slippedhalo
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Teaghan worked at her father's old company. Twice per week (tuesday and thursday)she had to venture out and go into the office downtown for meetings and to check on the new line of software their company was currently working on developing.
It was thursday, Teaghan decided she'd also get some grocery shopping done on the way home from work. She had just reopened one of her safer back accounts and had recieved a new pin card in the mail with a new user code. It was the only account she was certain was still safe from the hacker for the time being and she'd moved a great deal of her money into it so she could continue paying her bills and using her own money while she worked out the other crap having been hacked into. At the supermarket she picked up enough groceries to get her through the weekend and even a little extra, some wine and crackers with bree, crab salad, egg salad, pretzels, she was thinking she needed a little company and would call her friends, Sarah and Lori to come over and hang out either friday or saturday, help her feel a little less spooked in her own place. Lately, she kept feeling like she was being watched. She thought it must simply be from the expansive hackjob done on her and it was making her feel violated and paranoid all week. She knew she needed some sense of normal chatter with her girlfreinds to cheer her up and take her mind off of things for a while.
Once back at her appartment she took her phone off of the cradle and was about to call up Sarah when she noticed a windowhad been opened in her living room. She put the phone and her grocery bag down on the table to go get a closer look. She was certain it hadn't have been her to leave the window open like that. The weather had been cooler the past couple of weeks. She hadn't opened the windows anywhere in her place for over a month.
But, as she got closer and looked she saw it was indeed cracked halfway open. She closed it and turned quickly with her back to the window, looking with new eyes at her apartment, her mind racing with possibilities. She lived alone. No one could have opened the window from the inside. That meant someone did it from outside...a burgler? It was just oo convenient of a coincidence that she had not even two days ago had all of her personal information stolen from her computer (including her name, address, telephone number, ect) and now someone had broken in...
...Was the intruder still there? She wondered, her breath catching in her suddenly desert dry throat.
It was thursday, Teaghan decided she'd also get some grocery shopping done on the way home from work. She had just reopened one of her safer back accounts and had recieved a new pin card in the mail with a new user code. It was the only account she was certain was still safe from the hacker for the time being and she'd moved a great deal of her money into it so she could continue paying her bills and using her own money while she worked out the other crap having been hacked into. At the supermarket she picked up enough groceries to get her through the weekend and even a little extra, some wine and crackers with bree, crab salad, egg salad, pretzels, she was thinking she needed a little company and would call her friends, Sarah and Lori to come over and hang out either friday or saturday, help her feel a little less spooked in her own place. Lately, she kept feeling like she was being watched. She thought it must simply be from the expansive hackjob done on her and it was making her feel violated and paranoid all week. She knew she needed some sense of normal chatter with her girlfreinds to cheer her up and take her mind off of things for a while.
Once back at her appartment she took her phone off of the cradle and was about to call up Sarah when she noticed a windowhad been opened in her living room. She put the phone and her grocery bag down on the table to go get a closer look. She was certain it hadn't have been her to leave the window open like that. The weather had been cooler the past couple of weeks. She hadn't opened the windows anywhere in her place for over a month.
But, as she got closer and looked she saw it was indeed cracked halfway open. She closed it and turned quickly with her back to the window, looking with new eyes at her apartment, her mind racing with possibilities. She lived alone. No one could have opened the window from the inside. That meant someone did it from outside...a burgler? It was just oo convenient of a coincidence that she had not even two days ago had all of her personal information stolen from her computer (including her name, address, telephone number, ect) and now someone had broken in...
...Was the intruder still there? She wondered, her breath catching in her suddenly desert dry throat.