My sister smashed my glasses the morning of my thesis defense. ‘I guess you’ll have to fail,’ she laughed.

“Next semester?” Lila said, delighted. “That’s generous.”

My phone had disappeared from the charging stand beside the refrigerator.

I looked at Lila.

She smiled wider.

That was when I knew this wasn’t just cruelty.

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It was coordinated.

They needed me to miss the defense.

What they didn’t know was that Professor Shaw and I had prepared for exactly one possibility: interference.

Three months earlier, after an attempted breach of my university account, he had insisted I install an automatic emergency protocol. If I failed to check in by 7:45 on defense day, the system would send my location, archived messages, and a short warning to him and the university’s research-integrity office.

I glanced at the clock.

8:09.

The protocol had already fired.

So I pulled out a chair and sat down.

Lila frowned.

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