In Deep with the FBI Agent Read Online Free

rightly claimed he had no sway with the admissions staff at the school, but Ted must not have believed him. It was going to get uncomfortable at work if Ted thought Sam could help get his kids accepted at the exclusive prep school. Sam didn’t make nearly enough salary to make the kind of donations that could gain him traction with the school.
    “I went there for high school, but I haven’t been back there since I graduated. I’m sure it’s a very different place, and I don’t know much about the inner workings of private schools,” Sam said.
    “Were there other complaints?” Jack asked.
    “Three private schools in the last month have logged complaints,” Ted said. “I doubt any of them are connected. My guess in all three cases is that it’s student hackers trying out their skills.” He glanced pointedly at Sam, who felt his cheeks heat.
    As part of his admittance to the FBI, he’d had to confess that as a fifteen-year-old, he’d hacked into his school computer just to see if he could do it. He’d changed nothing, stolen nothing, and caused no harm. No one ever knew he was there, but Sam didn’t want anything to trip up his application, so he’d been up front about it. “Fine. That is something I know about.” Everyone at the table laughed, since Sam wasn’t alone in his youthful indiscretion. They were all members of CAT because they were hackers at heart.
    “Are you sure they weren’t all related?” Sam asked, thinking swiftly and trying to find patterns.
    Ted shrugged and slurped his coffee. “I suspect this case isn’t under our watch. Let someone in the general cyber team handle it. Almost no money was stolen from the schools, so the DOJ won’t take it on.”
    “Maybe that wasn’t the goal,” Sam said, scratching the back of his head. “Maybe they stole a little bit of money as a MacGuffin.”
    His next sentence was drowned out by hoots and laughs at his use of the Hitchcock film term. He accepted the ribbing with a good-natured grin, but he didn’t lose his train of thought. “What if the financial theft was to hide the real goal?”
    “What was the end goal, then?” Ted asked curiously.
    “I have no idea.” He delved into thoughtful silence, continuing to eat his lunch as the others moved into a discussion about the latest trade for a new pitcher on the Nationals.
    He returned to the office after lunch and headed to Ted’s private office. “Can I see the files on the private school hackings?”
    “Why bother? We’re overloaded as is, and these aren’t going to be a big deal. We won’t get a prosecutor to take it on.”
    “Maybe not,” Sam replied, “but I want to take a look anyway, with your permission.”
    “Fine.” His boss hit a few keys on his computer and sent the files to Sam. “Don’t waste too much time on this. We have bigger cases.”
    “Agreed.” Sam returned to his desk and opened the email attachments with the intake files detailing the case. After reading all three files, he saw the cases might or might not be connected. Without knowing more, there was no way to tell, except for his gut instinct that was telling him they were connected and not just individual hackings, as was the original thought.
    He fired off an email to Ted requesting to take on the case because there was something he was missing. Something bigger than a few grand stolen from scholarship and athletic funding at some prestigious college preparatory schools. With permission to spend more time on the case, he’d find the connection. He knew it.

Chapter Two
    S am wondered how many other schools had been hacked and hadn’t even realized it yet. Likely a lot. While he waited for Ted to give permission for him to delve into the case, he completed some other administrative tasks on his to-do list.
    Finally, around three in the afternoon, he got the green light to take the lead on the private school hacks. He had access to assistance from research and they started making calls to various