Office Play: Freaky Geek Series

by Williams, Stephanie

  Wow. Jeanette felt humbled by this revelation. She hoped she wouldn’t disappoint her and the firm. She really wanted to find the problem to this situation. It was getting out of hand.

  “Anyway,” Adam continued. “I’ve been there for five years.”

  “Question.” Jeanette saw Adam’s left brow go up.

  “What?”

  “When did this disappearing office supplies start?”

  Adam twisted his mouth. “Hmm, I would say it got real bad a few months ago. But now that I think about it. Little things have been disappearing for at least a year.” Just then Adam quickly got out of bed. Jeanette tipped over in the bed and fell in the empty space where he was.

  “What is it?” she asked, as she watched him looking through his briefcase.

  “I just remembered something. We had issues here and there, but really paid no attention to it.”

  “Paid no attention!” This time it was Jeanette who jumped out of the bed.

  “Not really ‘not’ paid attention, but dismissed it to someone forgot to write down the right number or something. But now that you mentioned it, it could have started a long time ago.”

  “You mean like someone testing the waters to see how much they could get away with, before they went for the big time something.”

  “Exactly.”

  Jeanette sat on the nearby chair as she watched Adam tear through his briefcase. She should have thought of that from the get go. But the way Sam explained it, it just started happening. Well, it got so bad that they finally noticed, but whoever or whatever, could have been testing the waters like she said.

  “Ah, here it is!”

  Jeanette got up and went to his side. “What have you got?”

  “This was an order me and my team put through ten months ago. Some of the stuff we had to re-order, but that’s because we thought we wrote down the wrong product number.”

  “Was it kicked back in the system or something?”

  Adam looked over the purchase order. “It says back-order.” Adam threw down the paper as though he was totally disgusted.

  “What’s wrong now?”

  “We need to look over every purchase order from at least a year ago. If I remember correctly we had a lot of back-order items, but didn’t think anything of it cause we got them later. But now with the original orders floating out there somewhere…..”

  “Hmm. It’s like the first order was for whoever, then they threw in the second one so no concerns would come up. If you got your order, then no problem. Okay, then, let’s get cracking on this. We’re not going out anyway.” Jeanette headed to the bathroom to freshen up. “Could you order lunch?” She hollered.

  “No prob.”

  After thirty minuets, Jeanette re-entered the room. Adam was together too. He had on a loose fitting shirt and jeans. He had on his glasses and he was studying the purchases orders intently. Even this casual and a bit geeky, he was still sexy.

  “You see anything?” She stood looking over his shoulder.

  “Yeah, I see a lot.” Adam turned around in his chair. “I’m gonna give you half of these. I’m so glad I went with my first mind and brought these with me. Highlight everything that says ‘back-ordered’.”

  “Cool.”

  Adam came over to her and kissed her on the cheek. “Mmmm. If we’re not careful, not only will we solve this early, we might have something else to announce to the home office when we get back.”

  Jeanette’s toes curled in her fuzzy slippers.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Jeanette took out her glasses and her proverbial thinking cap. Adam looked like he was on to something.

  If this started happening a year ago, they had a long road to go. “We have to pin point the exact time started. I wonder if they used a dummy account then.”

  Adam sighed, took off his glasses and rubbed his eye. “If they did it’s not going to make our job any easier. Hopefully we’ll get a break.”

  Jeanette made sure she sat on the opposite end of the room. After that kiss and Adam purring in her ear, she was hard pressed to keep her legs together. She was glad however, that he noticed this new piece of information. Maybe now he can keep his mind on work, and hands to himself.

  Not that she was complaining about those hands. But there was a time and place for everything and right now, wasn’t the time. However this was Paris, so technically it was the right place.

  She mentally sighed. Why did things have to be so complicated?

  “Here’s something!”

  Jeanette got up and trotted over to him. “Watcha got?”

  “Look at this.” He circled something in red ink. “This dummy account is different from these.” He took out the more recent purchase orders. “See.”

  “Hmm. Does this meant that these aren’t related.”

  “Don’t know. Or does it mean, once we started looking at these orders more closely they changed up things.”

  “Let’s see what office they originated from.” Jeanette took the papers and looked at them more closely. “Look at this!”

  “What?”

  Adam got up and stood real close to her. The smell of his cologne was making her weak again. Damn what this man did to her. She didn’t know how any woman at the job could get any work done when he stood near them.

  “This originated from the Dallas office.”

  “Damn!”

  “Are these happening in all your offices?” Jeanette asked, looking up at him.

  “Man, I hope not. I wanted this to be contained at least to the two offices, L.A. and Paris.”

  Jeanette sat down hard on the edge of the bed. If this is happening all over the place, then they really had their work cut out for them. “We need to narrow this down now. How many offices did you guys have, I forgot?”

  “We have fourteen, including the one here.”

  Jeanette sighed. “Looks like we’re going to have to go through these with a fine tooth comb, and at least twice.”

  “We’ll be eating in all day today.” Adam turned to her. “I would rather do other things than look over a bunch of papers. I mean it’s pouring, it’s dark and cloudy and it’s Paris!”

