Compromised

"Feels Like Old times eh Boss?" said Clerow...

Our van was parked outside the apartment complex of one of the hackers...Steve

Rusin....who had hacked sensitive information on six very well heeled clients of the Harris Group...

We watched as He left his apartment with a very shapely and attractive young woman and got in a car and pulled off..

"Owen,did you put the GPS tracker on the car?" I asked.

"On it and in it boss...Lockpick Johnson got me inside and I placed it where he won't be likely to find it.."said Owen Todd..

"Okay he's out...You and Clerow follow him and keep me posted...My car is four blocks away... Okay guys,let's go..."I said.

Peeping Tom, Sean Jackson,Lockpick Johnson , their five guys...one ex-KGB operative and four ex- CIA operatives and I left the van....Lockpick Johnson bypassed the sophisticated alarm systems he had set up and got the nine of us easy access into his apartment...

Peeping Tom, Sean Jackson ,their guys and I found several of his laptops and Two computers...We found sensitive information on several people... but not the six I was trying to find..I was astounded.....

"My god...These guys have credit card information, medical information, all kinds of information on a lot of people..."I said.

Peeping Tom opened up his gym bag...

"Let's do the public a service Kevin...let's erase all of this crap.." he said.

I nodded...

"Apparently these guys have been hacking and selling to the highest bidders...Copy this stuff first...I'm going to mail it to the authorities....Then erase their hard drives...Sean..snap some photos of all of this."I said.

"Got'cha Kev..." he said.

Within an hour the nine of us had completed our tasks and left his apartment...We had wired the place for sound and video and had cloned his smartphone...

I was disappointed that we didn't find the six clients that I had been hired to find...Perhaps they were at the other guys apartment....

II-

 The other guy...Richard Woo lived in a very nice condo in the suburbs...When we drove up....I got a call from Owen Todd and Clerow....

"What's going on guys?" I asked..

"We got eyes on Woo...He's at a restaurant with a young lady....He doesn't look like he's leaving anytime soon..."said Owen...

"Good...Keep us posted..." I said.

Just like before.. Peeping Tom, Sean Jackson, Lockpick Johnson and the ex operatives left the van....Lockpick Johnson bypassed the sophisticated alarm systems he had set up and got us easy access into his apartment...

Peeping Tom, Sean Jackson , the ex-KGB operative and four ex-CIA operatives and I found several of his laptops and Two computers...We found sensitive information on several people also... I was astounded.....

"These guys are freelancers...They hack into computers for pay...."I said..

I found a ledger with names of people who paid them for their sensitive information...Sean Jackson photographed the entire ledger....and the apartment...

Peeping Tom and Sean Jackson copied all of the information off of their laptops and computers and then wiped their computers clean...We had wired the place for sound and video and had cloned his smartphone also...

"Let's get out of here...bag and tag all of this stuff...I'm going to be mailing this to the FBI soon." I said.

III-

 Back at Morris Investigations...we sifted through all of the information...The six clients weren't at either residences computers...

"What do you think happened boss? These the wrong guys?" asked Clerow..

"Nah, they're the right guys...They dumped this information...That's what it means...It's gone..They were hired by a specific client to get this information..."I said...

We looked through all of the names on the ledger...

"These  are all local guys."said Owen Todd...

"Yeah and most of em are criminals...or younger people...They wouldn't have a need for this type of information."said Lockpick Johnson.

"Look at this name here Kev."said Sean Jackson...

"Cadillac Jenkins of Patterson,New Jersey?  Really??" I asked..

"You know him?" asked Peeping Tom..

"Yeah...He used to be a playa here in Philly....Pressure from both the FBI,and other gangsters forced him to move his operation to North Jersey...But what would he be doing mixed up in this?" I wondered...

I checked up his record...He once ran a lucrative drug operation in a section of West Philly and had prostitution and a little light weight gambling going...He had three arrests and did ten years in the state prison system...He hadn't been busted for anything since he moved to North Jersey.

