Leo sat in the back of a neon-lit 24-hour diner, the "Download Complete" bar glowing green on his cracked laptop screen. He shouldn’t have opened it here, but the curiosity was a physical itch. He clicked.

A chime echoed. Not from his computer, but from the diner's front door. Leo looked up. A man in a grey suit walked in, carrying a glass box. 05 MB file?

The file was small, exactly , but in the world of high-stakes corporate espionage, it was heavy enough to sink a fleet.