Chapter 6 — Tokyo

She pulled out her drive — a copy she'd made in Rohan's lab, the originals left with Rohan in a safe she trusted. "The DAGGER module," she said. "The vehicle access system. I have the technical documentation."He looked at the drive."You have the documentation," he said slowly. "Where did you get—""From Arjun," she said. "Indirectly." She put the drive on the table. "This is enough to take to a government. Any government. The proof is complete — client contracts, technical specs, the list of targets, three confirmed deaths." She paused. "What I don't have is Arjun."He looked at her."Your husband was here," he said. "Not now. Three weeks ago. October. He came to give me a copy of the technical documentation — an earlier version. He said he was going to have everything complete by November 3rd and then transmit it simultaneously to three journalists in three countries so it couldn't be suppressed." He paused. "He said: 'The only way to make sure this goes public is to make sure no single person has the power to stop it. Simultaneous publication. Multiple countries. Multiple outlets.' " He looked at her. "You are the third journalist."She looked at him."I'm not a journalist," she said."Arjun said that's what you'd say." Kenji reached into his bag and produced a folder. "He left this here. He said the third person would come for it. He said she would be the one who could verify the legal chain of evidence, because she was the one who understood what that meant." He slid the folder across. "He said: 'Tell her the journalism is already done. Her job is to make sure the chain of evidence holds in court."She opened the folder.Inside: a handwritten letter. Arjun's handwriting.She read it.When she finished, she sat very still."Is he alive?" she said. To the table, not to Kenji."The last time I heard from him," Kenji said carefully, "was November 4th. One day after the accident. A message through a secure channel we'd set up. It said: 'Phase one worked. Moving to phase two. Don't contact the London office. Trust Naina.' " He paused. "After that, nothing."She folded the letter."Where is the Dubai contact?" she said."Marina, yes. Her name is Leila Haddad. She runs a data rights advocacy organization. She has been trying to expose Vayu's Gulf operations for two years." He paused. "She'll be more difficult. She's under surveillance.""Everyone I need to talk to is under surveillance," Naina said."Welcome to the story," Kenji said.