Chasing Trouble (Lorica Series #2)

"Our stocks went down due to the circumstances that occurred in the last two weeks." A bald man was discussing his analysis to his colleagues, who also wore casual suits. They gathered in the conference room and an image of a pie chart was projected at the white board on the wall. "And this will be the end of our discussion." Then the people stood up from their seats while bringing their belongings. The bald man was left inside the room then he heard the sound of the heels of the woman's shoes going towards him. When he lifted his head up, he saw a brunette and tall woman who was wearing a wrap dress and stilettos while holding a hot coffee. He was unfamiliar with this woman and he caught himself staring at her after she flashed her cheeky smile. The man smirked like he had won a prize. He is a man in his forties and despite having a wife and children, he would still tap this woman's ass. "My, my. Are you new here?" he asked as his eyes roamed around her body. The woman tilted her head. "Yes." Then gave him his coffee. "Here's your coffee, Sir." The man's smile widened as he went closer to the woman. Without leaving his eyes on her, he took the coffee and placed it over his desk. Then he grabbed her by the waist, pulling her closer. The woman gave him a lopsided grin as the man grabbed her buttocks and squeezed it. The woman c****d an eyebrow at him, still smiling. "Do you want me to bring you on the table?" he whispered. Her breasts touched his chest, making his bulge visible between his pants. "Sure," she said with a playful tone and a honeyed voice. The man opened her legs and placed it around his waist. He brought the woman over the desk with his bulge staying between her thighs. He buried his face on her breasts then sniffed on it. The woman glanced up at the ceiling with a disgusted look on her face. She picked the syringe that was held by the garters of her panties then stabbed it on the man's nape, making his eyes slowly closed and his body jelly. She carefully placed him on the floor as she sat on top of his bulge. She put her hand inside his pockets and  took a set of keys and a flash drive. Then stood up, went to the desk and opened his laptop. She typed the words of a specific file name and saw what she was looking for. Her mouth curved into a smile. She took out the flash drive from the laptop's outlet then headed out of the conference room. She found the nearest emergency exit door then went down the stairs. Removing her brunette wig revealed her blonde hair that was tied into a messy bun. After getting down the stairs, she picked the backpack that was lying on the floor. She took off her dress then replaced it with jeans, t-shirt and a hoodie jacket. She replaced the stilettos with combat shoes then she undid her messy bun and shook out her hair. The long, wavy blonde hair fell down to her shoulders down to her chest. She stepped out of the emergency stairs, a black van stopped in front of her then she quickly stepped inside. Then the vehicle took off. The woman gave the flash drive and keys to the man sitting beside her. He was a man in his fifties, wore a suit and an expensive watch, and his beard was neatly shaved. He inserted the flash drive into his laptop's outlet that was placed on his lap. He went through the files found in the flash drive. Minutes later, he took it out then snapped his fingers, calling his men's attention. One of the men who was sitting in the front seat of the van handed him a wad of cash with a rubber band. The man in a suit gave it to her. "Good job." "It's what I do, Sir." She lifted her chin, and her honeyed voice turned back into a deep and raspy voice. The black van dropped her off the road then took off as soon as she started walking and counted her money. She arrived at the campsite where a group of recreational vehicles were parked. Some of the people that she passed by greeted her. Then she stopped at the RV where a man in his fifties was lying on a beach chair, wearing cracked sunglasses and a sleeveless top. He blew off smoke from his cigarette and took a gulp from his beer. When he saw his daughter walking passed him, he placed the bottle on the grass then got himself out from the chair. "Where have you been?" he asked. She raised her cash without glancing at her father. "Making money for us to live." Then went straight to the door of the RV. "Esse," he called her then removed his sunglasses and threw it on the beach chair. He followed her inside the vehicle and found her counting the cash again. "You know that you don't have to do these kinds of jobs. You can always apply to a decent one," he said with a concerned tone. "But those are boring and are not even giving us enough money," Esse said as she took a gulp of beer. She took out a cigarette from its case and lit it with a small lighter. "At least I'm not dancing around with some nasty men," she added as she put the cigarette in her mouth. Her father sighed. "But you could get arrested by the police." She smirked at her father. "Relax, Dad! Nothing's going to happen—" But they heard loud knockings on the door. Esse raised her eyebrows as she glanced at her father who was looking confused. He went to the door and opened it. Police officers were standing by the front door. "Terry Dorne?" "Yeah. That's me," her father said.  The police officers put handcuffs on him that made Esse and Terry's eyes widened. "Terry Dorne, you're under arrest for stealing from the store." "What?" Esse said with a surprised tone, placing the bottle on the counter. "Dad, what did you do?" Her father glanced at her with a sad look in his eyes as the police officer found h****n from his pockets. Esse shut her eyes then sighed. Her father was caught doing something wrong and she's going to lose him because of it.