"Edward Delevon."
Clara repeated the name slowly.
"Someone accessed the Blackstone archive using my father's credentials last week."
Arthur stared at her phone.
"That shouldn't be possible."
"Exactly."
She turned toward him.
"Unless someone deliberately kept his credentials active."
Arthur looked back at his father's study.
"Or someone has access to the original security system."
Clara immediately called Aaron.
"Find out who accessed the Blackstone archive last week. I want the exact time, the terminal used, and the identity of anyone who entered the building."
"Understood, madam."
"And don't rely solely on the digital access record. Check the physical security logs, surveillance footage, and visitor registration."
"Yes, madam."
"One more thing. Nobody is to contact the archive's former administrators without my approval."
Aaron paused.
"May I ask why?"
"Because whoever accessed that archive may already know we're looking for it."
She ended the call.