  Jeanette was with him on this—in her head. But they needed to get on this. She figured out in her head that the company lost a little over a quarter of million dollars. And that was before this recent find!

  Something in the universe was messing with her. Adam was right. Here they were in the most romantic city in the world with the perfect type of weather. And what were they going to spend the day doing? Looking over dull, dry purchase orders.

  Then again, she kept telling Adam that they needed to slow down. They started off too fast and heavy, so this was a perfect situation to put the breaks on everything.

  So why did she feel so crappy?

  She went over and grabbed another stack of papers. She sat on the floor, but near Adam who was still sitting in the chair. “Hey, I know this is getting ahead of myself, but do you know how you’re going to prosecute?” Jeanette asked.

  “That’s for the company to decide. But I believe this falls under embezzlement, grand theft, and fraud. But we still don’t know if it’s a person or a compu—”

  “Wait! That’s it!”

  Adam looked down at her startled. “You found something?”

  “No, but I thought of something. Maybe we’re looking at this from the wrong end,” Jeanette jumped up and went to her purse.

  “What do you mean?” He joined her as she started throwing things out of her bag.

  “Does anyone know where the missing items were shipped?” Jeanette asked, as she pulled out her cell, charger and adapter.

  “Well, if we…. you know what? I see where you’re going. If this was a computer glitch, then nothing was really ordered or at the very least sent to another address. And if it was ordered by a human being, the loot has to be somewhere.”

  “Right.” Jeanette plugged up her cell. “When this is fully charged I
’m gonna call Rene. I have no power and just want it full before I start blabbing.” She laughed. I want her to do some checking for me. You guys could be paying vendors for nothing thinking these are double orders. And hell, they might not say anything.”

  “How is Renee going to help? She doesn’t work for the company.” Adam asked.

  “Oh, didn’t I tell you? She’s a private investigator.”

  ***

  Wow. This family was more interesting than he thought. A female private investigator. How sexy, and Jeannette was a financial investigator. Made sense now. Just then Adam got a thought.

  “You know. If this thing is actually caused by an employee, it could get ugly.”

  Jeanette nodded, while still looking at her cell.

  “Maybe we can do a little moonlighting.”

  Jeanette turned to face him with a puzzled look on her face. “Huh?”

  “Well, you and Renee got the investigation gene. I have access to the computer equipment….”

  “Ohhh. I see. You think we should do a little sideline thingy.”

  “Exactly. We first start and see if any of these things were actually ordered and not some phantom phenomenon.”

  “You would think it would be easy from there.” Jeanette surmised. “I mean we just ask, were these items ordered, and if the vendor says yes, then we ask where they shipped, and boom, they give us an address.”

  “Ha. But as you can see, nothing is that cut and dry.” Adam gathered up the purchase orders he was looking at. “Monday back at the office, I want you to sit with the art department.”

  “Why the art department?”

  “I’m looking at these directly from the office here. It looks like a lot of art supplies. Stencils, white boards, paints, and such were ordered from here. This person can become another Van Gough.”

  “Hmm. How about the other items, like back in the States?”

  “Those were a variety of items. Everything from fancy writing pens to computer servers. But these…” He shook the papers in front of her. “These seem to be more specialized…oh look here.”

  “What is it?” Jeanette looked closely at the paper. “Wow.”

  Adam shook his head. Fifteen laptops and very expensive graphic design software was ordered. “This is crazy. This has to be a person.”

  “Looks like it.” Jeanette put her hands on her hips and shook her head. “You know what it looks like?”

  “What?”

  “Someone is trying to open up their own advertising agency or graphic design studio.”

  Adam nodded. It did look like all these orders were pointing in that direction. Now the only thing they needed to find out was who had those kinds of aspirations. That was going to be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

  He was glad however that he suggested that they look for the culprits on their own—from the outside. This required some unorthodox investigation.

  “I’ll call my brother when I know I can reach him. How about you? Is Renee on an important case or something?”

  “Nah. In fact, she’s off for a while, that’s why we’ve been able to hang out for lunch and go to the movies. What time is it?” Jeanette went over to the clock sitting on the bedsides table. “Hmm it’s eleven thirty in the morning here, so it’s two thirty in the morning in Los Angeles. Better not call now, Renee is not in the best of mood when awakened.”

  Adam laughed. “Complete opposite from my brother. In fact, he’s probable at a club. I’ll text him however.”

  Adam grabbed his cell and found his brother Noah’s number. He then texted him:

  Call me immediately when you have a chance. I need your help with something. “Okay, until he texts me back all we can do is wait. “Want a big lunch?”

  “Oh yes. Make sure there is some good hot chocolate there.”

  “Sounds good.”

  Adam called in the order, and made sure they had plenty of hot chocolate. After he ordered he joined Jeanette on the edge of the bed. Then he thought of something.

  He got up and walked toward the door.

  “What is it? They can’t be here already,” Jeanette said.

  “No. But I thought I would put this up.” He held up the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign.

  “Oh.”

  “Don’t over think it. I just want to make sure we have some uninterrupted time while we go over this. We only have a few more days here.”

