The Last Person Anyone Would Recruit

She faced Tang Li. “Why didn’t you release that recording?” Tang Li paused. “Because I was afraid. I still am.” “And you came?” “Fear isn’t surrender.” Han Shuang smiled for the first time. She inserted an old team badge into a reader. A hidden door opened, revealing a dozen drives and a paper contract. “Obsidian’s point-rigging logs, projection schedules, coaches’ signatures. I kept them for three years.” Sirens sounded in the distance. Gu Chen had reported them for theft of trade secrets. Han Shuang handed the smallest drive to Lin Zhou. “If you want all the evidence, win tonight’s qualifier play-in. Only the winning team receives access. The server will distribute the files for us.” Tang Li signed the agreement: PEAR.