“I can’t believe he has the skills to do this. While a coder, he’s only mediocre, at best, from what I understand. He’s someone Todd has on his radar for letting go. He held off because the guy is going through a hard time. His wife ran off with his brother.”
Pen turns to face me.
I run a hand through my hair as the contents of Todd’s memo comes to the forefront.
“His wife was taking him to the cleaners in their divorce. Threatening to withhold access to the kids,” I say.
I remember the memo because it brought home memories of Darra’s threats.
Pen shakes her head. “Outsiders look for the weakest link. If someone found out about his divorce, then it’s possible they made him an offer that was too good to refuse. He may have seen it as the only way out. Someone has paid him a large sum of money. This is bigger than Peter. Organised. I’d say Peter is a puppet. Someone paid him to add code or enable someone else to do it. I’d guess someone bigger is pulling the strings.”
I can’t fault her logic. I just wish Peter had come to one of us.
Who am I kidding?
I’ve never been a warm and fuzzy boss. Too locked in my own soap opera of a life.
“What happens next?”
Pen straightens, her shoulder brushing mine, my muscles contracting at the contact. She should not be having this effect on me.
“Now we flush him out and hope whoever is behind this exposes themselves in the process.”
Pen pulls out her phone.
“It’sThe Tailor,” she says. “As we thought. It looks like Peter Levon is our guy. Proceed with caution. The trap is ready to be sprung.”
I turn and drop my ass on the table, watching Pen as she talks to the mysterious person on the other end of the phone.
She ends the call, and we stand and wait. Her phone rings again ten minutes later.
She turns to face me.
“They have eyes on him. He’s leaving the building.”
Her eyes lock on mine as she listens to whatever the person is saying on the other end of the phone.
“Great,” she says. “I’ll leave it with you.”
She disconnects the call and sinks into the chair next to me, looking up at where I’m perched.
“They’re going to let him move away from the office and close in. See what his next move is. I activated the protocol I inserted last night. It let him know we are onto him. If he’s working with someone else, he may try to contact them. Whatever happens, they will pull him in for questioning.”
I fold my arms over my chest and stare at the woman before me.
“Okay Pen. Now, will you tell me what the hell is going on?”
CHAPTER 29
PEN
Isit back and look up at the man I’ve known and distanced myself from for so long.
After leaving Leah, I made my way to my handler. I needed clearance to do what I’m about to do. It’s a risk, but it’s one I’m pretty sure is a safe bet.
“Pen, what the hell is going on?”
I cross my legs and sit back.