  “Oh yeah, sure.”

  Adam looked over at the clock. It was going on twelve o’clock. The day was still young and the possibilities were endless.

  He just hoped he didn’t screw it up again.

  Chapter Twenty

  Adam managed to get Jeanette to sit next to him on the huge chair in the corner of the room near the fireplace. She didn’t protest, in fact she was grateful that she was near the fire.

  “My hands and fingers are drying out, I’ve touched so much paper,” Jeanette complained.

  “I think I have something for that,” Adam said, getting up. Immediately he felt cold. Sitting next to her, feeling the warm softness of her body and coupled with the fireplace, was soothing and comforting.

  “Whatcha got?”

  “I carry hand lotion, since my hands are always inside a computer and dealing with parts.” He searched his case and found it. “Here we go. Hope you don’t mind smelling like musk and woods.” He chuckled.

  “Not at all, as long as it moisturizes.” Jeanette cupped her hands as he squirted some lotion in them. “Oh, thick.”

  “Here, let me do that. Adam put down the tube and took her hands into his. “I can rub it in better.”

  He rubbed her hands slowly, looking into Jeanette’s eyes. They were dark and dilated. He could make his move now, but decided he would take things slow and carefully. She was more comfortable around him—alone, and he didn’t want to spook her into shutting him off.

  He took his seat next to her again, but never did he stop massaging her hands. “Feels good?”

  “Huh?”

  “I asked if your hands are feeling better now.”

  “Oh, yeah, yeah.” She quickly removed her hands from his and went back to the papers. “Thanks so much.”

  Instead of saying something, he too went back to his papers. This was going to be a slow process, but he knew it would be well worth the wait.

  After about ten minutes, there was a knock on the door.

  “Service de Chambre!”

  “Oh goodie, food,” Jeanette said, jumping off the chair, nearly knocking Adam to the floor.

  “I take it we are really hungry,” Adam smirked.

  “Just a little.” Jeanette said, from the bathroom.

  Adam opened the door and allowed room service in. He watched him as he meticulously set up the table, and carefully placed the food down. It was as though the man was creating a masterpiece.

  When he was done, Adam had to admit it looked like a work of art.

  “Quoi que ce soit d'autre?”

  “Uh…no. Here you go.” He tipped the man and he left. “Looks good!” he hollered to Jeanette.

  “Coming, just needed to wash my hands.” She came bouncing back into the room.

  “Yeah, I need to do that too. Don’t start without me.” Adam went to his bathroom. He decided besides cleaning up, to shave and put on some cologne.

  He noticed that Jeanette loved getting close to him—on the sly and smelling him. She must love his cologne and had a tendency to stay close to him longer when he wore it.

  He would do whatever it takes.

  He re-entered the room and saw Jeanette sitting at he table, almost drooling over the food.

  “Looks good huh?”

  “Never a bad meal with French cuisine.” She patted the chair next to her. “Come on, hurry up and sit down, I’m starved.”

  “Right with you. What do we have here?”

  “Let’s see. Mmm. Nothing like breakfast food for lunch. Crepe with salted butter, Belgian waffles, eggs with black truff
les and this looks like Chocolat Chaud. Wow, you ordered the kitchen,” Jeanette laughed.

  “Hey, you said you wanted a huge lunch. Wait till dinner. I’m really going all out.”

  She giggled the cutest girly giggle. He wanted to lean over and kiss her right then. But he held back.

  He was doing good. He wanted to pat himself on the back. But at the same time he wanted to kick himself. His brother would be laughing at him at the moment. Adam, the ladies man being a gentleman.

  But he’s never been with a lady like Jeanette Foster.

  He leaned over and picked up the top of a platter. “Hmm. The bellboy didn’t show me this. Hey! Chocolate covered strawberries.”

  “Mmm. My fav.”

  Adam turned to her. “Really? Well, let’s save these for later.” He took the platter and took them to the little fridge in the corner of the room. He then came back and started digging in. “I think once we get a full stomach, we can think more clearly on this.”

  “I agree.”

  They continued eating, commenting on the food with almost every bite. By the time they were finished an hour had past.

  “Still too early to contact Renee,” Jeanette said.

  “Really? It’s five in the morning in Los Angeles now.”

  “You don’t know Renee on her days off. I’ll call her in an hour.”

  As if on cue, Adam’s cell vibrated. “Must be Noah.” He looked at the screen. “Yep”

  “He says what’s going on. Let me call him and fill him in. Are you sure you want to do this, remember we’re on our own going this route.”

  “I’m in. We have to stop this or this agency could go bankrupt.”

  Adam punched the speed dial and waited.

  “Hey bro.”

  “Hey, glad you’re coherent enough to talk.”

  “Ha, ha. What’s the urgency?”

  Adam filled him in from the beginning. He started with when they first noticed the missing items, then the dummy numbers, then what they thought were the origins of the mess up. Rehashed how they determined it started earlier than they thought and looked like someone is setting up a competing shop somewhere.

  Noah let out a low whistle. “Man, that’s some crazy shit.”