There, alone, like a forgotten soldier, was a single folder. It had no name.

He smiled. "I know." Telegram installs wherever you want it to. But sometimes, it ends up exactly where you need it.

He sighed, took the phone, and pressed the home button. Then, with the slow confidence of a man who had lived through floppy disks and dial-up internet, he swiped all the way to the last screen.

"Papá," she said, holding up her father's old Android. "You said you installed Telegram for me."

Her father shrugged. "Because you said 'don't let anyone find it.'"