Chapter 192

Christina's POV While the host went on about the procedural changes, I turned to Hudson with a questioning look. "Did Octavia fill you in?" I asked quietly. He nodded, his expression calm but his eyes sharp. "Tristan works for a friend of mine. I had him investigate. DuBois got a payment. Six hundred thousand, wired two days ago to an offshore account. She set up everything—the sabotage, the switch—all of it." I frowned, feeling Akira bristle inside me. "I've never met her before today. Not once." "She's just hired muscle," Hudson said, keeping his voice low. "Tristan only had time to confirm the payment details, not track down who sent it. The money was well hidden. Whoever did this knew exactly what they were doing." Interesting, Akira growled. Someone's specifically targeting us. I wonder who would bother, I thought back. And why? No time to dig deeper now. The host's voice echoed through the speakers, "The final scores are in! First place goes to... Miss Christina Vance!" A staff m