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How in the hell does such a simple gesture cause a reaction like that?
Is it that he offered to help? Is it the kiss? The damn adorable pet name? The afterglow from the orgasm? All the above?
Shaking it off with a few deep breaths, I go to work on the app modifications. After sending the message to the guards, Cal gets started on the daily tasks, reviewing cases and checking the chat for messages from the field. Boss put a hold on new cases for the time being, so at least we won’t have any new client dossiers to distract us from the more important tasks.
After a half hour, I’ve got the app for the guards ready for rollout, so I push the update to their phones and tablets and follow it with an alert to request their first check-in.
Within a few seconds, replies come in, which is a relief since we didn’t have time to test the modification. Fortunately, Redleg’s primary field communication software has a great design, and Tomer maintains it well.
With that handled, I quickly become buried in my two priority tasks.
The diagnostic I ran on my security system is complete and revealed a few things needing attention. Unfortunately, the scan didn’t tell me all that much about how the intruder got in, which is alarming.
Shaking it off, I launch a reset program that shouldhopefullyrepair the damage. We’ll see if it works. If it doesn’t, I’ll need a whole sheet cake to soothe me.
While that runs, I resume my attempts to reaccess the West Florida FBI branch server.
But I hit roadblock after roadblock.
After an hour of failed attempts, I throw my hands in frustration and switch gears, pivoting to my other task to see what’s up with my system.
Once again, I get nowhere.
The simple bugs were repaired, but I can’t tell how they got in. So I don’t know how to prevent another attack.
“Son of a bitch,” I grumble to myself.
My shoulders collapse against the chair, and I stretch my arms to the sides.
“Mia,” Cal interrupts my bemoaning.
My hands fall into my lap. “Yeah?”
“Can you help me pull together the rest of the victim list? I’m not sure what I’m doing wrong. I can’t find these last two girls.”
“Sure. A little distraction from striking out over here would be nice.”
He pitches his head to the side, casting a doubtful glare at me. “Striking out? You? That doesn’t sound right.”
“Well, how it sounds is irrelevant since it’s exactly what’s happening.”
“Switch to the other thing. Get a win under your belt. I bet when you go back, you’ll crack it in minutes.”
My spine crumples in defeat. “I’ve already swapped tasks. And both have bested me. I can’t access the FBI server, and looking at my security system gave me nothing helpful.”
His face falls, shock taking root. “You don’t remember how you accessed the FBI server yesterday?”
“I thought I did, but it’s not working, and I don’t know why. The damn thing is airtight.” I wave my hands in front of me, gesturing toward the computer. “So I need to try a whole new approach, but I haven’t figured one out yet.”
“Considering how fast you got in yesterday, it doesn’t make sense that you’re having this much trouble today.”
I rest my cheek on the cool desk and pout. “Maybe I’m just tired.”
He leans over, stroking the hair away from my face and placing the sweetest kiss on my cheek. “I’ll go get you some coffee.”
My eyes flutter closed after I watch his cakey tush leave the office. I need to rest them for a second. Anything to stop the burning around the rims of my eyelids.
“Wake up, tiger,” Cal whispers, giving my shoulder a soft nudge.
