the counter.
His expression hardened.
“Where is Mara’s phone?”
Nobody answered.
Detective Cole did not raise her voice. “This morning, an attempt was made to access a university repository using Dr. Voss’s credentials from this address.”
Lila’s smile disappeared.
I was not yet Dr. Voss, but I understood why Cole used the title. She was making it clear whose work mattered.
Dad recovered first. “There must be some mistake.”
“There have been several,” Dr. Mercer said. “Including an attempted transfer of confidential thesis data to an account connected to Miss
