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.”

her face clears. “Sure.

a couple of A4 sheets. “Invoice and delivery note.”

of a scam, except that

“I’ve not done something stupid,

else has gone to a great deal of trouble if the only intention was to sell you expensive underwear.” I snap my fingers at

in the back of my head, alarm bells are

*****

to be a perfectly legitimate business. It’s been trading for nigh-on

as is connected with the website. A further search shows that the

are

to my online security first, I sign up and wait

email pops into my inbox within two minutes. Welcome to Arcadia Lingerie! We’re thrilled to have

I read on…

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

sit back in my

I

in my chair, but it’s

surprised. Yes,

by my desk, slides a glass across to me. An inch of amber nectar

“Beth alright? And Adam?”

grin. “Doing great. Just catching up on their sleep.” He leans in peering at my face.

push the paperwork Charlotte gave me to him, along

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

then take a gulp. “Something’s

the time, trying to sell her this or that: clothes,

in-box purporting to

the ad comes from one of the How To Spend It outlets. Usually trying to persuade

professed to come from

“Personal email address?”

“No, work address.”

Anyone taking a ten-second

the personal connection

Sips his whiskey… Swallows… “Perhaps you’re tackling this from the wrong end. What did that email lead

clicked a link. Click-baiting is a common enough tactic with hackers,

not enough of a tech man to know but, just because a company is legitimate… It’s website too, perhaps… Does that necessarily mean that an individual page or link couldn’t have

it

don’t you take a close look at the link and page together? Perhaps I can ask some numbskull

up Charlotte’s email onto the screen,

to browse this site. Find something

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 really sent this message, is

real sender was right on target, whoever they are. This is

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

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

for

glass, then his. “Alright, so Charlotte’s on the Home Page. Where would she go next? How about the page it’s showing on the email? The

link on the email doesn’t lead her…”

doesn’t

I have sent her a request

Christ!

it, scoured the menus until she found that

she would have

hand, with the other I mouse through menus until I

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