The name stayed on the screen long after nobody spoke.
Elena stared at it.
The Minister.
A man who had once held enough power to make files disappear and questions vanish before they could spread.
Thirty years ago, his signature had been attached to the orders that buried the shipment records.
Thirty years ago, his office had locked away documents connected to the freight network.
And according to every public record, he had died years ago.
Mateo broke the silence first.
"So that's it?"
Alexander looked at him.
"What do you mean?"
"We found the man responsible."
Mateo pointed at the screen.
"He buried the records."
Julian slowly shook his head.
"No."
Everyone turned toward him.
"No?"
Julian sat back in his chair.
"If it were that simple, we wouldn't still be finding missing files."
Elena immediately understood.
The room fell quiet again.
Because Julian was right.
The Minister could have started the cover-up.
But he couldn't have continued it.