Clerow,Owen Todd and Lockpick Johnson all looked at me..

"You think he went straight Kevin?" they asked.

"No....He's swimming in deeper waters..My guess is he probably finances a package, which he distributes and or sells  to all of the local playas..without being directly involved..Either that or he's out of the drug game ,the prostitution game and the gambling and traditional rackets all together...He buys information  and sells it...The new crime...Wire Fraud, Hacking...et al...It's clean...It's hard to trace and it's not visible on the street." I said.

"It's scary as hell."said Peeping Tom..

"Sure is..Still..Caddilac Jenkins...I can't see him being that sophisticated...He must have a partner..."I said.

"I found an offshore account Kev....Belonging to a  Sirrus Jenkins..." said Sean Jackson..

"That's our guy...I'm guessing it's a dummy account.."I said.

"I'm tracing it Kev...It originated out of Patterson,New Jersey...." said Peeping Tom...

"Hmmmm...This seems too sophisticated for Cadillac Jenkins...but who knows? Since we've eliminated all of these players..That is where I'm guessing this information is coming from."I said.

I used to have to go to my friend, Attorney Robert Foxworth and get his friend at Telephone Security to help me with this...but my operation had gotten so sophisticated now...I had the equipment to do this myself...I traced the calls and emails  that Richard Cornfield said had come to the Harris Group demanding a healthy settlement for the return of the information that had been lifted from their databases..

Sure enough...The ip address of the computers used came from Patterson,New Jersey...The phone calls were re-routed through ,get this Croatia...but Peeping Tom's 5 friends...one ex-KGB agent and four ex-CIA agents were able to trace the calls to a Patterson, New Jersey area....

"They used a burner phone..So we can't get the exact place the calls came from and they are very good...but we know beyond a shadow of a doubt the calls came from Patterson, New Jersey.."said Peeping Tom...

"Thanks guys...Mail that stuff to the FBI...care of Deputy Special Agent in Charge, Sharon Hopkins.."I said.

"Where are you off to boss?" asked Owen Todd..

"Got to report to my client." I said.

IV-

 I sat in Josies, sipping a beer and talking to Gus..

"So kid..what's new with you now of days?" he asked..

"Got an interesting case Gus...Doesn't deal with traditional wise guys...No drugs, no guns...something different, credit card and information selling of the illegal type."I said.

"Oh yeah?  White collar crime..."laughed Gus..

"Yeah and it's scarier and harder to crack and trace than you might think..I think I'd prefer a gangster or two....and speaking of gangsters...Do you remember Caddilac Jenkins?" I asked laughing..

Gus busted out laughing...

"That chisler?  Yeah...I heard he was in prison..."laughed Gus..

"Nah,he's out and he's living in North Jersey....Apparently he's been keeping his nose clean for the past few years.."I said.

"Nah, a guy like him is never too far from the game..."said Gus...

"No doubt...I'm planning to pay him a visit in a few."I said..

Just then Richard Cornfield walked in..He sat down next to me...I could tell he felt uncomfortable being around this many Black people....I loved it!

"What do you have for me Kevin?" he asked..

I showed him some photos....

"These two cool cats...Steve Grusin and Richard Woo are definitely your guys...They had information on a crap load of people..Apparently these guys freelance and sell information to the highest bidder..

We swept their residences and computers...We didn't find the information on your six clients...The reason why is because they already dumped it...to this guy."I said ,showing him a photo of Caddilac Jenkins.

Richard Cornfield looked at him...

"This guy? Who is he??" he said.

"I know him....He's a former Philadelphia gangster, who apparently operates in North Jersey...He has a dummy account in the Caymen Islands..and the calls and emails that you got asking for money for this information comes from Patterson,New Jersey...They had client lists...He's the only client that is not a local..It's got to be him!"I said.

"Damn...you are good..."he said.

