In Death 15: Seduction in Death by J. D. Robb

Author:J. D. Robb
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780425181461
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 2001-09-01T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

“No pops on the rings,” Eve told her team.

She’d had to pull rank, step on toes, and bribe the scheduling clerk with a block of Swiss chocolate, but she’d managed to hook a conference room.

Roarke was good for the chocolate and would only smirk a little at the bribery angle.

“Best we’ve got is they’re not heirlooms. The jewelers Peabody tapped agree that they’re not antiques. If the stones and settings are genuine, the value’s estimated at two hundred fifty k each.”

“Any guy wears a quarter mil on his finger’s a putz” was Feeney’s opinion. “And a showoff.”

“Agreed. Putz and showoff percentages are high. I want to take the search on them global, so I’m passing that ball to EDD.” And she’d tap her own personal source on showoff items. Roarke might not wear baubles himself, but he was sure an expert at buying them and draping them all over her.

“Imaging’s working with the waiter, but it’s slow. He’s a lot clearer on the rings than the guys wearing them. We can access security discs for the last week or two weeks from the Palace, but it’ll take time to pick through them, and luck to home in on our men. I’ll be doing that run personally, but meanwhile, if nothing jumps by morning, I’m going to request our witness agrees to hypnotherapy.”

“There’s no guarantee they weren’t wearing enhancements when they met for drinks,” McNab pointed out and earned a rare nod of approval from Eve.

“That’s right, but we detail the image anyway. We keep building the box until we lock them inside. Progress on the rental unit?” She glanced at Feeney. “And don’t crawl up my ass.”

“Funny you should ask. We cleaned out most of the chatter. You wouldn’t believe the shit people send through rentals. Porn sites win ten to one.”

“It’s so good to have my view of the general citizenship reinforced.”

“After that you got your entertainment and amusement sites, then your financials. Personal e-mail comes after. Most promising user name is Wordsworth. All his transmissions are cloaked. You get through one layer of the cloak and the sucker bounces you to another locale. He shot the goods from the cyber-joint to Madrid. Start picking there and it bounces to Delta Colony. Then — “

“I get the picture. What did you find?”

Feeney sulked a little, crunched on nuts. “I uncloaked one transmission so far. Looks like he did three, maybe four more. The one I stripped down went to an account registered to Stefanie Finch. A lot of mushy stuff.”

“Shoot the mushy stuff and her address to my units. You’re a cyber-wizard, Feeney.”

That soothed his ruffles. “Yeah, don’t I know it. I gotta take a couple hour’s medical, get a quick eye fix. Detective Cyber-Wiz here’ll keep on it.”

“I’m in the field. Peabody, with me. Peel off,” she ordered as she strode out and toward a glide. “Snag me an energy bar or something, meet me in the garage in ten. I need to stop by my office first.

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