You draft a message to Isabella, tone professional, language precise, the kind of initiative a junior analyst takes when something looks off. You tell yourself it's due diligence, not panic. But you're fishing, and Isabella is the kind of reader who can feel the hook. The words sit on the screen, sterile and correct. You read them twice, hunting for the lie you know is in there somewhere. You can't find it, which is exactly how the lies you tell yourself work. You hit send before you can second-guess it. --- **The message is sent. The fog lifts, or thickens.** [[Cybercrime/The_Phisherman/Isabella’s Suspicion|Wait to see how she reacts]] --- [[Cybercrime/The_Phisherman/The Silence Answers|Let the silence answer for you]]