“If you don’t show me, a nine-year-old girl is toast,” I said, leaning in. “Take your pick, Kevin.”
He looked at my face, saw I wasn’t bluffing, and sighed. He spun his chair around and started typing. “Okay, look here. The overrides happen once a month, usually the night before her appointment. But look at the timestamp.”
I squinted at the glowing blue screen.
Entry: 03:14 AM. Entry: 03:12 AM. Entry: 03:45 AM.
“Who is working billing at 3:00 AM?” I asked. “The billing department closes at 6:00 PM. The lights are off.”
“Exactly,” Kevin said, lowering his voice to a whisper. “The login ID used is ‘ADMIN_ROOT’. That’s the master key. Only three people have that password. The CFO, the CEO… and the legacy account from the old system that was never deleted because the code is too spaghetti to untangle.”
“Who owns the legacy account?”
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