Taken by the Greek Billionaire by Emma Shortt Read Free Book Online Page A

turned it over in his hands then watched as a red beam
emerged from the tip. A laser then. Next came a circular box of some sort. Sebastian had absolutely
no idea what it was and eyed it carefully.
    “Demetrious.” Max practically
skidded to a halt in the kitchen, his face set into grim lines, his hands
clenched around a Blackberry. He’d clearly run from wherever he’d been because
his chest was heaving. “I was already close by,” he said, eyes darting left and
right. “What is happening? Why are my men surrounding the house waiting to hear
from you?”
    Sebastian waved a hand around the equipment. “A
thief.”
    Grimness turned to outrage. “Impossible.”
    “Clearly not.”
    And then to anger. “Where
is he?”
    “That is irrelevant. Suffice as to say the thief has been dealt
with.”
    “Irrelevant?” Max spluttered. “Dealt with how? What is going on? What are you doing?”
    What was he doing?
Sebastian shrugged, unwilling to answer and handed the circular device to Max.
“Of more import now is finding out exactly how the thief managed to gain entry.
That is all you need to be thinking about. Ignore the rest and fix my security.
Security which I should point out that should have been impenetrable!”
    Max opened his mouth to say something else but closed it the moment
he saw the look on his employer’s face. Instead he took the device and frowned.
“These are lock picks,” he said. “Sophisticated ones at that. They work off mimicking the structure of a lock and then replicating it, you
need to know the lock type beforehand though. These aren’t cheap, more to the
point they’re not even available in this country.”
    “And this?” He
passed Max the tablet.
    “Good God. Hold on….” Max scrolled the device on and frowned.
“Password protected but I can tell you already that this is probably loaded
with x-one software.”
    “Which is?”
    “It’s an algorithm for hacking a safe code.”
    Sebastian was outraged. “ Theos . Are you serious? You’re telling me there’s a code that
someone can use to get into my safes?”
    Max nodded. “It’ll hack the minicomputer in there and there’s little
that can be done if the code is good enough. The safe company sends us updates
regularly, but it’s about staying one step ahead.” He shook his head and placed
the tablet back on the table. “This is one sophisticated thief. We’re talking
at least ten thousand here for this equipment, and the software on the tablet
would need to be updated regularly.”
      No common criminal .
Hadn’t he thought just that?
    “I’ll conduct a search of the perimeter and see where the breach
occurred if possible,” Max said. “Then the house. I cannot believe this. I
apologize—”
    Sebastian pictured the thief upstairs strapped to his bed and shook
his head, cutting Max off. “Leave the house. I can guarantee there’s no one
here now and apologies are no good to me. If you want your job come tomorrow I
want answers.”
    “Of course…and the thief?”
    “As I said, dealt with.”
    Max paused, clearly steeling himself to say something his employer
did not want to hear. “Demetrious,” he finally began. “I cannot protect you
properly if you do not allow me to do so. I’m only surprised it has taken this
long for a thief to gain entry. You
may not be a public figure but many are aware of your wealth and yet you insist
that your guards remain in the basement, that we do not drive you ourselves….”
    Sebastian shook his head impatiently. “That is irrelevant. Simply fix
what went wrong and make sure it does not happen again.”
    “Without the thief to tell us exactly how they got in that will be
very difficult. Of course I will try but—”
    “Then I will get you that information.”
    Max started. “How? What are you going to
do?”
    Sebastian stood up and eyed the criminal paraphernalia on his table.
Seeing it there, laid out, the tools of her trade,
should have been enough to knock some sense