Priority processing.
Then a hidden pane had been opened manually.
Not standard interface.
Employee-access extension.
The specialist pointed.
“User accessed Passenger Intelligence View.”
The airline vice president frowned.
“That’s not available at check-in.”
“Apparently it is.”
“That tool is restricted to security liaison and fraud prevention.”
The specialist nodded.
“Her account token inherited permissions from another profile.”
Park asked:
“Whose?”
The specialist clicked.
A name appeared.
ANTHONY VOSS.
The room became still.
The airline vice president said:
“No.”
Isaiah looked toward him.
“Who is Anthony Voss?”
The vice president did not answer immediately.
The attorney did.
“Director of Executive Passenger Services.”
Isaiah stared.
Executive passenger services.
The same department named in two whistleblower complaints.
Park looked toward the vice president.
“Why would a premium check-in employee inherit his credentials?”
“She shouldn’t.”
“Could it happen accidentally?”
The digital specialist answered:
“Not like this.”
He pointed.
“Manual token transfer.”
“Four months ago.”
“Renewed twice.”
Isaiah felt the case deepen.
Park looked toward him.
“Your audit just changed.”
“Yes.”
The airline attorney said:
“Let’s not jump from an employee-permission issue to—”
Isaiah turned.
“No one is jumping.”
The attorney stopped.
Isaiah continued:
“We’re looking.”
There was a difference.
Looking was enough.
The specialist opened the access history.
Emily Cartwright had queried Passenger Intelligence View 312 times in four months.
Far beyond operational need.
Isaiah leaned closer.
“What fields are visible?”
The specialist read.
“Corporate travel profile.”
“Security designation.”
“Government affiliation indicator.”
“Executive concierge notes.”
“Past itinerary.”
“Declared high-value assistance requests.”
Isaiah’s jaw tightened.
Park said:
“That is an enormous privacy problem.”
The vice president looked sick.
The specialist continued.
“There’s more.”
Of course there was.
He opened query patterns.
Certain passenger records had been exported.
Not entire files.
Screenshots.
Print actions.
Manual notes.
Isaiah looked toward the timestamps.
Mostly before international departures.
Premium customers.
CEOs.
Athletes.
Government contractors.
Diplomats.
A federal judge.
A defense-industry executive.
A wealthy physician.
Two foreign political figures.
And several passengers whose only apparent commonality was wealth.
Isaiah looked toward Park.
“Who receives Executive Passenger Services notifications?”
The vice president answered reluctantly.
“Concierge vendors.”
“Security partners.”
“Corporate account teams.”
“Sometimes private transportation.”
“Third-party?”
“Yes.”
There it was.
The privacy breach might not be ideological at all.
It might be commercial.
Or criminal.
Or both.