Triple Team_A Military Reverse Harem Romance by Cassie Cole

Author:Cassie Cole [Cole, Cassie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: GR 4.22
Publisher: Juicy Gems Publishing
Published: 2019-02-04T05:00:00+00:00

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The bank was moderately busy at this time of day. People came and went, and new transactions popped up on my screen.

“Remind me how you guys narrowed down this place?” I asked.

“Most deposits to Accola’s account are made randomly,” he said, never taking his eyes from the front of the bank. “Different cities, different days, different amounts every time. Never the same bank twice. Except for this bank. They make the same deposit every week. It was the only one on the list that was routine.”

“Why?” I wondered out loud. “If all the others are careful to mix things up, why is this one different?”

“Been wondering that myself,” he muttered. “I figure one of JGB’s underlings is just lazy. Has gotten too comfortable with the setup, and doesn’t think he needs to be careful anymore. You’ve got to understand these guys are practically untouchable down here. Nobody wants to mess with them.”

“Maybe,” I said. “Or maybe this is a trap. An obvious deposit at a regular time to lure Blanco’s enemies here.”

“Huh,” Gregor said.

A silence stretched in the truck after that. If this was a trap, we would learn soon enough.

Watching people come and go was boring work. I could never be a cop on a stakeout for hours and hours, I decided. A boy in a New England Patriots shirt went inside and came out with a bag of coins. An old man with a shock of white hair on his brown head carried a billfold inside, making a small deposit to a local account on my computer screen. A woman about my age with a heavy backpack slung over one shoulder followed soon after.

“Hey,” Gregor said after a little while. “I wanted to tell you that we’re lucky to have gotten this far. You’ve done a good job on the team.”

“You sound surprised.”

“I am surprised,” he laughed. “Nothing against you personally, kiddo. I just have a hard time wrapping my head around digital warfare. A rifle I understand. A bomb? It’s simple and straightforward. But ones and zeroes on a hard drive, or firewall ports, or other shit… It’s all foreign to me. I struggle to picture what needs to be done. But you’ve done it just fine. So yeah, good job.”

“Thanks,” I said, turning away so he couldn’t see my pleased smile.

A transaction flashed on my laptop screen. I glanced at it and nearly jumped out of my seat.

“There. There! A deposit to Accola’s account! Double-check my work.”

He squinted. “Account number 000214863… Shit. You’re right.” He grabbed his binoculars from the equipment bag and peered at the bank. “Who went inside?”

“A couple of people, I think.”

“I can see three customers inside. One’s leaving now.”

The woman with the backpack exited the bank and put on a pair of sunglasses. She turned right and began walking down the road.

“Her,” I said. “It’s her!”

“How do you know?”

“Her backpack was heavier. It was digging into her shoulder before. Now it’s lighter.”

“Maybe she made a normal deposit.”

I waved at my laptop. “The only other transactions are withdrawals.

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