.
Technicians, admins, and hackers scrambled around her, beads of sweat dotting their brows as they stared at screens flooded with red error logs and access denials.
One of the senior techs stepped forward hesitantly, his voice trembling.
"We... we can't, Miss Vincent. The new owner's credentials are sealed behind an authority level we've never even seen before. Not even the system's root ID can bypass it."
Lamia's fingers twitched, itching to crush something—preferably someone.
"Then what about the catalyst shipment?"
She hissed.
"We tried tracking it... but the data rerouted itself the moment it left the vault. No location pings. It's like the package doesn't exist."