"Just fix it, Jameson," I said. The i***t needed to be moved to a different section if he couldn't figure out the simplest of routine fixes. I walked back to my office and pulled up the encrypted file I had started at home.
We needed more information. At least we finally knew who the master was. I could start doing a deep dive on him. But it was going to be very tricky. The man was richer than Midas and he had his own computer team protecting his data from here to eternity.
It wouldn't matter. Not in the grand scheme of things. He'd hurt my Hollyn, and that s**t wasn't going to stand.
I set up another autotask to mine for data between the Walsh, Kavanaugh, and Cananach names. Then another with all of those and the Christiansens. The fact that Ainsley was involved in this mess should
