Chapter 5 Anthony
Anthony
She looks really upset. I’m not sure why that makes my heart ache so much; I don’t know her at all.
But now, I want to. I want to learn everything about her.
There were six books in the pile she left behind.
I bought them and tried to give them to her.
She told me to leave her alone. So, now I’m carrying them back to my bike along with my own and stow them in a small pack I’d brought just for today’s trip.
I just need to figure out how to sneak the books she left into her house.
I bet that would be romantic. But I’m no hacker; I can’t connect to her phone and pull any information.
However, I do have someone on my payroll who can.
Dialing his number, he usually picks up on the first ring whether he’s busy or not, but this time it takes a few moments. “Hey, man. What’s up?” Cainen asks on the other end.
“Let me start by saying, please don’t judge me,” I say.
“Never,” he replies sincerely.
“I need you to help me hack this woman’s phone. I saw her crying in the bookstore; turns out her husband financially abuses her. I want her. Catch my drift?”
“Well okay. I’ve got a few things to do first; I’ll send you the basics now and some more in-depth methods later when I’ve got time to explain.”
“Oh, thank fuck! I thought you were going to turn me down.” A sigh of relief escapes me.
“Hey, there is one thing I need from you. You still got that guy on the police force?”
“Dillian? Sure do. What do you need?”
“No judgment, remember? Let me tell you the whole story first.” He hesitates at first.
“Oh-kay? What is it?”
“Remember that uploader we keep trying to track down? The one making all those murder videos? Then disappearing.”
“Yeah?”
“Well, I’ve been following this girl for a few days and she met up with a man who tried to assault her. She got away, but then I found him still in their hotel room,” he says.
“Oh, no! Did you kill him?”
“Dude, wait until I’m done,” he replies.
“Sorry! Please continue.”
“I wasn’t going to kill him until I went through his phone,” he says. “He works for that guy; he’s a bounty hunter. I accessed the private forums on his phone.”
“Holy shit! This is our break; we can take them down!”
“I’ll send you all the information I’ve got from him so far, but if there are men placing orders for specific women. Not just by appearance. We need to get this done,” he says. “I need him to look into Micheal Vanderburg and see if anyone is going to miss him.”
“I’ll forward it to Dillian. Can you come here, back to Maryland?”
“No way; she’s on their list. I can’t leave her until she knows.”
“I guess you’re going to be doing a little reconnaissance of your own, huh?”
“Yeah. Well, maybe this way I’ll get to take down some more bounty hunters.”
“Just be careful and let me know if you need me to get the police off your back.”
“Will do, Batman.” He hangs up before I can tell him not to call me that.
About five minutes later, he sends me the basics he promised.
Enough for me to connect with her phone through Wi-Fi without notifying her.
A list of visited locations pops up, but that’s about it for now; nothing else is accessible yet.
What other types of surveillance has Cainen been conducting?
This is fantastic! I just need to swing by my townhouse and grab a jammer.
She’s still sitting in her SUV and looks like she’s crying. He must really be an asshole. A location labeled “Home” appears; she lives on a strip of land between the bay and ocean, those homes are very expensive in that area. Who is her husband?
I make my way there on my motorcycle, hoping that I’ll be able to get in and out before she arrives home and hopefully no one else is home either.