"Of course," I finally clued in. "That's how you find your targets. You breach the cybersecurity at dealerships…and get ownership details.”
We had a whole meeting about this a few months ago—the investigators finally figured out how The Nightcrawlers had been getting exact addresses of their targets.
"Mhm,” Alex confirmed with an easy nod. "He just has to open an attachment, and then we can bypass their security and have access to everything."
“What attachment does he have to open?” I asked when my lips were on his collarbone. "For this to work?" Alex's large, tattooed hands were settled on my lower back, holding me so tenderly.
"Any. A document, a picture, doesn't matter. As soon as he opens it, game over,” he spoke casually, like we weren't planning a cybercrime together.
"That's perfect.”
"Oh! Jade! I wasn't expecting you today. Come in, come in!"
Julian's cheeks flushed at the sight of me in the doorway of his office. My hair flowed in relaxed waves, my subtle smoky eyemakeup accentuated my eyes, and my low-cut top left very little to the imagination.
Early in the morning, Alex and I picked out my outfit together, and while he was cooperative, he was also murderously quiet when he swiped a piece of lint from my top. He leaned against the doorway of my bathroom as he watched me curl my hair, his arms crossed, his eyebrows furrowed. And when it was time for me to go, he left a most tender kiss on my lips.
I missed him.
"Hi, Julian! Sorry, I realized I had such a busy week, I didn't want to disappoint you and not show up." I was already sitting in front of him, my back straight and my smile radiant.
Poor Julian. He shifted his gaze in discomfort, and I turned my head, giving him a chance to stare at my cleavage.
"Cute space. I guess they give investigators nice, big offices for all your interrogations, huh?" I blabbered on nonsense, counting down five seconds for him to get a good look. Sure enough, his eyes shot up to my face once I brought my gaze back to him.
"Oh, we don't question suspects here,” he stated the obvious, as if I had no idea what happened in his line of work. "We have special rooms for that."
Ugh. Julian seemed so naïve and young, and while I myself wasn’t a seasoned professional, he reminded me of someone who’d just graduated high school, even though he'd been on the team for almost a decade.
"Interesting...” I nodded, keeping my eyes on him. “This seems very private, too." All my sexual energy went into that phrase, luring Julian into a trap. It was working—Julian was lost for words.
Taking my time, I stood up and strutted to the door, closing it softly. Then, I turned on my heels and strolled toward Julian, who was frozen to his chair, watching me like I was an apparition.
Nervous laughter bubbled in my throat, but I suppressed it, letting it come out as a soft sigh when I leaned my butt against his desk, right in front of him. Julian breathed shakily, and I wondered if he was a virgin or something. Why was he so intimidated?
"Are you okay? You’ve never had a girl come over to your office before?" I asked playfully, throwing my hair back and gifting him a small smile. Julian chuckled and then coughed, stumbling over his own reaction.
"Uhm-m,” he stuttered, “yes. I m-mean, no. Not like you.”
He was so sincere. Oh man. It was bad to use poor Julian like this.
"So, what does a girl have to do to get a cup of coffee around here?" I moved past my unpleasant feeling and decided to get this over with quickly. Julian nodded and bolted out of his office in search of coffee.
I sprang into action immediately.
I closed the office door behind him and headed straight for the large bookshelves across from his desk. The spot was perfect—I located it when I gave Julian the time to enjoy the view of my cleavage. Right where two bookcases connected, I wedged in a small camera just how Alex and I discussed. My little flip phone rang at exactly that moment.
"Looks perfect, just like you. Give me a show while he's gone." Alex's silly request brought a huge smile to my face, and in response, I squeezed my tits together and bounced them right in front of the camera.
"Yeah, just like that, baby. Pull your top down,” he continued with gusto.
"Pervert." I giggled and hung up, quickly resuming my spot in front of Julian's desk.
A:If he so much as touches your finger I will??????him.
The text arrived within one second of me sitting down, just as Julian returned with two cups of disgusting coffee. He noticed the smile on my face and smiled too, thinking my joy was for him.
With a coffee in hand, I sat in front of Julian, and…it was awkward. We didn’t have much to talk about. In fact, we hadnothingto talk about.
