Hot Revenge Box Set 4

Chapter 25

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.

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

at your being targeted. The thing is, this has all the hallmarks of a scam, except that all

swallows. “I’ve not done

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

for, but somewhere in the

*****

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

reveals that the company listed on the paperwork 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

are

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

two minutes. Welcome to Arcadia Lingerie! We’re thrilled to

I read on…

selling a

my seat, fingers drumming the

I

but it’s only Richard. “I couldn’t

surprised. Yes, of course.

chair by my desk, slides a glass across to me.

“Beth alright? And Adam?”

a silly grin. “Doing great. Just catching up on their sleep.” He leans in peering at my face. “What’s

to him, along with some

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

then take a gulp. “Something’s

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

Beth’s in-box purporting to come

don’t.” He pulls 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 I need

email professed to come from

“Personal email address?”

“No, work address.”

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

the personal connection

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

a common enough tactic with hackers, but this link

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

course it

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

pull up Charlotte’s email onto the

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

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 just the kind of thing

target, whoever they are. This is no

already know what I’ll find, I’ve done it three times already. The link

website. There’s not even that attached tagging that tells the more alert reader that some

page, looking for anything out of kilter. But there’s

glass, then his. “Alright, so Charlotte’s on the Home Page. Where would she go next? How

link on the email doesn’t lead

link doesn’t

have sent her

Christ!

through to find it, scoured the menus until she found that

she would have clicked

my chin on the knuckles of one hand, with the other I mouse through menus until I find the

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