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She took the final bite of her sandwich and didn’t respond.
Newsom pointed to a chair. “The DC team should be here in a moment.”
I chose the seat next to Parsons.
A few minutes later, two more suits joined us.
The first one offered his card. “Special Agent Neil Boxer.”
I accepted it and gave him mine. “Dennis Benson.”
I recognized the second agent before he said a thing.
He offered his card. “Special Agent Adam Cartwright.”
The same Adam Cartwright who had fought me many years ago—and the son of my current corporate enemy. My luck sucked.
We exchanged cards, and I pasted on a smile. “It’s been a long time.” I hadn’t known or cared what had become of him after high school.
Adam nodded with cold eyes that said he hadn’t forgotten. “It has.”
The glance I got from Parsons indicated she’d noticed the frostiness. “Neil, why don’t you run us through what you have?”
“Adam’s lead on this,” Boxer told her.
She shrugged.
Adam smugly opened up a laptop and with a few keystrokes, the monitor at the end of the table came alive. “Let’s start with the outdoor feed.”
The image wasn’t as clear as they looked on TV shows, but we could see the street, people, and traffic.
Adam began to narrate. “Here’s where they pull up.”
He stopped the feed when a dark, older-model Chevy pulled to the curb. He ran it forward.
“Two suspects get out, and the driver remains.” The two moved across the frame to the area of the door. “One vehicle, three robbers this time. Two go inside, and one drives. Next we go to the inside feeds.”
The screen split into four viewing angles, and in the upper-right frame, the two from the car entered through the glass doors.
“Here we have a man and a woman. The woman is your vic,” Adam continued. He moved the video forward a bit. “Here they pull out guns and start issuing commands.”
In the next several frames, the customers all panicked and started getting down on the ground. There was no audio, but the video was clear. They were ordered to the floor.
“He fires one shot into the ceiling for effect, and the woman goes to the tellers to collect the cash.”
On the video, the male robber waved his gun at the woman, motioning her to the line of tellers, and then trained it back on the customers.
“Hold it,” Newsom said.
Adam halted the video.
Newsom pointed. “Why is the man masked and the woman not?”
Adam shrugged. “She’s not smart enough, is my guess.”
Parsons put a hand on my arm as a warning before I could protest.
Adam started the video again. “These three are amateurs, dangerous amateurs. The driver and the man have pulled off two other jobs nearby, but this is the first one where they bring her along.” He pointed at Debbie on the screen. “She’s our best lead so far to get this group. Let’s go on and see the rest.”
