"I thought the data would protect me," Elias whispered. "I thought if the numbers were flawless, no one could question it."
Arthur leaned back in his chair. If Elias had been trying to stage a fraud, he wouldn't have been driving so perfectly right before the crash. Or would he? The Mastermind auto_insurance.
"You didn't drive that car off the cliff, Elias," Arthur said, his voice dropping to a low, steady murmur. "You didn't even have to be in the car. You hacked the vehicle's drive-by-wire system and programmed a ghost car into the sensor array. You executed a perfect, remote-controlled accident to collect a clean payout, leaving a flawless telematics trail to prove your innocence." "I thought the data would protect me," Elias whispered
Arthur Vance had spent fifteen years looking at bent fenders and shattered glass for the fictional Apex Mutual. He knew what a staged accident looked like. He knew the telltale signs of a paper accident where the cars never actually touched. Or would he