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“Well, it’s my first year with the Bureau,” I beamed at him. “I want to do well. I’m sure you can understand how that is. I need to make a good impression. And I’m guessing you’ve been through more of those investigations than I have.”
“I’ve been through my share of them,” Jack agreed.
“Maybe you can help me get the documents I need? My boss is breathing down my neck about this, and I need to do a good job.”
Jack frowned. “Well, I don’t know if I should let you into the files without talking to my CO about it first.”
It wasn’t a hard no, and I wasn’t about to take it as one. I hadn’t used every weapon in my arsenal yet.
I wasn’t particularly proud of myself for what I was about to do—but I was willing to do it. Anything necessary to get the job done. And if I could get enough information today, I wouldn’t have to return. I wouldn’t even have to see Brian Grant again.
That thought definitely shouldn’t have made me ache with displeasure.
I moved closer to Jack, arching my back slightly to accentuate my curves—not enough so that what I was doing would be blatantly obvious, I hoped, but enough that he would be forced to notice my figure.
I saw that it worked. His eyes dipped briefly from my face to my breasts.
“Listen, I know I’m not doing things by the book. And I’m sorry. I’m not trying to put you in a bad position. It’s just that I’m already behind here. My boss called me into his office yesterday so that he could yell at me and threaten to sack me.”
“Did he really?”
Not really. That was an overstatement. There had been no yelling. And I had been threatened with a transfer, not a firing. But Jack didn’t need to know that.
“I’m not asking for anything out of the ordinary,” I told him. “Just a copy of last year’s financial records.”
Jack nodded. “I suppose that isn’t such a big deal,” he said. “They’re in the computer. I can’t give you the password, of course.”
“Oh, God no.” I did my best to sound aghast. “I wouldn’t ask you to do that. You could set me up with a computer and log me into the relevant files. I don’t need the password.”
I gave his arm a gentle, playful shove. I was teasing.
He knew I was flirting. It was impossible to ignore.
I couldn’t help wondering what Mr. Grummond would make of this particular tactic.
But I was going to use every weapon in my arsenal. I wasn’t too proud to flirt and get my way. And it was working because Jack now led me over to an empty desk and even pulled out the chair for me so that I could sit down.
“I’ll go and get you a computer,” he announced. “You wait here, okay?”
“No problem.” I sat with my hands folded on the desk in front of me and corrected my posture so that my breasts protruded. Jack was definitely a boob guy. I could that he was staring.
He shook his head. I couldn’t tell if he thought I was a little over the top. Fair enough if he did—I absolutely was.
But it also seemed to be working, so I wasn’t about to stop.
Jack returned with the laptop and set it down in front of me. I turned my head away while he entered the password. I would have liked to try to get it from him—having access to the files whenever I wanted to get in would have been convenient—but he was giving me what I wanted right now, so I didn’t want to break his trust.
He pushed the laptop toward me. “There you go. You’re in the financial systems now.”
“Thanks.” I beamed up at him. “I’ve never done this before, so I don’t know if I will be able to figure out exactly what I’m looking at here.”
The innocent act was a complete fabrication. I would, of course, be able to read any financial report. I’d been trained for this.
But the indulgent smile on Jack’s face told me that my ruse had had the intended effect. “If you need any help decoding those files, you can come and talk to me,” he was so kind. “I’ll just be right over there at my desk.”
“Thanks,” I grinned at him. “I can’t tell you what a help you’ve been, Jack.”
“Well, I can’t tellyouwhat a nice change you make from the usual bean counters the fed sends over,” Jack said with a grin. “It’s nice to deal with an actual human being for once. Most of them look like the only thoughts in their heads are numbers.”
