♔–– „When it comes to men screwing people over,
we all speak the same language, sugar.“
She had zero tolerance for that. Fine, so she
wasn’t exactly a saint-
she was willing to admit
that. But there was a line.
And even though there was the urge to just
bash his face in with her bat,
she was willing
t o listen to the girl and what she was suggesting.
Harley didn’t know anything about all that hacking stuff,
never really looked into it.
Though it did sound fun, manipulating
his bank accounts, letting his world crash
and burn with just a few
clicks.
„Jeez that’s rude. He won’t get away with that one.
Stealin’ is one thing,
but stealin’ from poor people? He gotta pay for that.“
And the money had to go back where it belonged.
„See, I usually handle things the other way? But hey, I am willing to learn.
So how do ya do it? I mean, he’ll find out it was you, won’t he?“ ––♔
“The language of what the fuck.”
This was the last time some manipulated her. She was smart.
She could disappear and do whatever she wanted. See the world.
Help people for real. And her laptop was her greatest weapon.
Dominic knew it and he should be scared.
The girl could make his life a living hell. This guy wouldn’t even be
able to get his money as she would freeze all his accounts. Being
apart of his group meant she knew about every account he had. And
his money was about to go missing.
“He will. I’m gonna take the money back and give it back. Then I might
drop in a tip to the feds about a dick stealing from the poor.”
Even though that meant that she’d have to hide as technically she had
done it.
“He’ll have four suspects but he’ll know it’s me. I’ve got a handy computer
virus that will fuck up all his shit. And if he comes after me then we can do
it your way.”
