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Alistair leaned in. “Then explain the leaked server logs showing your company’s IP address routed directly to the Kysylian Interior Ministry.”

“Mr. Volkov,” Leo said, his voice a gravelly whisper. “You just called a BBC investigative team liars. That’s strike one. You’ve evaded Alistair’s last three questions. That’s strike two. And you’re wearing a wire to record our security protocols.” He pointed at Volkov’s cuff. “That’s strike three.” bbc tag team

Volkov’s smile tightened. “Forged documents. A witch-hunt.” Alistair leaned in

The Truth Meter, a sleek glass orb on the desk, pulsed a soft, unconvinced amber. “You just called a BBC investigative team liars

The rain hammered down on the roof of the BBC’s flagship broadcasting house, a persistent drumbeat that matched the tension in Studio 7B. Inside, the air was thick with ozone and old cables. This wasn’t a news bulletin or a period drama. This was something else entirely.