Needing Proof

Blake POV

Taking out my phone, I hit the number.

“Blake," the voice comes through.

“I need to get into a laptop; it’s got a password. Howeasy is it to get around?” I ask and wait.

“That depends, and there's no one answer fits all, Blake. Send me the serial number, operating system, and as much about it as you can. I'll send you instructions, or I can come and do it for you?”

While he would be able to do it far quicker, I would rather not have someone elseinvolved. “Just send me instructions, and I’ll get the pictures now for you. There’s no rush. I’m busy for two days,so I can't do it straight away.”

As much as I want to check tonight, I can't. I've got other things to consider. I need to do it with Jax and Chase sat there so they can't argue that I hid anything.

“Okay, send me the pictures, and I’ll be in touch.” The phone cuts out, and I walk to her laptop, taking pictures of the things I think he will need before sending themto him.

Walking to my room, I get sorted and in