James

Adam is safely born. Beth is asleep. Richard too…

Nervous exhaustion?

Lol!

It’s quiet. And it’s dark.

And it’s the first real chance I’ve had to sit quietly. To think…

… To consider what Charlotte said.

But… but… you sent me an email, with the link to the site and that photo. I went right through it. They had some lovely things. But I knew you liked that corset so I bought it.

I turn the words over in my head.

Not like her to fall for something like that… Way too canny…

Too suspicious…

So it must have been good.

?

It seemed to come from me…

So, someone had my email address…

And baited the message with something so perfect Charlotte had no reason to doubt it…

And they… they…

… they what?

They sold her a corset…

?

?

Weird or what…

Yes… What?

How could they know her that well? To target her so well?

*****

“Charlotte, do you still have that email? The one you said I sent you. Or have you wiped it?”

She glances up from her laptop. “I was just about to wipe it. Why?”

“I’d like to see it. And the invoice for the corset if you still have it. And the packing slip.”

face clears. “Sure. Gimme

sheets. “Invoice and

thing is, this has all the hallmarks of a scam, except that all it appears

to have achieved?” She swallows. “I’ve not done something

the only intention was to sell you expensive underwear.” I snap my fingers at the sheets in her

know what I’m looking for, but somewhere in the back

*****

The lingerie company appears to be a perfectly legitimate business. It’s been trading for nigh-on thirty years and the only thing that’s changed in that time is the fashions

as is connected with the website. A further search shows that the directors are authentic,

alarm bells are still

a newsletter. So, making a couple of adjustments to my online

within two minutes. Welcome

I read on…

since they’re selling a quality product that speaks for itself, they’re

my seat, fingers drumming

if I join

in my chair, but it’s only Richard. “I

surprised. Yes, of

He pulls up a chair by my desk, slides a glass across to me. An inch of amber nectar sits in the bottom of the glass. He sips from

“Beth alright? And Adam?”

Just catching up on their sleep.” He leans in peering at my face.

him, along with some of the

glances at them, then shrugs. “What’s so exciting about a sales pitch for a

malt, then take

this

arrive in Beth’s in-box purporting to come from

mentioned, it’s because the ad comes from one of the How To Spend It outlets. Usually trying to persuade her that I need a new diamond watch,

This email professed to

“Personal email address?”

“No, work address.”

public information. Anyone taking a ten-second look at a Haswell corporation brochure would pick it

the personal

whiskey… Swallows… “Perhaps you’re tackling this from the wrong end. What did that email lead Charlotte to do? It purported to advertise a lingerie website. What exactly did she do when she read

common enough tactic with hackers, but

man to know but, just because a company is legitimate… It’s

course it fucking

watches my face closely. “Why don’t you take a close look at the link and page together? Perhaps I can ask some numbskull questions that

pull up Charlotte’s email onto

Find something you like.

the corset is there: a very attractive redhead wearing an emerald green corset. The model can’t match Charlotte for looks, but the suggestion is there: a red-headed girl in sexy underwear which, had I

was right on target, whoever they are. This is no random spam. It’s

website… again… I already know what I’ll find, I’ve done it three times already. The link is clean, with none of the ‘behind the screen’ coding that would

the home page of the target website. There’s not even that attached tagging that tells the more

home page, looking for

the Home Page. Where would she go next? How about the page it’s showing on the email?

the email doesn’t lead her…” And I swallow my

doesn’t

Charlotte believes I have sent her

Christ!

have searched through to find it, scoured the menus

would

other

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