“The store owner, a friend, is almost certain it was a cruise ship passenger, although he can’t remember what the man looked like.”
“Does the store have surveillance cameras?” Patterson asked.
“It does,” Juji replied.
“Could you give us the name of the store and owner? I would like a copy of the recording.”
“I did not finish. The store has cameras. The owner is having trouble with the recordings. He is trying to retrieve them as we speak, but so far has had no luck.”
“Bummer,” Millie sighed. “We’re so close to nailing him.”
“I may have a spot of good news,” Juji said. “I have the last four digits of the credit card used to purchase the burner phone.”
Millie quietly clapped her hands.
“What are they?”
“Five eight two two.”
Patterson repeated it. “5-8-2-2.”
“The phone was a low end model without many features. The customer paid sixty dollars, which is higher than mainland prices but reasonable for Grand Turk.”
“Jeremy wouldn’t need many features if he planned to use it only once,” Cat said. “This is wonderful. Thank you, Juji.”
“You are welcome. I hope you match the number to this person.”
“We do too.” Patterson thanked her and ended the call. “If Jeremy set up an onboard account using a credit card, we’ll be able to match the number he put on file to the number used to buy the burner phone that called in the bomb threat.”
“He could have multiple credit cards,” Cat said.
“If this is the case and we don’t get an immediate match, we’ll search his cabin.” Patterson jabbed his finger in Millie’s direction. “Again.”
“And look what I found?” She pointedly changed the subject, reminding him Tohan had told her he had limited credit cards. “I’m gonna bet the card we have on file is a match.”
As luck would have it, the promenade deck was only steps away from Guest Services.
Nikki saw them coming and hurried to the counter. “Uh-oh. Triple trouble.”
“You mean double trouble,” Patterson replied. “We need to check a passenger’s onboard account. Jeremy Manning.”
“From my PPP list?”
“PPP?”
“Potentially problematic passenger list,” Nikki said. “Based on the rumblings I’ve been hearing, it’s an accurate assessment.”
“Maybe even more so after you answer our question. We’re looking for the last four digits of the credit card Mr. Manning is using to charge on his account.”
Nikki lowered her gaze, focusing her attention on the task at hand. “I have it. The last four numbers are 4209.”
“4209? We don’t have a match.” Millie’s heart plummeted. “I thought for sure it was Jeremy.”
“I can do a reverse trace. What are the last four digits?” Nikki asked.
“5822.”
Nikki scrolled through the screen. “It isn’t the one Jeremy used for his account but I found one in the system. It belongs to J. Manning.”
