He typed the string into the terminal window still running in the background.
Elias leaned closer, his heart hammering against his ribs. He realized the "noise" they were talking about wasn't audio interference. It was the visual snow at the edges of the frame. He paused the video and ran a steganography filter over a single frame. ND0-Ju5t1nM&@ndr3wM.mp4
The video feed froze. The two men on the screen stopped their mechanical task and turned their heads in perfect unison to look directly into the camera. The grainy quality vanished, replaced by a clarity so sharp it felt like looking through a window. "Hello, Elias," Justin said. He typed the string into the terminal window