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“I should be done anytime now. Just a few more transactions, and it will look like this has been going on for a year. I decided to use two people from Dillan’s side. It made more sense that way. His techie, who is supposed to be good at his job, already failed once when I broke in. It won’t be hard to assume that he failed on purpose, maybe even took advantage of the situation. And then there is Keith, Dillan’s right-hand man, and a creep. He is the money man. He tracks all of the money coming in and out. This way, when Dillan finds out, he won’t question how he missed so many transactions for so long. Then there are the Italians. A little trickier since I don’t know any of them. I made their side more generalized. That way they keep guessing. I have a program routing the money through various banks before it gets to yours, so they can’t ever track it.”

Neil whistled. “No wonder it’s taken you so long.”

 

I winked at him. “For anyone else, this would have taken a couple days. Like I said, my talents lie in computers.” He licked his lips hungrily at the reminder. I would let BoBo handle him. “Stop looking at me like that. I can find all of your secrets on here too. I can multitask.”

 

He hmphed defensively. “I ain’t got no secrets.” He then dramatically rubbed himself through his pants. 

 

I snorted out a laugh. “Everyone has secrets. It’s only a matter of knowing where to look to find them.”

 

I quickly hacked into his phone from where I sat and found a certain type of video. I didn’t know who the woman was, but it was obvious she was on the younger side. She also looked a little scared. And considering the force he used, I doubted he cared that she was so scared. Possibly not even willing. That was okay though, he was sure to be dead soon anyway. I saved a copy for myself, so I could find her and tell her the good news.

 

Neil’s phone dinged with a message a moment later. He pulled it out, then dropped his phone on the floor. He frantically tried to pick it up before anyone else saw it.

 

“You don’t mess with me, and I won’t mess with you.”

 

Ivan laughed. “What was secret?” 

 

I shrugged but didn’t answer. He laughed harder and turned to Neil.

 

“I may have recorded my date the other night without her permission. That’s all.” He turned to me with a scowl. “Point taken. And know, the minute I get the all clear, I will teach you a thing or two about respect.”

 

“And you should know, if I can get that so easily, imagine what else I can get.” I winked at him.

 

Women always knew when they were being recorded. We just often let the men think otherwise because they enjoyed thinking they were being naughty.

 

The room was silent while I continued roaming through everything with a fine-tooth comb. A small timer appeared in the corner of the screen, the one I had blocked from their view. Someone else liked thinking he was being naughty. At least he finally figured out how to keep it a secret. 

 

Curious, I pulled up the street cameras. I noticed half a dozen black SUVs coming in fast. 

 

I shifted over to the security cameras for the warehouse and looped them. I accessed the alarms around the main gate and shut them off. No one would know my rescuers were here. Not until they broke down the door. I then closed out of all the tabs but the ones they knew I was on. I didn’t bother wiping the history, there was no point.

 

By the time the program finished running, it wasn’t Dillan and the Italian’s money that would be missing.

 

Ivan walked over to me, squatting down to get a better look at the computer. I tilted my head up to look at him defiantly.

 

“What’s the matter? Don’t trust me?”

 

I kept myself from flinching as he dragged a knuckle around my jaw and down my neck. “No even close.” He hummed as his hand went lower. “How much longer until program done?”

 

“Half an hour, hour tops.”

 

“And you need do anything else, or is independent now?”

 

“Why?”

 

Ivan slid his hand down the front of my shirt. “Because I am hungry and bored. And you only meal here.” He went inside my bra and felt out every inch of me. “Such enticing meal too. You look sweet, but you have much spice in you. I bet, once we wake up beast, you be real player. What you say, little hacker? Let me teach you new tricks?”

 

I stared him down, daring him to push me. “No, thank you. I’m good.”

 

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