‘Peanut butter sprinkled donuts with chocolate drizzle. A vanilla iced coffee with extra syrup. Extra sugar. Hash browns, two of them. And lastly, a plain English muffin only toasted with butter.’
There was a pause on the screen.
‘You know…you could just use the password instead of my breakfast order.’
I rolled my eyes. ‘You change the password too much. It’s easier this way.’
‘Ha ha. Alright, Kharon, what do you want? Whose computer are you using?’
Before they could continue to ask questions I typed. ‘Don’t go digging in here. At least not yet. I need you for a personal job.’
‘Mmmmmmm, I dunno. Seems suspicious.’
‘You’re the last one who should be saying that.’
I waited for a moment but all I got was a ‘very well.’ If that was as good as I was going to get, so be it.
‘I’m supp
