Ava
Chris’s fingers trembled slightly as he inserted the flash drive into his laptop. The three of us huddled around the screen, our breaths held in anticipation.
After a moment, the files that Patrick had copied popped up on the screen. There had to have been dozens of folders, maybe even well over a hundred at the very least.
“Where do we even start?” I whispered, feeling overwhelmed by the sheer volume of information that was staring back at us.
Patrick leaned in, his eyes scanning the screen intently. “Try searching for the keyword ‘Leonard’ to start.”
Chris nodded, typing the keyword into the search bar. After a couple of moments, a new page popped up, this time with significantly fewer files and folders. He began clicking through folders, scanning various documen
