Chapter 23
“And you’re sure that about this?” Ginny asked Nate for the fifth time, trying to get the story clear in her own mind.
Nate, who had the patience of a saint and was built like a Greek god, nodded and asked, “Do you want me to go over it again?”
“No.” Ginny shook her head and looked over at Dax, whose expression she couldn’t read. “It’s not that I doubt how you found out what you did, it’s just hard for me to wrap my head around what you found out.”
“I’m sure that this information is not easy for you to hear. I wanted you to be aware of it because of the access Mr. Denton still has to your accounts.”
“Access? No. It should be none. I removed his name from the business bank account and credit cards.”
“I understand. But what about the password to your Cloud server.”
“Yes. I changed that too.”
He clicked several more screens that just had numbers and shapes on them, which looked like computer code to her.
“From what I found he didn’t use any hacking tricks or software to break into your Cloud server, which was where he gained access to the songs and also nine video clips. But the most alarming by far is that he could see all of your new passwords that are all saved in that account, which is never a good idea. It makes you very vulnerable.”
Hindsight was twenty-twenty. “Yeah, I see that.”
“Does anyone else have access to your Cloud account?”
“Just my mo—” Oh no. “My mom had just gotten married and she was leaving for her honeymoon. I never considered that he would have had her password, but now that I think about it, it makes sense.”
He’d gotten access to all of it, including, it turned out, her bank accounts.
“I will have my completed report done by Monday. If you plan on filing charges I have no problem testifying. I’m considered an expert in the field of forensic accounting.”
“Why does that not surprise me?” Dax shook his head, it was obvious he was impressed by Nate, and why wouldn’t he be?
She’d spent an hour with the man now, but within minutes of meeting him she’d known he was easily the most intelligent person she’d ever met. Not that it mattered but he wasn’t bad to look at either. One would definitely categorize him as a “hot nerd,” which was a very popular category to be in these days. But he wasn’t just hot for a “nerd” he was just flat out hot. Dark hair, dark eyes, glasses that worked on him and a kind of quiet dominating presence.
If she hadn’t been head over heels, bye-bye baby in love with Dax, she might have developed a little crush on him. Although he was giving off a very emotionally-unavailable vibe. But hey, maybe that was her type. Dax was “relationshipally” unavailable and she’d fallen in love with him. Maybe for her to be attracted to someone they just needed to be unavailable.
That was a depressing thought, but not as depressing as her manager stealing from her for, what Nate had discovered, six years and leaking her music. That was a much tougher pill to swallow.
“Is there any way you can put up some kind of security or safeguard, or do I need to shut down the entire thing?”
“It’s already in place. You are protected.”
Ginny almost asked how but stopped herself since she probably wouldn’t understand it anyway. Though she’d tried, it was hard to even follow his explanation of how he discovered Shane was the one behind the song leaks, the story about her and Derek in the tabloids and apparently skimming money out of her account and laundering it through dummy businesses all the way back to her first contract she signed when she was fourteen.
“Okay, well thank you for your time. I really appreciate it.” Ginny stood and Nate followed. The two guys did the man-nod goodbye thing before Dax placed his hand on her back and led her out to the SUV, where Capone was sleeping soundly under a thick blanket in the passenger seat.
As they started back home, or to his house she reminded herself, he gently asked, “How are you holding up?”
“Okay. It’s just been an eventful few weeks.”
“Yeah. I guess so. Is there anything I can do?”
“No.” She shifted her upper body so she could comfortably rest against Dax’s arm as he drove. “This is all I need.”
She wasn’t just saying that either. Having Dax there to lean on for support made her feel like she could pretty much take on the world. The closer they got to his house, the more excited she got thinking about him making her forget everything that she’d just learned, at least until tomorrow.
Closing her eyes she took a deep breath and soaked in Dax’s strength as she rested against him. The past forty-eight hours had enough ups and downs, twists and turns, dips and flips that anyone who had been strapped onto it would be ready to get off.
And that’s exactly what she wanted to do. Hopefully at the hands of Dax. And the mouth of Dax, and the…