“You want to come down to my office?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He turns me in his arms and cups my face.He’s smiling.“Really?”
I set both hands on his chest.“I like to be near you.It makes me feel…” I clear my face.“It makes mefeel.”
“It’s actually a good idea.I’d like to keep an eye on you after a spanking like that.”He picks up my bookbag and nods toward the stairs.“Let’s go.”
I follow him.I’ve never been in his office, and my first impression is surprise.Nothing on the top two floors of his house is out of place, not even the leaves of his plants.But this room… This is organized chaos.
He laughs.“Shocked?”
“Yes.”
Two walls of this room are an L-shaped built-in desk space.There are shelves above the counter filled with rows of books, piles of papers, notebooks, and three-ring binders.
He picks up a stack of folders from a workspace and moves it to the other end before pulling out a chair.“Sit.”
I obey him, but it’s laughable.He’s just cleared a square foot of space.
Myles reaches around me to move more things, and the space grows.
“How do you know where anything is?”
He chuckles.“I know whereeverythingis.”He turns me to face him on the spinning chair.When he lifts my chin, his brow is furrowed.“Don’t ever get some wild hairbrained idea and decide to organize me.I’d kill you in your sleep.”He grins.That last part was teasing.Sort of.I’m not sure he wouldn’t, though.
“Okay.”
“This all has meaning to me.I have an incredible memory.I know where I set shit and what pen I used to write things and what the napkin I wrote it on looked like.”
I giggle.He’s not kidding, though.I’m certain.
“What do you do?”I ask, my curiosity piqued.
He sits in one of the other desk chairs.There are four.“I’m a hacker.”
My eyes bug out.“A hacker?You mean you break into bank vaults and steal money?”
He laughs.“No, sweetheart.I’m not that nefarious.Though it should be noted…” He holds out a finger.“I could.”
I’ve clearly underestimated him.
“So, what you do is legal?”Is there such a thing as legal hacking?
“Sometimes.Sometimes, it’s a bit under the radar.Sometimes people hire me to dig into someone’s life.”
“And you do that?You hack into people’s personal data?”I’m kind of shocked.How did I never know this?
“Not if the person hiring me means to use the information for ill will, no.My clients are well-vetted.When I take a job, I make certain it’s for a good reason.”
“What sort of things are good reasons?”I’m so curious now that I’m leaning forward.
“A missing person, for example.I’m often hired for contract work from the government, the police, or the FBI.Sometimes, I take a job for locally-owned businesses like Black Blade Protection or Levitt Security.They provide manpower to track people down and keep them safe, but sometimes they need my services.”
“So, you’re really good at your job.”
“One of the best.”He pumps his chest and then smirks.“However, I will admit, one of the other top-tier members of Edge recently married a woman who could probably out-hack me from what I’ve heard.Dane and Paige Levitt.Maybe you’ll meet them someday.”
