Miki had trouble sleeping. For hours she crept her home taking time to stop and look up at each surveillance camera. Was "Lukas" watching her?
Her nerves were on edge about everything. The money in her bank account. The way this unseen invader knew her entire life as he did. If he was even being honest with her was an issue.
As she continued on her nomadic shuffle she was suddenly startled by the homes land line phone ringing twice then hanging up. Reaching the cordless phone she answered it to a dial tone. Nothing.
Was it a wrong number or a signal from Lukas?
As it dawned on her she raced to her computer and got online. This time Lukas had added her to his mystical sign on name. "Maestro411" awaited her.
"Why aren't you resting? Big day ahead of you." He stressed.
"Missed you I guess. Nerves too. I'm afraid of everything at this point. Today is going to go badly, I can feel it."
"Anything we do becomes a risk. Even I have to be very careful. As good as I am at what I do, there is always someone better."
"Hacking, you mean?"
"Yes. World Governments fear me. I fear them equally of course. I avoid hacking them. There's fun to be had elsewhere. These days I keep it simple."
"Like stalking young women in the prime of their sexuality?" She beams.
"Much safer. Much more delightful."
She fidgets, "How many other women have you done this too?"
"Observed? Hundreds. Contacted? One. You."
"Why not the others?"
"Various reasons. Companions. Untrustworthy. Unfit mentally. Among other things." He recites.
"How can you be so sure I don't fit in there somewhere?"
"You have not dated in over a year. I saw you attempt to steal a head band from a department store. You chose to take it back and put it exactly where you found it. Since your Mother's passing you have taken superb care of your Father. Other than being unemployed and living off of him."
She pouts, "I'm trying to change that."
"The money I gave you will help. Just utilize it sparingly."
"You mention untrustworthy, yet you steal from others financially. How should that make me feel about you?" Miki tilts her head without expression.
"True. While it is indeed dishonest. I do things in return for those I hurt. While I may extract a single penny from millions of people their tax returns are shall we say stimulated. Those I charged to view you earlier get access to multiple porn sites for free. Let the sites sort it out. Let's just say most of them are criminally controlled."
"Are you a criminal Lukas?"
"I used to work for the worst. I suppose I am. Yet, they get away with more than I. You break laws with your exhibitionism. You have just never been caught. Most men will never report you. Beauty and daring save you. Women on the other hand are jealous by nature. If they see their man staring at you, trouble may come along."
"Which is why I need you Maestro."
"Precisely. A simple text to their cell with damaging info usually keeps them quiet."
"If they ignore their cell?"
"Those next to them will not. In public there becomes much to choose from. Rewarded for their efforts."
She shivers at the power he portrays.
"Swear to me you will never hurt me."
"I swear to you Miki Lee. Have faith in me. Please."
She smiles shyly, "Strangely, I do."
"Thank you Beautiful."
That made her grin even harder. After a moment of joy something dawns on her.
"My dad will be home before I leave. That red dress would make him question me."
"Put the dress in your purse. Wear another outfit then change in the limo."
"In front of the driver?" She bites her lower lip.
"Let him get an eye full."
Miki rubs her palms together briskly, "Is the driver cute?"
"I have no idea until morning. Once the drivers report for duty I can select one. I know the employees of the limo service easy enough. If everyone reports in I can quickly alter prearranged driving itineraries. Patience little one."
