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record, and his was clean, at least since coming to this country. Andie wondered about the inaccessible juvenile record he may have left behind in a country that shared nothing with the United States.
    She leaned closer, resting her crossed forearms on the table. “One of the warehouse workers says he saw you using a cell phone before the heist.”
    It was a bluff, but the FBI was convinced that someone from inside the warehouse had signaled the robbers. The guy remained cool.
    â€œThat’s a lie,” said Alvarez. “I never use my cell on duty.”
    Andie didn’t miss a beat. “Let me be clear, Mr. Alvarez. We are going to turn that warehouse upside down and inside out. Maybe you cloned somebody’s cell so it couldn’t be traced to you. Maybe you used your sister’s cell. Maybe it’s a disposable. Whatever phone you used, you had to ditch it somewhere in that warehouse. We are going to find it. I’m giving you a chance to tell me now, before all bets are off.”
    â€œMaybe you didn’t hear me the first time,” he said, not the slightest quake in his voice. “I never use a cell on the job.”
    â€œSuit yourself,” said Andie. “But remember what I tell you today. Count One: Octavio Alvarez did conspire to obstructcommerce by robbery by taking approximately nine-point-six million dollars in United States currency by actual and threatened force and violence. Count Two: Octavio Alvarez and his coconspirators did knowingly commit such crime of violence through the use of a firearm. I’m guessing fifteen years in federal prison on count one. Another ten to fifteen on count two. Those are just the obvious charges. I’m sure the U.S. attorney will tack on two or three more, including an order of restitution in the full amount of the heist that will follow you around for the rest of your life. My guess is that you’ll be a sixty-year-old man wishing he could afford his prescription for Viagra by the time you get out of prison and make love to a woman again. Have a nice day, Mr. Alvarez.”
    Alvarez addressed the company lawyers. “Is that all?”
    â€œYes, Mr. Alvarez. You’re excused.”
    He rose, the junior lawyer escorted him to the door, and Alvarez left the room.
    â€œYou think he’s our man?” asked the general counsel.
    â€œHard to say,” said Littleford. “If he is, we know he didn’t use a cell phone registered under his own name.”
    â€œHow do you know that?”
    Andie explained. “We don’t need a warrant to get the transactional details from a person’s cell. That includes time and date of phone calls, the GPS coordinates of the caller’s location, and the numbers dialed. Alvarez’s cell is clean all yesterday afternoon. No calls. Same with all the Braxton guards.”
    â€œAs they should be,” said the lawyer. “Guards can’t talk on their cell while on duty.”
    â€œWhich is why we think our insider used a phone that’s not registered in his name and ditched it somewhere in that warehouse,” said Littleford.
    â€œOr it could be in a thousand tiny pieces and flushed down the toilet,” said Andie.
    â€œSo what’s next?” the lawyer asked. “Will you wiretap his phone? Follow him?”
    â€œWe’ll let you know,” said Littleford.
    â€œThere’s one other thing we should discuss,” said Andie. “The reward.”
    â€œWe’re on that,” the lawyer said. “Braxton will offer two hundred fifty thousand dollars for information leading to the arrest and conviction of those responsible and the return of the money.”
    â€œI got a problem with that,” said Littleford.
    â€œThat’s a big reward. What’s the problem?”
    â€œDon’t make the reward conditional on return of the money.”
    The lawyer smiled a little, but it wasn’t a friendly smile. “No