The Accountant

After debating with herself the entire weekend, her answer was no. N.O. No. Nay. Negative.

There were a million reasons why she shouldn't do it. The most obvious one was, she would be exposed. Her identity has been kept a secret since she was a child. Yes, her colleagues from college might know her as a nerdy girl who studied hard and ended up graduating at the of the class. However, that Daniel guy has no idea of her genius. He never knew that everything was a child's play for her. A means to an end.

She was not worried about her egotistical former classmate. What worried her were her shady clients. From cartels and mafias to gangsters and yakuza organizations. She handled them all.

There was no way for them to go to a legit accounting firm and their laundering technique will never be on par with hers. Plus, they had a shitload of money that drew attention to all kinds of thieves and law enforcement. Even in their respective organizations, there were certain things that they shouldn't trust just anyone. Money was one of them.

She had lost count the number of times she had thefts exposed and hidden the truths from the authorities. What she read in newspapers and social media the next day still haunted her.

They have never met her. Never heard her voice. She was plainly known as the accountant. Passed around by word of mouth by the leaders. They knew her as the only man for the job. Her gender has never been asked nor her name.

With untraceable IP, payments through cash and transferred to prepaid cards, she was invisible. A ghost. Only called upon when needed.

And she will be fucking exposed if she went through with this.

Remember what you promised Lily. You never go back on your promise.

Oh, shit! That was the most important reason she have to do this. She needed to try for her sake. Just this once.

Live a normal life and all the bullshit that comes with it.

***

She will do it. Everything will be taken care of in a day or two, maybe even less.

Since she lived an hour from the city, she out of her driveway promptly at 7 am. Like any normal girl, she drive-thru McDonald's for a sandwich and ice-cold choco. Knowing she will arrive an hour early for her appointment, she dallied.

Being punctual has nothing to do with it, self-preservation was.

The weighing of pros and cons will be evaluated. Exits second. Observing people coming in and out of the building will be last.

Damn. She could never be normal.

These traits were too ingrained in her personality. An instinct to survive. To shield her from people who might do her harm.

wishes she could go back to that night, where she was an ordinary woman

the memories. With her big brain, she could conjure vivid images. Colliding with

Dominic.

voice screaming his name numerous times will be remembered for the rest of her

history. He was

several times to

Honda a kilometer away from the

the corporate ants. Most people that were milling

Suck it up, Beau.

her directly to

Beau Anderson. I have an appointment at 9 am." Christ! Why does she have to wear a lot of makeup? In her thick glasses, she narrowed her eyes. The girl before

bee-stung lips looked painful. Beau blinked, the receptionist sweetly

to be overtly confident thing was killing her. How she yearned they could just send the data to her so she could work

Petriva will tell you what to

lady returned to what she was doing. Beau would bet her best cup of China that the girl was only browsing

The floor she found herself in was quite familiar. Too familiar.

not be thinking of THAT man while

was business and should never be associated with

rude lady

meeting a lot of

had a grown-up son? But she looked in her late twenties. Beau told her so.

office was wonderful. The glass-paned walls give her

ear to ear, she

so. I will make sure of it." Sandrina's eyes were twinkling. Smiling too broadly. Uh oh. Alarm bells were

and several boxes of pens. And I will need all the books from 2008 to the present. If I could have them today?" Beau answered and inwardly cringe at her request. Most accountant would do it all on a computer. Not her. All

start work. He should be ready at any moment. Make yourself comfortable. There are coffee and donut." Sandrina pointed

made sure to thank her generous new acquaintance before she left her

had a normal conversation with a charming lady. Her work cave she liked a lot as well. And she was sure their internet servers were decent. She made a mental note to check

Later came sooner.

coffee in one hand, she strolled to her desk. Nice. Pure mahogany. Must be imported. Perfect cozy leather chair. Her back and ass were rejoicing. Oh! And there's a

go. She began to type a series of numbers. I am looking for a particular sequence. There it is! Firewall breached. Easy as pie. Software security was weak. Creating her secret wall, IP changed, testing its strength. She waited for a few seconds. And 5 4 3 2 1.

enough to store information from