Chapter 7 - THE CLIENT INSIDE MY HOUSE
Redwood Defense Systems manufactured vehicle electronics.
My firm did not touch weapons design.
We handled cybersecurity compliance, supplier access review, and incident response.
Lucas Trent worked in procurement strategy.
Senior enough to know vendors.
Not senior enough to access security systems directly.
Unless he borrowed somebody else’s access.
Mine.
Redwood immediately placed him on administrative leave after investigators presented preservation notices.
No public accusation.
No declaration of guilt.
The company began internal review.
I recused my firm from the parts touching me.
Another independent cybersecurity company took over.
That hurt financially.
It was necessary.
Then Redwood’s logs showed Lucas repeatedly searching for:
Lisa Grant.
Grant Cyber Defense.
Executive authentication.
Supplier security contacts.
Why?
His job did not require.
Then email between Lucas and Gavin:
Need G access before Q4 source selection.
Gavin:
Ryan can’t make it work.
Lucas:
Then mother.
Gavin:
Mother can’t spell VPN.
Lucas:
She doesn’t need to. She keeps pressure on Ryan.
That was Evelyn’s role.
Not hacker.
Pressure.
Money.
Emotional control.
She did not need technical skill.
She needed to keep Ryan desperate.
Then Lucas:
If wife cuts funds, Walker gets brave.
So the monthly six thousand was not merely money laundering.
It kept Ryan psychologically trapped.
He was secretly taking my money, routing it, lying.
Every month made confession harder.
Complicity compounds.
Lucas understood.
What was Q4 source selection?
Redwood was competing for a large supply contract.
Three vendors.
Pricing confidential.
Technical compliance scoring.
If Lucas could see rival bid timing or security deficiencies, he could manipulate internal strategy.
Would my credentials reveal bids?
Not directly.
But my company had access to compliance portals containing vendor findings.
A competitor failing cyber controls could lose eligibility.
Advance knowledge was commercially valuable.
Could Lucas alter scores?
My account had administrative privileges over our own assessment system.
Not final government decisions.
Still dangerous.
Then we discovered something humiliating.
A successful login occurred.
Not Ryan’s failed key enrollment.
Another route.
Three months earlier.
My credentials authenticated from my home.
Time:
1:08 a.m.
I had been asleep.
How?
My phone?
No.
A recovery session approved through voice verification and a backup code.
Backup codes stored in sealed envelope inside my office safe.
Only I knew combination.
Or so I thought.
Home camera footage showed Ryan entering my office at 12:41.
He stayed twenty seven minutes.
Then left.
I confronted him through investigators.
He admitted.
Evelyn had watched me open safe weeks earlier.
She remembered the combination pattern.
Told Ryan.
He opened.
Photographed codes.
One worked.
I felt physically ill.
My mother in law had watched my hands.
My husband opened my safe.
Then they accessed my professional account.
What did they download?
Two supplier assessment summaries.
One vendor risk matrix.
One upcoming review schedule.
No classified material.
No weapons data.
Still confidential.
The files appeared on baton storage module later.
Then one had been forwarded to Lucas.
Proof?
Recovered email attachment hash matched.
There.
The scheme had succeeded once.
Ryan claimed he did not know the download contents.
He only followed Gavin’s instructions.
Irrelevant.
He knew he was entering my account without permission.
Then something stranger.
One downloaded file was never sent to Lucas.
Instead, it went to:
DOUGLAS.REED_ARCHIVE.
Sergeant Major Reed?
Reed denied receiving.
The address was fake.
Domain registered anonymously.
Why imitate Reed?
Maybe to frame him.
Then file inside baton:
REED LIABILITY PACKAGE.
It contained selected emails making Reed appear to have sold procurement data.
Someone was constructing a case against him.
If baton were discovered in my house, with Reed labeled files and my credentials, investigators could infer a messy network.
Who benefited?
Lucas.
Gavin.
Maybe another person.
Then Redwood’s internal review found Lucas had been communicating with an outside competitor.
Not to help Redwood.
To sell information.
He was playing both sides.
The competitor had paid a consulting company.
Owner:
Gavin Cole.
Ryan was not helping his wife’s client win.
He was helping an information broker monetize procurement insight across companies.
Then Lucas’s account showed one incoming payment:
$125,000.
From a company registered in Virginia.
Mason Bridge Consulting.
No employees.
Who owned it?
Investigators traced.
Douglas Reed.
I stared.
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Sergeant Major Reed, the man who told me he hid evidence inside the baton, owned a company sending money into Lucas’s network.
Continue to the next part: Financial records unexpectedly connect Sergeant Major Douglas Reed to the same broker accused of exploiting Lisa’s credentials.
