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dressed. This restaurant is set up with several lounge areas which is great when you need a bit of
quiet to think. The only information I have to work with here is that Seven s story of being arrested by
the FBI doesn t make sense. Thinking back on that day, I puzzle over how that could be true. Agent
Walker himself is the one who told me she was arrested.
Agent Walker.
Son of a bitch.
I stand, pacing as the pieces of a theory start to come together. Agent Walker came into my life
not just because I was accused of something but because he needed me. He needed my skills to help
him close his cases. He s not a bad guy but he s all about the bottom line. His goal is to get
information and he ll use anything or anyone he has to in order to accomplish that.
When my father first came back into my life, Agent Walker asked if I d had any contact with
him and what I knew about him. I told him that I d never even met my father before. I could tell he
didn t believe me.
Due to my skills, he was probably assuming that I d dig into my father s background and find
all the dirt for them and then just hand it over. When that didn t happen, he wasn t happy about it but
there wasn t anything he could do. He s tried to hack me before and failed every time.
I should have known he d find a better way.
Luke? What are you doing back here? You should be up front enjoying the party. Tank s
mother takes a seat on one of the lounge chairs. She looks exhausted. I know she s been recovering
from cancer.
Yes, ma am. I was just That s when I notice what s sticking out of the top of her bag. Is
that a laptop?
She glances down. Yes, isn t it cute? Tank just gave it to me last month.
I hate to ask but I really need to check my email. Would you mind if I borrowed it? I ll bring
it right back.
Of course. Go right ahead. She hands it over and I take it to the couch across the room so I
don t disturb her with my typing. It s a pretty basic model but I don t need much. I can log on to my
server remotely and access whatever I need.
It s been a long time since I ve done this but desperate times call for desperate measures. I
pull up the last email I received from my father s assistant. I remember his bank s name from the legal
paperwork so I quickly rip the html source from the legit site and use it to craft an official-looking
email claiming she s been locked out of her bank access.
I modify the source to send any login credentials entered to one of my dummy websites. If she
tries to click on anything other than the log in space, it won t work and she ll probably figure out that
something is off. Hopefully she ll take the bait and I won t have to resort to more invasive methods to
get her password. I close out of everything and delete the history before logging off.
Here you go. Thank you. I put the laptop back in her bag.
Tank s mother nods and then closes her eyes again. I let myself out as quietly as possible.
I just broke who knows how many laws all because I have the vague idea that Seven s in
trouble. I don t know what Agent Walker is holding over her head but I m pretty sure he s using her
against me in some way. I m pissed that she didn t trust me enough to tell me so I could help her. But
trust is something we can work on.
First, I need to give the FBI something they want so they ll leave her alone.
When I get back out to the main dining room, I can tell the reception is winding down a little.
Apparently I missed the cake cutting, I observe as I pass the half-eaten wedding cake. I glance around
looking for Seven. At least the crowd has thinned out a little. I just hope I haven t missed saying
goodbye to Tank and Emma.
There you are. Sasha loops her arm through mine and pulls me toward the front door. Come
on, the newlyweds are about to leave for the honeymoon.
We join everyone else out front where Tank and Emma stand next to a black Rolls Royce. A
uniformed driver waits patiently holding the door open for them.
Emma sees me and comes over first. Goodbye, Luke. Thank you again for what you did today.
I ll never forget it. She hugs me and then moves down the line to hug Josie and Zack.
Tank appears next and we clasp hands before he pulls me into a one-armed hug. Thanks for
everything, bro. I ll see you guys in a few weeks. We ll have you and your lady over for dinner after
we get back. Emma really likes her, by the way.
I finally notice Seven standing with the other bridesmaids, enveloped in a huge group hug with
Emma at the center.
I m glad. I really like her, too.
There s a huge cheer from the crowd and suddenly everyone is throwing rice. Sasha pushes a
small packet into my hands and I think, what the hell, and throw some rice, too.
We all wave as the car pulls away until the Just Married scrawled on the back is barely
visible.
I wait patiently as everyone else goes back inside until I can get over to where Seven is
standing alone. When she sees me, she breaks out into a huge grin and then practically jumps into my
arms.
Luke, there you are. I was looking all over for you. That was such a romantic wedding,
wasn t it?
She lets out a wistful sigh and drops her head on my shoulder. One of her legs is wrapped
around my waist and she s almost climbing me. I can smell the sweet scent of the champagne she s
been drinking on her breath. Just then she adjusts herself in my arms, rubbing right up against my
groin. I get hard immediately.
Had a few drinks, huh? I shift around, trying to set her down gently but since her arms are
locked around my neck, she ends up swaying against me. Basically lying on me while standing.
Yeah. Usually I don t drink much but Sasha insisted that we have champagne to toast with and
I had to take Emma s because she s pregnant. Did you know that?
