Parker: A Reed Security Romance

the answers I needed. I watched her place for a good twenty minutes, watching the rest of the neighborhood to look for anyone that would see me, or cameras that could catch my face. I pulled my black ski mask over my face and made my way to her townhouse. I scoped out the inside while sticking to the shadows on her front stoop, and then made my way around to the back.
I picked the lock on her back door and slipped inside, silently shutting her door behind me. I went around to the usual places in her townhouse and looked for any weapons she might pull on me. I found three before I made my way up her stairs. If she heard me, she wasn’t giving any indication of it. I peeked my head in the first doorway and saw a guest room. After quickly checking it, I moved on to the next, which was a home office. Hers was the last room on the left. I slipped inside and pulled the gun from her nightstand drawer. Slipping my hand under her pillow, I snatched the gun that she had hidden under there. She had rolled off her pillow, and if she hadn’t done that, I wouldn’t have been able to take the gun without waking her up.
After emptying all her guns, I lined them up on her dresser, keeping her extra bullets in my jacket and her magazines tucked into the inside of my jacket. I pulled my own gun and pressed it hard against her forehead. She startled awake, quickly grabbing for her gun. Her face quickly contorted into fear when she realized that her gun was missing. I smirked down at her, letting a low chuckle rumble from my chest.
“Hello, Kiera.”
“Who are you?” she asked, her voice shaking.
“I’m someone who wants to know all your secrets.”
She shook her head slightly. “I don’t have any secrets.”
I pressed the gun harder to her head so she knew I was serious, making her whimper slightly.
“What do you want to know?”
“I want to know what really happened the night you were raped.”

Chapter Three


Blake
I looked over the papers on my desk again, shoving my hair behind my ear. It kept falling out of my ponytail and falling in my face, but I didn’t have time to redo my hair right now. I was too enthralled in what I was looking at. Someone had anonymously sent me an envelope this morning, and it was loaded with all kinds of shit that I didn’t know how to decipher. But if someone sent it to me, there must be something here that I needed to see.
SynGen. I typed the name into my computer, and clicked on the link to their website. They were a biotech company with many different areas of development. Glancing back at the paper, I tried to figure out what I was supposed to be seeing. There were numbers and accounts listed, but no reference as to what type of accounts they were. There was however, one name that stood out, Alex Cortez. He was a junior senator that had been in the news a lot lately, spewing crap about how the government needed to take control and give the people back their freedoms, but his ideas were more socialist than democratic. And he’d created a storm of other senators with the same principles, fighting for the same free programs around the nation. All in all, he was very popular with the younger generations and he was well on his way to having a very prominent place in the Senate.
But that wasn’t what interested me. As I looked over the paperwork, it looked like he was making large donations to this biotech company, but according to his financials, he didn’t have the money on his Senate salary to be making those donations. Which made me wonder, what was so special about this biotech company that he would risk exposing his financials?
There were all sorts of funds being funneled into the company, but also large payouts from the company to other holding companies. I wasn’t a financial wizard by any means, but even I knew there was something fishy going on here. The amount of money being funneled into the company was substantial. I flipped through another page and came across another company under the SynGen network. Again, the senator’s name appeared as a donor, but he also sat on the board of directors for the company. I went back to my computer and typed in the company name and sat back in shock. The company was a lab, focusing on testing and product development. In this day and age, that could be everything from vaccines to cancer treatments. The possibilities were endless.
All of this information was interesting, but if it weren’t for the note that was attached to the top of the page, I wouldn’t even know what the purpose of all it was. It would take someone from our financial department to make any sense of what I was looking at.
Senator Cortez isn’t who he says he is. Follow the trail.
The problem was, there just wasn’t enough information to go on based on only this paperwork that I was sent. At least, not that I could see. I needed to dig deeper, and in order to do that, I needed to open an investigation into this biotech company, that seemed to be an umbrella corporation for all the companies attached to its name. Whoever sent me this packet wanted me to look at the company, and from what I was seeing, there was definitely something underhanded going on here.
I picked up the paperwork and made copies of everything, intending to take them home with me tonight to go over everything with a fine tooth comb. After shoving everything into my briefcase, I snatched the original file and headed to my boss’s office, the Executive Assistant Director for Criminal, Cyber, Response and Services Branch. I wasn’t ranked