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. “Sure. Gimme

“Invoice and delivery note.” Shaking her head slightly, “Why the

is, this has all the hallmarks of a scam, except that all it appears to have achieved is to sell you an

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

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

but somewhere in the back of my head,

*****

still shaking my head. 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 same one as is connected with the website. A further search shows that the directors are authentic, actually exist as people and, judging by the string of company accounts I’ve looked over, are doing

those alarm bells are still ringing. Something smells

has a newsletter. So, making a couple of adjustments to my online security first, I sign up and

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

I read on…

but since they’re selling a

back in my seat, fingers drumming

I

my chair, but it’s only

Yes, of course.

my desk, slides a glass across to me. An inch of amber nectar sits in the bottom

“Beth alright? And Adam?”

me a silly grin. “Doing great. Just catching up on their sleep.” He

him, along with some

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

then take a gulp.

this or that: clothes, jewellery, bags, hats… For that matter, so do

in-box purporting

mentioned, it’s because the ad comes from one of the How To Spend It outlets. Usually trying

email professed

“Personal email address?”

“No, work address.”

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

case, why the personal connection

“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

is a common enough tactic with hackers, but this link was to a legitimate company, a legitimate

a tech man to know but, just because a company is legitimate… It’s website too, perhaps… Does that necessarily mean that an

course it

look at the link and page together? Perhaps I can ask some numbskull questions that you

Charlotte’s email

Find something you like. Life’s getting back to normal

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

on target, whoever they are. This is

go over the link to the website… again… I already know what I’ll find, I’ve done it three times already. The

website. There’s not even that attached tagging that tells the more alert reader that some associate account is going to earn a few per cent on

scour the home page, looking for anything out

Charlotte’s on the Home Page. Where would

doesn’t lead her…” And I swallow my words in

link doesn’t

have sent her a request to

Christ!

searched through to find it, scoured the menus until

she would have clicked

on the knuckles of one hand, with the other I

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