Evil boss

re. If they were tipped off, they wouldn't get a good look at me. Rivera only had one small office in the cit

cker trying to save her mother to get in. The elevator slowed to a crawl, and I lifted the ladder and toolbox. The place was all open plan. It was dotted with sleek desks and lounge areas with colorful

I stifled a sigh. It was a Rivera Tech Ultra400. It wasn't even on the market yet. Sheer need filled me. I'd sell my kidney for one. "Here." The receptionist pointed upstairs. "These lights are either off or flickering." Benji from Accounting nearly had an epileptic seizure. "Got it," I said. "I'll take a look." I set up my ladder. I pulled out the building schematics. If I was right, I should be able to find the computer wi

neak in quietly and give me a way to get in later. I looked at all the other wiring. I had no idea how to fix the lights. If I tried, I'd probably electrocute myself. Carefully, I unplugged my tablet and put it in one of my pockets. Then I taped the cable shut. Adrenaline coursed through me. "Mav, I put those financial reports on your desk," a voice said. "Did you need them?" a deep voice replied. I froze. Maverick Rivera. No, Remi. Let him pass. Ooh, but I really wanted to see the man in person. I got halfway down the stairs and my body stopped. Oh

ll and hit the ground on my back. The air rushed out of me with a whoosh. The ladder, thankfully, didn't land on top of me. It hit the ground next to me with a crash. A rugged face appeared, dark brows drawn together. Maverick Rivera in full dark glory. "You okay?" His voice came out in a snarl. I sat up. "I think so." "Do you have a death wish? You shouldn't play on ladders." My anger rose. Thanks, Captain

ong day, with an afternoon of endless meetings. He took off his jacket and threw it over a chair. He had some leftover empanadas to eat. His mom had made a huge batch for him the last time she visited. So he wanted to check if his hacker was back. He hadn't gotten an alert, so if she did, she wouldn't set off any alarms. He walked into the kitchen and set his laptop on the large island. He grabbed a beer from the fridge and uncorked it. It was one from a microbrewery he liked

sson never stuck. "Wait, wait," Maria Rivera said. "There." Her smiling face appeared. She was going gray and didn't care. She told him, I raised four kids, Maverick, I earned those grays. Her parents

licked her lips. "So, I saw your picture in the paper. You were at some party." Mav groaned. He went to too many parties for his own liking. "You were with a blonde. She was really pretty. I think her name was Alyssa. They said yo