“If you wanted to, you would have, since you keep a second phone secured under your chair,”

Harold smirked.

“I have to look out for the best interest of the company. We cannot have an attorney that’s frolicking with minors,”

“Pertaining to the matter at hand, Mr. Shelton has not done any frolicking of the sort,” said a voice that neither Jermaine nor Harold were familiar with.

“I beg your pardon?” Harold asked, caught off guard by the third voice.

“I didn’t mean to intrude. But I’m Agent Blankenship. I’m the information and security technology analyst. Sadly, it appears that Mr. Shelton is the latest victim of AI Fakery.

With different applications such as Midjourney, DaVinci or Dall-E3, a person can generate an image that looks exactly like another person. But it won’t be the actual person. Think of it as a virtual body double.

Though the images appeared to be 100% authentic, there are inconsistencies that prove that the image is not authentic. Prime example, if you look at the image here, you can see that the hands appear to be fused together.

The image here shows a mouth with four rows of teeth, and to simply prove that this was a fake, I used an application called AI Background Removal and the image was dissolved.

Mr. Shelton, your system was compromised and that’s how someone was able to plant these falsified pictures,” Agent Blankenship advised.

“Are you serious?” Harold asked.

From the high-pitched sound in his voice, Jermaine knew that Harold asked more out of irritation than actual concern. Jermaine heard what was said, but he didn’t speak. He was too angry to say anything.

“Mr. Shelton, I do apologize that this has happened to you. Unfortunately, even though we’ve proven that the images are fake, this matter is not over. Someone did take the time to create and plant Pornographic images of you in a compromising position.

We now have to investigate why that is. Was Deep Fake created as a personal attack or professional one? Either way, we have an investigation to conduct. Also, a scan of your emails did show that some nonwork related engagements were discussed. You will have to speak with HR about those findings,” Agent Blankenship informed.

Jermaine heard none of the conversation after the words Deep Fake. Fury overtook him when he realized who was behind this. The two words jarred a memory that instantly made him shake. He thought back to the text where he first heard the words.

Text from unsaved number: I got two words for you: Deep Fake. Come over here now or I’ll have Eden thinking that you were here

“That dirty bitch,”

****

“OUUUCCHH!!” Eden screamed as she snatched her hand away from Jermaine’s tight grip.