Karma strikes

Chapter 8 (Mason's POV)

Yeah ok I was being a dick.

But I don't care.

It was better this way.

I needed to make it clear we were still enemies.

Well not really enemies but we did still hate each other.

Also I needed to make sure she wouldn't suspect me of doing anything considering her job.

First of all it was clear as day that what I was doing was illegal and I could go to prison for hacking into their documents.

Especially since her boss was an asshole for smaller things.

And if he ever finds out what I did he would make sure I pay for everything.

And I had a suspicion my consequences would be far worse than they were for Rachel and every woman that was in that company before her.

So back to the topic at hand.

It was really important that no one knew about what I was doing.

Also I didn't want her to think I developed any feelings towards her and that it was the reason behind my secret operation.

Damn it,. That sounds so lame.

Let's find a better name for my operation as I call it.

Operation clean name?

Nah, not cool enough.

Hmm, maybe dirty deeds.

Yes! 

That is the one.

It's not too obvious but it still makes sense to me.

So back to dirty deeds.

I accomplished what I needed, deleting those letters and writing new ones, and also successfully hid any trace of me being on their server.

Now I was thinking what else could I do.

I had an idea but I needed to be really careful because I didn't want Rachel to find out what I did.

Ah to hell with it.

The sooner she gets a job sooner she will move out and I could have my peace and quiet back.

So I did probably the stupidest thing I ever did in my life.

I hacked her computer.

Oh shut up!

Sure I did it for myself but I also helped her out in the process so it wasn't so bad.

So as I was saying beforeI had to point out the obvious.

I hacked into her computer, to my defense, I didn't touch any private files.

I only looked for her CV,which wasn't hard to find, since it was right on the desktop.

I quickly copied it to my desktop and left her computer.

I had everything I needed.

So I started searching.

I knew she was looking for an apartment nearby.

So I searched for every company that wasn't more than half an hour away by subway or car.

When I narrowed down my choices I looked for those that were looking for a secretary or anything similar.

I didn't even look at what companies I selected.

It was only important they checked all the criteriums,

I checked all the companies that were suitable and wrote a quick introduction message.

I put her CV and my recommendation letter into it as well and hit send.

I made sure to send it from  her mail though because I think it would be a bit tricky to explain how I got an email with information about her job interview.

I was waiting for the confirmation email, so I would be sure all the companies received the letter when a ping was heard from the living room.

Which meant, Rachel left her laptop in the living room.

But it also meant I only had a few seconds to log out of her mail or I would be in deep shit.

Thank God I was hacking and coding for living.

I typed quickly and managed to disconnect our computers in only seconds.

I think it was a record even for me.

A few seconds later someone knocked on my door.

I stood up and opened the door.

"How can I help you Rachel?"

She looked at me with an annoyed expression.

I know I should put more effort into getting along but what for? Soon she would be gone and the end.

"Didn't you tell me you won't be a prick today? You just gave me another reason to never believe a male specimen."

I rolled my eyes at her dramatic behaviour.

"Is this why you interrupted me?" 

Now it was her turn to roll her eyes.

"No Sherlock. I wanted to ask you, what is the name of the company where you work?"

All my senses were on high alert at her question.

I had a bad feeling about this.

Is it possible for karma to hit you back in a few minutes?

"Code hack. But why is this information important?"

She gave me a huge smile, but it wasn't kind.

It was full of evil promises.

"Guess what roomie. I have an interview tomorrow. In Code hack. Wish me luck."

She turned around and went into her room, and I was standing there like a piece of stone, trying to process her words.

See guys?

Told you I had a bad feeling.

Because I wasn't paying attention I sent the mail to the one recipient I used most often.

And that was my company's mail.

Now she is  going to an interview in my company tomorrow.

and since I knew my boss, I also knew he would like Rachel and she would be hired on the spot, 

Especially with the recommendation letter I wrote her.

So yes, I was fucked.

Karma 1, Mason 0.