There were only a few civilians with clearance to possess intel about the Elite Operations Division. Too-pretty and too-tempting Gabrielle couldn’t learn about his group.
Secrecy meant survival for the EOD agents. He would do anything to secure that survival.
Anything necessary. Those were his orders, after all. They’d come straight down from the top—from the director of the EOD, Bruce Mercer.
And anything necessary...well, that included a little breaking and entering.
Cooper had waited a few hours, until he was sure that Gabrielle had finally drifted into slumber. Then he’d commenced his B&E routine.
It was ridiculously easy to get inside Gabrielle’s place. Since he’d installed the locks right before she moved in, Cooper had a key to her apartment.
He also knew her security code.
Again, because he’d installed the system.
She’d left a light on in her hallway. The faint glow spilled into the living area.
Her place was an exact copy of his. Only instead of a workout area, Gabrielle had an office in that side space.
The office was his destination. But first, he had to make sure that he wouldn’t be disturbed.
He crept toward her bedroom. Cooper pushed the door open just a few inches.
Another light was on in there. A closet light this time.
Gabrielle didn’t like the darkness. Odd, considering that her job sent her right into the dark path of criminals every day.
The glow fell on the bed, on her.
She’d kicked away her covers, and she lay on her side. Gabrielle wore a pair of jogging shorts and a faded college T-shirt. Her legs were long and bare and perfect.
Killer legs. Truly killer.
Her eyes were closed. Her right hand curled, palm up, on the edge of the bed. Sexy and vulnerable—a dangerous combination.
He took a deep breath and smelled her. A light scent. Lilac. He knew it only because she always smelled that way. He’d had to figure out the scent because it was driving him crazy.
The first day he’d met her, she’d come to him, a sweet smile on her face and a tray of chocolate chip cookies in her hands.
He’d gobbled up the cookies. He’d wanted to gobble her up. He still did.
Focus on the job.
Carefully, Cooper backed away from the door. Then he made his way to the office. Booting up her computer was easy. Figuring out her password was a bit harder. Luckily, he’d had some help from the EOD on that end.
Another agent, Sydney Sloan Ortez, had created a program that let him bypass most security walls on systems like Gabrielle’s.
It took sixty seconds, and he was in.
He found Gabrielle’s files on Lockwood. With a few clicks, he transferred copies of those files to his flash drive.
Then... Sorry, sweetheart, I hate to do it but... He uploaded a virus to her computer.
The EOD didn’t want Gabrielle getting involved in Lockwood’s murder. Mercer had given him an order to throw her off the killer’s scent.
Now they had her case notes. Her files.
She’d have to start over from scratch once again. That would buy him some time.