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“Officer,” he said quietly. “Check the time on that order. 3:04 AM. The IGP was at a state dinner in Langkawi at 3:04 AM. The SSO says he signed it from his office.”

As the handcuffs clicked, Maya caught his eye. The war wasn’t over. It had just gone offline.

“They’re not stealing data,” Rizalan said, his face pale under the fluorescent lights. “They’re erasing . Chain of custody. Warrant signatures. Judge’s seals. By sunrise, Cikgu’s conviction will legally evaporate. The SSO will show us as the ones who deleted it.”

He slammed the emergency physical disconnect—a red lever he’d installed for exactly this nightmare. The massive server rack behind them whined down. Lights flickered. The SSO portal on his screen went dark.

“One badge,” he’d promised. “One password. One retina scan. An officer in Johor can access case files from Perlis. Efficiency, sir. Modern policing.”

The alert flashed on his secure terminal: