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“Guessing passwords isn’t hacking,” Sam said bluntly.
“That’s really mean of you to say. You don’t see me telling you that sitting on your ass isn’t copping, but here you are-”
“You literally tell me that every time you see me,” Sam muttered. “But anyway, yeah - curiosity requires you to fill out a form. One we keep in the files way back in the back here. It’s going to take forever to find, Dave.” He spoke deliberately as he was typing something into the browser of the computer. Unlocking his interface, it looked like, judging by the reflection in Sam’s glasses. “Nobody touches this,” Sam said. “Really, don’t. Especially Shea. Don’t type anything in that box there and hit search, alright? No shenanigans or anything. Just wait until Dave and I get back with the form.” He stood, heading back into the dark hallway behind him, with Dave following.
Shea was quick to take his place on the seat and squint down at the screen, knocking her sunglasses down from her forehead to her face again.
She pulled the slip of paper over. “I’m in.”
“For the last bloody time, you’re not hacking if you simply-” he sighed. “You didn’t even guess a password here. I typed it in.”
“Don’t care, I’m in… and I cannot see…”
“Probably the sunglasses,” Jaxon muttered.
Teagan sighed. “Shea… please.”
“I know, but they look so cool, don’t they?” Shea waggled her eyebrows before pushing them back up on her forehead. “There. Happy, Mom?” she sniffed and bent towards the screen again.
“What was that all about? Them leaving like that?” Teagan asked.
“Oh Sam’s got a stick up his ass and in order to do anything sub-lawful or whatever around him, he’s got to pretend he don’t know what you’re up to. Even if he’s in the next room because of the aforementioned stick and can’t trust anyone to touch his computer.”
Shea typed a bit, glancing down at the slip of paper Dave had placed beside the mouse. She hit enter and grinned. “Nice,” she said under her breath, clicking a few times and printing out what was on the screen. “It definitely is Roy’s campaign fund. It’s in his name. Well, Committee to elect Roy McKinnon.”
She folded up the paper just as Jaxon noticed something up above the desk.
“Fuck, Shea… that’s a bloody camera there.”
“Where?”
“There,” he indicated, nodding up at the camera in question. Shea’s face went white, but she was still out of the seat, stuffing the proof into her pocket by the time Dave and Sam returned.
“Don’t worry about that camera, it’s never worked,” Sam said with a smirk. “Budget cuts include all the basement security cameras.”
“You might have told us that…” Shea shoved her printed off proof into her back pocket.
“And miss out on all this fun?” Sam asked, dropping the form he’d gotten for Dave into the shredder beside his desk and quickly clearing all the data from the screen. He also dropped Dave’s scrap of paper in the shredder as well.
“Thanks, Sam,” Dave said. “We got to go, get this to… to the right people.”
Sam shrugged. “Don’t really see what I did, but alright.”
They headed back out of the basement and back up to the parking lot. Shea groaned as soon as the sun hit them, popping her sunglasses back down. “Why’s he so bloody by the books?”
Dave didn’t say a word until they ducked into the car. He turned then, nodding to Shea’s pocket. “Did you get it?”
“Yup,” Shea confirmed. “It’s Roy’s campaign fund for sure.” She pulled the phone out of her pocket. “Here, Teagan. Take this thing. She tapped around on the screen and then handed it to her. Just restored it to factory settings. So Eric won’t know we saw anything. I already took screen shots and sent them to Dad.”
Teagan took the phone and dropped it in her purse.
“Then I guess the next thing we need to do is scan this and send it to Dad,” Dave said slowly.
“On it,” Teagan replied, holding out her hand and smoothing the paper out on the backseat of Dave’s car. Jaxon watched as she snapped a picture with her phone and quickly sent it on to her dad with a single line of text.“Will this work?”
She got a reply seconds later with a thumbs up emoji. And then Owen literally sent “thumbs up”. And then “That will work.”
She smiled and showed the screen to Dave, who chuckled as he started the car. “Still doesn’t know how emojis work.”
