Twenty-Seven

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'Single quote' = signing

"Double Quote"= speaking

Bold = writing/typing

Italics = native language


By the end of September, Sky was getting bored again. He'd finally caught up on his work, and ability to be alone wasn't driving him anymore. The requests for information were repetitive, and therefore so were his actions. He had exposed more cheaters than he cared to count, found many people's stashes of prescription drugs they stole from their parents, and even caught an elderly professor getting a blow job from a freshman, but none of that was enough to satisfy him. There was no excitement, no mystery. He decided that if he was going to make a living off of his curiosity then he was going to have to go out and find clients instead of waiting around for them to find him. No big fish were going to come out to play if they only people who knew about him existed on college campuses.

Instead of utilizing Dom's vast knowledge of technology, Sky decided he was going to teach himself everything he needed to know about coding, hacking, and general technological spying in order to further his career. He didn't want his love to get any more involved than he already was, it was bad enough that he knew everyone Sky had ever followed and every place he'd ever been to do his work. He often skirted along the edge of the law, and he would never forgive himself if Dom got mixed up in something because of his actions. He was too pure of a soul for prison; they would eat him alive while he cried alone in his cell.

It turned out that computer language was even harder to learn than the English language. There were many more intricacies and while there were many more patterns he could follow, he had absolutely no previous knowledge to base it one. It took him two months instead of one for him to learn how to do what he needed to without getting caught. He started looking through the transactions of major banks throughout the country, and noted which accounts had irregular or interesting activity. He dug through those and saw which ones were connected, where the money was before it got there, and where it had come from in the first place. He found several people who were embezzling money from their place of work. He found some who got regular payments over long periods of time from people they had little relation to, and he figured they were being either bribed or blackmailed. He found several mafia members who were on the payroll of the police, and police who were on the payroll of the mafia. He compiled all the information he'd gathered in his small part of the world and wrote everyone's names into a little black book. He was able to remember every detail he'd seen, so all he needed to remind him of what he knows was the name of someone involved. This allowed him to delete any evidence of his work from his computer and saved him for creating anything that could be used against him in the future.

He decided that he would choose an easy target first. A member of a fortune 500 company was taking money from his annual budget and using it to slowly remodel his house. He'd gotten away with it so far by making sure company purchases were way more the mount he'd spent on his items. No one would notice that $1000 was unaccounted for when he had spent over $200,000 to keep his section of the business running smoothly. The problem was that someone noticed the money was gone, and had no idea how to find out who. So many people were given company credit cards that it would take forever to run the financials of each one, and the CEO didn't exactly want it to get out that someone was stealing from her company. It was bad for the image of the company, and it put doubt in the minds of her shareholders. She already got enough flack for being a powerful woman in the business world, she didn't need a scandal.

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