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uneventful and we went
directly to Mr. Black’s SUV in the garage. He unlocked the
passenger’s door and opened it for me. I stepped up into the
vehicle and he shut the door for me.
We ended up in front of my place and Mr.
Black got out and met me as I came out of the vehicle. He opened
the back passengers door and pulled out what I thought had been his
dry cleaning and a manila envelope. He handed me the bag-wrapped
clothes hanger and said, “That’s a business suit for you. I think
we got your size right.” He still held the envelope as he walked me
to my door.
“ You need to wear that suit for this
job. You have forty-eight hours to complete your assignment.” He
handed me the envelope and said, “Everything you need to know is in
here. Good luck.” With that he was gone.
I got into my house and went directly to my
room. I hung the outfit on the door and sat on the bed and opened
the envelope. Inside I found a piece of folded paper and a floppy
disk.
The paper read:
Subject:
First Federal Bank
17721 1 st Ave.
Objective:
Find and retrieve file name FALSEPRETENSE
Notes:
You must find a way to get this file from the
bank’s computer database from inside the bank.
It must be brought to the office by 0930
hours, Wednesday.
Use of excessive force is not an option.
This is a covert act and is to go undetected.
You must find a way to get this file from the bank’s computer
database from inside the bank. It must be brought to the office by
0930 hours, Wednesday.
Use of excessive force is not an option.
This is a covert act and is to go
undetected.
Okay. I had to break into the bank’s computer
and steal a file. I could do this from home! I suppose the bank was
testing its people for security reasons. Now all I had to do was
figure out how to get on one of their computers. Getting the file
would be easy. Think.
I started to get undressed to put on the
suit. I had my shirt off and my pants undone when I remembered the
cameras staring down at me. I quickly slammed the bedroom door and
finished putting on the suit. It was a perfect fit and quite
flattering.
I had formulated a plan within half an hour
of sitting on my bed. I made a quick phone call to my dad to get
the ball rolling and stepped out the door.
I had decided I didn’t want to take a cab. I
might have to sit in the car for a few minutes before I went in to
get up the nerve and the driver might get suspicious of me.
Within the hour I was at my destination. I
found a parking spot on the street not far from the main door and
went directly into the building. I went straight to the island
loaded with forms so I could check things out. I grabbed a deposit
slip and began to fill it out so I would be doing something else
other than looking around. The security guards were posted on
either side of the main door. Both of them had their thumbs in
their front pockets making their elbows stick out and they were
casually scanning the room.
When I finished filling out the form I went
to the appointment desk and asked to speak with an officer because
I wanted to make a substantial deposit. I was directed to the
waiting area and did just that, waited. It only took a couple
minutes for an officer of the bank to come and get me. I followed
him back to his office and sat down.
He said, “How can I help you today?”
“ I would like to make a transfer from
another bank and start a new account here,” I said and handed him
the deposit slip.
His eyes widened at the sight of the sum and
said, “This should be no problem, Ms. …?”
“ Miss Stanton,” I said. “This is my
dad’s account, I hope that won’t be a problem.”
“ If he has authorized the transaction
it should be no problem,” he replied, pushing buttons on his
keyboard.
I waited while he put the information in. He
had a baffled look on his face.
“ Is there a problem?” I
asked.
“ This doesn’t seem to want to work Miss
Stanton,” he said. “I better go get my supervisor.