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.”

then her face clears.

a couple of A4 sheets. “Invoice and delivery note.” Shaking her head slightly, “Why the

all the hallmarks of a scam, except that all

She swallows. “I’ve not done something stupid, have

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

don’t know what I’m looking for, but somewhere in the back of my head, alarm bells

*****

The lingerie company appears to be a perfectly legitimate business. It’s been trading for nigh-on thirty

shows that the directors are authentic, actually exist as people and, judging by the string of company accounts I’ve looked over, are doing solid and growing business over

alarm bells are still ringing. Something

to my online security first, I sign up and wait to see

minutes. Welcome to Arcadia Lingerie! We’re thrilled

I read on…

Not inspired, but since they’re selling a quality product that speaks for itself,

sit back in my seat,

if I join

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

surprised. Yes,

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

“Beth alright? And Adam?”

“Doing great. Just catching up on

me to him, along with some of the print-offs I’ve

glances at them, then shrugs. “What’s so exciting

then

sell her this or that: clothes, jewellery,

in Beth’s in-box purporting

at his chin. “If I’m mentioned, it’s because the ad comes from one of the How To Spend It outlets. Usually trying to persuade her that

email professed to

“Personal email address?”

“No, work address.”

ten-second look at a

which case, why the personal connection to

“Perhaps you’re tackling this from the wrong end. What did that email lead Charlotte to do? It purported to advertise a lingerie website.

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

again. “I’m 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

course it fucking

don’t you take a close look at the link

email onto the screen, ‘from

might like to browse this site. Find something you like. Life’s getting back

looks, but the suggestion is there: a red-headed girl in sexy underwear which, had

they are.

find, I’ve done it three times already. The link is clean, with none of

that tells the more alert reader that some associate account is going to

looking for anything

Where would she go next? How about the page it’s showing on the email? The one with

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

link doesn’t lead her

her

Christ!

it, scoured the menus

would have clicked

knuckles of one hand, with the other I mouse through menus until I find the image from the

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