Arwen's fingers slowly moved over her phone screen as she scrolled through the report compiled about her. "How is this possible?" she muttered under her breath.
"Ma'am, even I am confused why it turned out like this," Mia's voice came through her AirPods. "The investigator said he tried his best to dig deeper into your past, but he couldn't find much. Especially the information about the three years you spent in your former high school. According to him …"
She paused, her voice tapering off as if unsure whether to continue.
"What did he say?" Arwen asked, her brows knitting together, catching the hesitation.
"According to him … someone seemed to have deliberately tampered with your records. Someone has tried to —"
"Erase them," Arwen finished for her, her voice flat but sharp. The moment she saw the redacted data and inconsistencies; the idea had already taken root in her mind.
