Fate Found Us — Alina Bennett's Credentials

Move. No. You don't own me. No. But somebody hit my casino tonight and they knew exactly where to go.

So I save your life and become suspect number one? You were already a suspect. Fine. Find your traitor. Then I'm gone. Until then, you stay where I can see you.

That sounded less creepy in your head, right? No. Eleven minutes before the blackout, someone entered the core server. Credentials?

Say it. Alina Bennett. Your ID, password and access token. I was upstairs. The system says otherwise.

Systems don't lie. People do. Her account just logged in again. Still think it's me?