access his account. Hoping for a Daily Double, I tried Richardâs âHephaestusâ password with no success, then keyed in âshazam.â This also failed. After half a dozen more guesses, Yahoo displayed a stern warning explaining the legal ramifications of hacking, and locked Richardâs account. Defeated, I stood up to stretch.
The phone rang.
âHello?â No response. â Heeelloooo ?â
Just as I was about to nix the call, Steven started yelling. â⦠wait, wait, hello ⦠my mute was on. Hello?â
He was calling from his car. I delivered a well-deserved berating, then proceeded to fill him in on my detective work.
âSo neither password worked with Yahoo? Are you sure you typed them in right?â
He annoyed me sometimes. âOf course I am.â
âHmmm. Maybe the shazam thing wasnât a password?â
âWhat else could it be?â
âWell if it was a password, how come he didnât type in a website or his username first?â Finally Steven was onto something.
âGood point. Hold on a sec.â Richard could have easily selected a website from his web browserâs History list or Bookmark list and surfed to it, eliminating the need to manually type in the full web address. I clicked on the browserâs History button and scrolled down the list.
âWhat are you doing?â inquired Steven.
âJust hold on.â Scanning the list, one web address excited me: www.zeusmail.gr . Perhaps Lister had two email accounts? I clicked on the link and ZeusMailâs login screen greeted me; the site recognized Richardâs computer and had pre-filled his email address,
[email protected], in the user-name field. With some trepidation, I keyed in âshazamâ and clicked the âLoginâ button.
âWell, whatâs happening?â whined Steven.
âOne second!â I reprimanded. The small rotating globe at the top of the browser spun around maddeningly for a good twenty seconds. Then, as I was about to give up, the screen refreshed and displayed Richardâs inbox.
âBingo!â
Chapter 6
Thirteen minutes later, Steven was by my side panting from his sprint up the stairs.
âYou waited, right?â
âWhat choice did I have? Ready?â
Steven sank to the floor Indian-style and motioned for me to proceed.
Richardâs inbox held a single message, as yet unread, dated August 16, 2015, four days ago. I clicked. The email read:
From: Spirited One
To: Antique Collector
Subject: RE: delivery of your goods
where the hell were you? $5M isnât enough? youâre a dead man.
On April 2 nd , Antique Collector wrote:
>Per our discussion, I will delay delivery of the
>florentine until 12am on August 16 th
>to give you time to secure the required
>payment. Meet at the agreed-upon location.
>No more $$ excuses or Iâll unload on another
>buyer. Do not attempt contact before the drop.
âHoly shit! This is getting interesting,â said Steven, rubbing his hands together. âShady million-dollar deals, midnight drops, and dead archaeologists.â
âHe must have died just after he sent the original email,â I considered out loud. A quick Google search confirmed my suspicions; the LA Times online obituaries noted Richardâs death on Wednesday, April 7. Cause of death: heart attack. So much for the death threat. Richardâs heart had beat him to the punch.
âSo whatâs this Florentine deal?â questioned Steven. âGoogle it.â
I obliged. The first few results were not encouraging:
Delicious Italian Recipes: Florentine Cooking
www.italiancookingforall.com/florentine.html
Learn Italian recipes from the Florentine chef masters, â¦
Florentine Chicken Extraordinaire
www.easyitaliancooking.com/recipes/flor_chix.html
The Florentine Chicken dish is a favorite at