She eyed the list. “Pull up the two Haqazzii men.”
He pulled up one. His passport said he was a British citizen, here on a teaching assignment at the University of Virginia.
“A history teacher,” she grumbled. “He sailed through customs, no problem. How is that even possible?”
“No one checked.”
“Right,” she replied. “And why is that?”
She continued reading, then stopped at the nine-digit number. “He’s got a social security number. He’s not an actual US citizen, but there’s his number, which makes him?—”
“Totally legit,” Teddy said.
“I just met the woman at SSA who runs the department that issues social security numbers.”
“Nice work, Sherlock.”
She chuckled. “Looks like your brilliant brother was right.”
“I’m the brilliant one. The other three are dummies.”
“Three? Are you including Carrera?”
“Luciano, Gabriel, Greystone—he’s the black sheep—and me.” He shot her a cheesy grin. “I’m the baby.”
“Luciano never mentioned Greystone.”
“Bad blood,” Teddy replied as he pulled up the second Haqazzii terrorist.
“This one claims he’s an oil company exec.” Simone ground her teeth as she continued reading. “He’s got a legit passport and an SSN.” Heat infused her chest and she cracked the window. “We need to head over to the Hoover Building.”
He threw the vehicle into gear and headed out of the neighborhood.
“Do you need me to pull up directions?” she asked.
“Nope.”
“Been there before?”
“Yup.”
“Why?” she asked.
“For fun,” he replied with a wink.
Teddy kept his eyes on the road. She couldn’t tell if he worked there, had special access to the building, or what his deal was. Her poker face was amateur compared to his.
“Do you think Peter Hirzog is involved?” she asked.
“Walk me through the deets.”
“Chenkus worked for Cary Newburg at State. Chenkus was shot dead driving out of Develin & Associates. Now, Newburg’s dead, gunshot wound to the head. Newburg’s girlfriend—Trish Benderson—denied knowing Deputy Director Peter Hirzog with the Bureau, then changed her answer several times.”
“Red faced?”
“Yeah.”
“Did you say, ‘liar liar pants on fire’?”
