To Lure a Killer
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To Lure a Killer
Jana rubbed her eyes and squinted at the laptop monitor. Her finger traced from one side of the screen to the other in an effort to double-check herself before she executed this last trade. This was the largest investment Petrolsoft would be making into the volatile oil futures market. The thought that this might be the last trade she would make as a licensed stock broker sat heavy on her stomach. I might be acting on behalf of the federal government in a terrorism investigation, but the only thing other employers are going to see on my resume is the word Petrolsoft. After today, the name would become synonymous with global terrorism.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jeffrey Dima lean against his office door, his arms crossed. The little grin that painted his face as he stared at her spoke volumes.
“Want me to pick you up tonight? Say, seven o’clock?”
Jana leveled sultry eyes at him and wondered if he could tell it was all an act. “Why wait?” Her thought was that if she allowed him to go back to his apartment without her, that might give him time to put his hands on his stash of Rohypnol. No, she was determined to keep him in her sight. She also thought that if she pretended to be interested in him, it might throw him off his perceived need to drug her in the first place. “It’s six already. Why don’t we go for a drink? Isn’t there a place at the bottom of your building?”
“Now how do you know where I live?” Jeffrey said as his grin widened and he walked to her desk.
“Oh, I know things,” Jana replied with a coy look on her face.
“You know things, do you? Well what else do you know about me?”
Jana’s expression flattened. “I know you have a certain reputation, with women, I mean. It’s said that you make the rounds, so to speak.”
“And that doesn’t bother you?”
Jana looked over her shoulder to make sure no one else was nearby. “What makes you think I don’t make the rounds myself?”
“My, my. We are going to have an interesting evening, aren’t we? And yes, there is a place to grab a drink at the bottom of my building. The Forty-Forty Club. I’m a member. I think you’ll like it.”
Jana turned her attention to the laptop monitor and clicked her mouse on a button labeled “Execute Trade,” then looked back at Jeffrey. “I just made the last buy. That’s it, it’s all done.”
“Well in that case, it’s happy hour. The club is just four blocks down.”
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