New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 145

Chapter 145 Did you or did you not?

"What mr you doing?"

Matthew walked into Claire's office and noticed her engrossed in something on her computer, Curious, he moved behind her desk to pri a better look. "Are you hacking their surveillance cameras?" he asked, his tone a mix of astonishment and concem. Claire nodded, her fingers flying over the beyboard. "Vep," she replied nonchalantly I am instant, she had access to the surveillance feed.

Matthew's eyes widened. "You know this is illegal, tight? If someone flods evt, we'r In seilous trouble."

Claire turned to him with a cheekygth. "Then don't let anyone find out," she said with a wink, twming back to her screen,

As the video played, she fast-forwarded through the footage mill she found the tight timestamp. "Look, that's the person who delivered my food," she said, pointing at the screen.

Matthew leaned forward, squinting his eyes at the gray footage. "I can't see his face. He's wearing acap," he noted.

Claire sighed, trying to zoom in on the tigue. "Let's see if we can get a clearer view," the muttered. The person's mask and cap made identification difficult, but she didn't give up. She zoomed in on the uniform's name tag, her eyes narrowing Inconcentration. Matthew watched her, impressed by her determination. "Do you think the person is one of the employees, or!

, or were they paid to do this?"

Claire didn't look away from the screen, hectocus unwavering."I don't know," she immuted. "But let's see if we can get a namie."

As she zoomed in further, the letters on the name tag began to come into focus Claite's eyes lit up, and she smirked. "Got it," she said triumphantly. Matthew peered at the screen. "What does it say?"

"Mario," Claire read aloud. "Mario. It's name is Mario," She then scrunched her eyebrow. "Who the hell name their kid Mano? I never met someone whose name is

"That's odd. I think we should go down the sandwich shop to

head. "No. If we do that, they might've been aware of our movement. We need to move

trying to find his te?"

few names popped up along with their pictures, but none of them matched the man she and Matthew had seen in the surveillance footage. Frowning, Claite muttered, "None of these pictures match

pacing behind her, stopped and leaned over her shoulder. "Maybe the name is fake," he

the screenshot of Mario from the surveillance footage. "I'll scan this

the database. It took quite some time, with various photos showing up, none of which matched Matthew leaned against the desk, watching

didn't respond, her concentration unwavering Suddenly, a green Label flashed on the scene with the words MATCH FOUND. She quickly clicked on

are all his files, where he lives, when he was born, criminal charges..everything." Matthew peered at the screen as Claire read aloud. "He's been in jail three times for shoplifting and stealing cars," she said, a hint of surprise in her voice. Not as bad as

Matthew, "This is the person

we move now?"

or every move. It Emesto gets wamed, he could run away just be

If anyone is monitoring us, we need to make it look like we're doing something

in front of Claire. "Or we

by Matthew

the dimly lit room, his sharp gaze sweeping over the other men. "Remember," he said in a firm and sharp voice, "we need to

Claire Peterson Suddenly, a voice cracked over the earpiece. "Claire is leaving the building. She's

tall men with a steely demeanor, responded immediately. "Eullow her and don't lose sight of her. Boss's

people, Emesto was settling in for the evening. He had done his job as ordered and had been paid. Now, he was looking

TV. Just then, a

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