The problem on my screen was complex but familiar. I'd seen variations of it before in my private research. The equations stretched across multiple screens, a tangled web of variables and constants that had apparently stumped Sterling Group's brightest minds for a month.
I fought to keep my expression neutral as I scrolled through the data. This was precisely the kind of challenge I lived for, but showing too much enthusiasm might raise suspicions. I needed to be careful—Dr. Wilson couldn't suddenly appear in the form of Elara Dubois.
"Take your time," Ian said, though his tone suggested he didn't expect much. "No one's solved this yet."
I nodded, already mapping the problem in my mind. "I'll see what I can do."