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dressed. This restaurant is set up with several lounge areas which is great when you need a bit of
quiet to think. The only information I have to work with here is that Seven s story of being arrested by
the FBI doesn t make sense. Thinking back on that day, I puzzle over how that could be true. Agent
Walker himself is the one who told me she was arrested.
Agent Walker.
Son of a bitch.
I stand, pacing as the pieces of a theory start to come together. Agent Walker came into my life
not just because I was accused of something but because he needed me. He needed my skills to help
him close his cases. He s not a bad guy but he s all about the bottom line. His goal is to get
information and he ll use anything or anyone he has to in order to accomplish that.
When my father first came back into my life, Agent Walker asked if I d had any contact with
him and what I knew about him. I told him that I d never even met my father before. I could tell he
didn t believe me.
Due to my skills, he was probably assuming that I d dig into my father s background and find
all the dirt for them and then just hand it over. When that didn t happen, he wasn t happy about it but
there wasn t anything he could do. He s tried to hack me before and failed every time.
I should have known he d find a better way.
Luke? What are you doing back here? You should be up front enjoying the party. Tank s
mother takes a seat on one of the lounge chairs. She looks exhausted. I know she s been recovering
from cancer.
Yes, ma am. I was just That s when I notice what s sticking out of the top of her bag. Is
that a laptop?
She glances down. Yes, isn t it cute? Tank just gave it to me last month.
I hate to ask but I really need to check my email. Would you mind if I borrowed it? I ll bring
it right back.
Of course. Go right ahead. She hands it over and I take it to the couch across the room so I
don t disturb her with my typing. It s a pretty basic model but I don t need much. I can log on to my
server remotely and access whatever I need.
It s been a long time since I ve done this but desperate times call for desperate measures. I
pull up the last email I received from my father s assistant. I remember his bank s name from the legal
paperwork so I quickly rip the html source from the legit site and use it to craft an official-looking
email claiming she s been locked out of her bank access.
I modify the source to send any login credentials entered to one of my dummy websites. If she
tries to click on anything other than the log in space, it won t work and she ll probably figure out that
something is off. Hopefully she ll take the bait and I won t have to resort to more invasive methods to
get her password. I close out of everything and delete the history before logging off.
Here you go. Thank you. I put the laptop back in her bag.
Tank s mother nods and then closes her eyes again. I let myself out as quietly as possible.
I just broke who knows how many laws all because I have the vague idea that Seven s in
trouble. I don t know what Agent Walker is holding over her head but I m pretty sure he s using her
against me in some way. I m pissed that she didn t trust me enough to tell me so I could help her. But
trust is something we can work on.
First, I need to give the FBI something they want so they ll leave her alone.
When I get back out to the main dining room, I can tell the reception is winding down a little.
Apparently I missed the cake cutting, I observe as I pass the half-eaten wedding cake. I glance around
looking for Seven. At least the crowd has thinned out a little. I just hope I haven t missed saying
goodbye to Tank and Emma.
There you are. Sasha loops her arm through mine and pulls me toward the front door. Come
on, the newlyweds are about to leave for the honeymoon.
We join everyone else out front where Tank and Emma stand next to a black Rolls Royce. A
uniformed driver waits patiently holding the door open for them.
Emma sees me and comes over first. Goodbye, Luke. Thank you again for what you did today.
I ll never forget it. She hugs me and then moves down the line to hug Josie and Zack.
Tank appears next and we clasp hands before he pulls me into a one-armed hug. Thanks for
everything, bro. I ll see you guys in a few weeks. We ll have you and your lady over for dinner after
we get back. Emma really likes her, by the way.
I finally notice Seven standing with the other bridesmaids, enveloped in a huge group hug with
Emma at the center.
I m glad. I really like her, too.
There s a huge cheer from the crowd and suddenly everyone is throwing rice. Sasha pushes a
small packet into my hands and I think, what the hell, and throw some rice, too.
We all wave as the car pulls away until the Just Married scrawled on the back is barely
visible.
I wait patiently as everyone else goes back inside until I can get over to where Seven is
standing alone. When she sees me, she breaks out into a huge grin and then practically jumps into my
arms.
Luke, there you are. I was looking all over for you. That was such a romantic wedding,
wasn t it?
She lets out a wistful sigh and drops her head on my shoulder. One of her legs is wrapped
around my waist and she s almost climbing me. I can smell the sweet scent of the champagne she s
been drinking on her breath. Just then she adjusts herself in my arms, rubbing right up against my
groin. I get hard immediately.
Had a few drinks, huh? I shift around, trying to set her down gently but since her arms are
locked around my neck, she ends up swaying against me. Basically lying on me while standing.
Yeah. Usually I don t drink much but Sasha insisted that we have champagne to toast with and
I had to take Emma s because she s pregnant. Did you know that?
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