Chapter 37: Erin

Erin's heart did a summersault. One thoughtful act and she wanted to throw herself at him.

She resisted the urge and turned her attention back to her laptop. Music. That's what she needed to stay focused. Her selection was small, but it was better than the general nothing of the plane.

Focus.

She had work to do.

Osman's email archive was exactly what she'd suspected it to be. Boring. Full of random, unnecessary work correspondence, a few newsletters, some personal mail, but nothing too out of the ordinary.

It was too normal.

Erin sat back in her chair and stared at the file structure.

The oil business was a tricky world. It wasn't as simple as just buying the rights to some land, pumping the crude and shipping out for refining. The governments and military were involved. So were the locals and the people who'd lived off that land for generations. Nothing was as simple and clean as this email archive.

What was she missing?

Erin expanded the files. With thousands of mes