Zara’s hands trembled as she stared at the email, her name, Nia’s face, a perfect seamless forgery.
A text from Ethan: Hey, your LinkedIn post has a weird vibe. Everything okay?
Zara typed quickly. I didn’t post that. I’ve been locked out.
The dots appeared. Then disappeared. Then Ethan again: What do you mean? Your profile is still up. I saw you responding earlier.
No.
Zara flipped back to LinkedIn. A live chat notification… her profile, her stolen profile, was active. A message at the top from Nia Brooks: Thank you all for the support. Excited for this next chapter.
Somewhere, Nia was logged in right now. Using her name. Responding as her.
Zara grabbed her phone, dialing Ethan. He picked up.
“Z? What’s going on?”
“That’s not me,” she rasped. “Nia, she’s…”
He stopped. Her screen glitched. The LinkedIn page refreshed.
Account not found.
Her profile was gone.
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