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delighted when Alec turned up in her office—or that’s the impression she gave. Monica had been wary, which was to be expected, but this woman was all about showing off her wonderful accounting system.
Sheila Trent beamed at Alec. She was a mature woman with a blatant, forthright manner—to the point of being pushy. The look she chose was designer clothing, eccentric earrings, and low cut tops. Her hair was dyed auburn and immaculately styled in a classic
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bob. In short, she was a smart, attractive and efficient-looking older woman who may or may not be a cougar. He never would have guessed she was an accountant.
“Take a seat,” Sheila encouraged, pulling a chair close alongside her own. She patted it invitingly as she gave him a deliberate and approving once over.
As Alec sat down he found himself engulfed in a heavy floral scent. She launched into her introduction to the accounting system, flashing through pages at a rate of knots. Even though he listened closely and assessed the system for security while she described it, Alec couldn’t stop himself glancing at his watch occasionally, counting the hours until their lunch date with Monica.
“Weren’t there supposed to be two of you?” Sheila asked, at one point.
“My colleague was called away on an important matter.”
Owen had gone to buy some toys for Monica, bondage toys. They had discussed and agreed it wouldn’t take two of them to look into the accounts set up. Owen had plans to introduce himself to the restaurant management staff later that day. However, Alec’s growing concern was that Owen was losing sight of his goal, because he was focusing somewhere else instead. In fact they were both in danger of falling into that trap. It was something he was going keep an eye on, and mention, if necessary.
“As you can see,” Sheila informed him as she scrolled through the database, “we’ve made some minor adjustments to the system recommended by headquarters. Improvements, in my opinion.” She gave him a smug smirk.
Alec tried not to react too obviously to that statement, which immediately had his attention. With a nod of encouragement, he asked her to continue. On she went. Would the changes they had instigated allow for things to fall through the cracks? The only way to tell would be to spend some serious hours going through the system. The easiest way to do that would be to bring in a USB drive and copy the database, get it onto his laptop, and take it apart. It was just the sort of thing he liked to get his teeth into.
“Can you run a simple purchasing order through the system so that I can see it working? It’s a standard check we’re asked to do. A box I have to tick.” He gave her as most charming smile.
“Yes, of course. Let me take you next door and introduce my assistant. She deals with all the purchasing orders.”
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Alec noticed that she seemed pleased that he was moving on. He definitely wanted to have a look into those ‘minor adjustments to the system’ of hers.
Sheila’s assistant turned out to be a woman in her mid-thirties with a pensive expression.
“This is Miss Mooney. Jane, can you run a purchasing entry through to show Mr Stroud the system in action?” When the assistant nodded, Sheila Trent went to take her leave.
“Anything else you need while you are in the accounts department, just ask Miss Mooney.”
One thing was for sure, he had successfully convinced her that this was a perfunctory visit. Alec smiled at Miss Mooney and hoped she was a little more accessible. The woman gave an unwilling half-smile and a nod in his direction. Alec quickly nicknamed her Miss Moody. He figured it was fair game, seeing as someone here had wrongfully nicknamed Monica the ice queen. She wore her hair scraped back in a ponytail. Unusually, she was dressed in what looked like professional cycle gear. It was either a fashion statement or she was one of the army of London cycle commuters.
Pulling up a
Sheila Trent beamed at Alec. She was a mature woman with a blatant, forthright manner—to the point of being pushy. The look she chose was designer clothing, eccentric earrings, and low cut tops. Her hair was dyed auburn and immaculately styled in a classic
45
bob. In short, she was a smart, attractive and efficient-looking older woman who may or may not be a cougar. He never would have guessed she was an accountant.
“Take a seat,” Sheila encouraged, pulling a chair close alongside her own. She patted it invitingly as she gave him a deliberate and approving once over.
As Alec sat down he found himself engulfed in a heavy floral scent. She launched into her introduction to the accounting system, flashing through pages at a rate of knots. Even though he listened closely and assessed the system for security while she described it, Alec couldn’t stop himself glancing at his watch occasionally, counting the hours until their lunch date with Monica.
“Weren’t there supposed to be two of you?” Sheila asked, at one point.
“My colleague was called away on an important matter.”
Owen had gone to buy some toys for Monica, bondage toys. They had discussed and agreed it wouldn’t take two of them to look into the accounts set up. Owen had plans to introduce himself to the restaurant management staff later that day. However, Alec’s growing concern was that Owen was losing sight of his goal, because he was focusing somewhere else instead. In fact they were both in danger of falling into that trap. It was something he was going keep an eye on, and mention, if necessary.
“As you can see,” Sheila informed him as she scrolled through the database, “we’ve made some minor adjustments to the system recommended by headquarters. Improvements, in my opinion.” She gave him a smug smirk.
Alec tried not to react too obviously to that statement, which immediately had his attention. With a nod of encouragement, he asked her to continue. On she went. Would the changes they had instigated allow for things to fall through the cracks? The only way to tell would be to spend some serious hours going through the system. The easiest way to do that would be to bring in a USB drive and copy the database, get it onto his laptop, and take it apart. It was just the sort of thing he liked to get his teeth into.
“Can you run a simple purchasing order through the system so that I can see it working? It’s a standard check we’re asked to do. A box I have to tick.” He gave her as most charming smile.
“Yes, of course. Let me take you next door and introduce my assistant. She deals with all the purchasing orders.”
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Alec noticed that she seemed pleased that he was moving on. He definitely wanted to have a look into those ‘minor adjustments to the system’ of hers.
Sheila’s assistant turned out to be a woman in her mid-thirties with a pensive expression.
“This is Miss Mooney. Jane, can you run a purchasing entry through to show Mr Stroud the system in action?” When the assistant nodded, Sheila Trent went to take her leave.
“Anything else you need while you are in the accounts department, just ask Miss Mooney.”
One thing was for sure, he had successfully convinced her that this was a perfunctory visit. Alec smiled at Miss Mooney and hoped she was a little more accessible. The woman gave an unwilling half-smile and a nod in his direction. Alec quickly nicknamed her Miss Moody. He figured it was fair game, seeing as someone here had wrongfully nicknamed Monica the ice queen. She wore her hair scraped back in a ponytail. Unusually, she was dressed in what looked like professional cycle gear. It was either a fashion statement or she was one of the army of London cycle commuters.
Pulling up a
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