London nodded.
“‘Luca the Eagle.’ I saw that handle on a few emails.”
Waiting for the elevator, Simon handed her Hadrian Lester’s phone. “Look what I found.”
“You took his phone?” said London. “That’s theft.”
“He left it on the table.”
“No, he didn’t.”
“I may have lifted it.”
“You do that? You pickpocket people?”
“Handy skill, if you want to know. I’m going to give it back to him the next time we see each other. It’s what friends do.”
“Do friends give friends their passcode?”
“One-one-one-one.”
“It isn’t!” She punched in the code, then looked at him, wide-eyed. “How?”
“Parlor trick,” said Simon. “Actually, I caught him checking his phone when we were upstairs. Guys like him, who have to check it a thousand times a day, tend to keep it simple.”
She ran through the apps. “It’s a gold mine.”
“Admissible?”
“For this, you need a warrant.”
“I won’t tell the police if you won’t.”
The elevator arrived. They entered and Simon punched the button for the ground floor. “Did you hear him? Something bad’s going down.”
“What do you think? Another 9/11?”
“With all the money that’s being shifted between accounts, I wouldn’t doubt it. And soon, this weekend.”
They looked at each other, not sure how to handle the responsibility with which they’d been burdened.
“Do you think Lester called the police?”
The elevator slowed. The doors opened. “I don’t want to wait around to find out. Let’s move.”
Simon scanned the open floor as they moved across the lobby. There was no sign of anything amiss, just the lazy ebb and flow of guests and business people and staff. They walked outside. A line of taxis was drawn up to their left.
“And now?” asked London.
“You write your story. Put those guys behind bars. The quicker the better.”
“What about you? What next?”
Simon took back Lester’s phone, bringing up the executive’s daily agenda. “Lester and his wife are booked on the Singapore Airlines 23:55 flight to Switzerland,” he said, showing London the screen. “Connecting flight to Nice. Room at the Hôtel du Cap-Eden-Roc. Nothing but the best.”
“Think he’s going to meet Borgia?”
“That’s what I aim to find out.”