"I'm going to Patterson to get that information from him..Soon..."I said.

"Good work Kevin."he said passing me another envelope filled with money...."But I got another problem."he said.

"Another problem?" I said.

"I've been compromised...Whittendale....Apparently he found out about the breach....from someone in my circle ,acting as a mole...and he called the Insurance company...They sent an investigator out to do what you've already done...That bastard...He's scared to death....But thanks to you..I have the inside track..."he said.

"I've still got my eyes on those two..maybe I can get it out of them before I even bother to leave town." I said.

"Do what you gotta do Kevin." he said and smiled and patted my shoulder..

"What are you drinkin? I'm buying."he said.

I smiled...Never thought this day would come.

V-

As I was driving, I listened to a conversation I had picked up ,coming from Steve Rusin's phone...

"Rick...Rick...We got a big problem...We've been compromised" he said..

"Yeah I know..Somebody broke into my apartment, they cleaned my computers,all of them...All of the information we've worked so hard to get.." said Richard Woo.

"You think it was cops?" asked Steve Rusin...

"No...if it was cops or feds, we'd both be locked up." said Richard Woo..

"Who even knows about us?  You weren't blabbing to some chick were you?" asked Steve Rusin..

"Nooooo, were you?" asked Richard Woo..

"Hell no..there was too much money on the line..You think we were blackmailed....Maybe by our friend in New Jersey?" asked Steve Rusin...

''Why would he do that? We gave him what he wanted."said Richard Woo..

"Because he's a gangster and his partner...That little man...I don't trust him...."said Steve Rusin...

"No...They wouldn't do this to us..They'd want to use our services again..No this was somebody else...but who?" said Richard Woo...

"That babe you were drinking with at the bar...The Black one that looked like a lawyer...You think it was her?" asked Steve Rusin...

"She did ask a lot of questions...You think she was working for the Harris group??" asked Richard Woo..

"It's possible...They stand to lose a lot of dough....They wouldn't just take it lying down."said Grusin..

"We need to find her and eliminate her...You got your pistol?" asked Richard Woo..

"Damn man, yeah...We didn't get in this to hurt anybody man..."said Steve Grusin...

"There is too much money mixed up in this..We are not going to hurt her...Just find out why she erased our laptops and how she got into our apartments..." said Richard Woo..

"Wait a minute...How did she even know where I lived?  She was your friend..?asked Steve Grusin..

"I brought her over there once...I was trying to get her in the bed...and there were too many panties and bras on the floor at my place...I didn't have time to clean up..."said Richard Woo..

'After all that trouble did you hit it?" asked Steve Grusin.. 

"No...after all that...Nothin..we had a few drinks and I passed out on the bed...when I woke up she was gone." said Richard Woo..

"Damn man, some player you turned out to be...I thought you had game.."said Steve Grusin.

"I got game...She just has a hard time time comin up off them drawers.." said Richard Woo.

"Yeah, right playa !  Anyway...You think she found the ledger?" asked Steve Grusin..

"It's still here..doesn't look like it's been touched..Oh My God..that's got a list of our other clients...I'd better secure this..." said Richard Woo..

"Yeah,put that on a zip drive...don't leave a paper trail..."said Steve Grusin..

"First things first...let's find that dame."said Richard Woo.

(Click!!)

Now there was two mysteries...Who was Caddillac Jones's partner in Patterson..The "little man" they said and who was this woman that they think was on to them??

I called Kool Kat and told him to be ready...This might call for the Big Man's expertise...

VI-

I followed these two knuckleheads to the new brewery that had opened up in our neighborhood...They had a nice crowd in here tonight...

Kool Kat walked in....

"Maybe we better sit down Kev..These two knuckleheads might see us..." he said..

"They don't know who we are..Let's just sit down and keep our eyes open...order some brews.."I said.

"Now I can get behind that.." said Kool Kat...

"I just know you can."I said.

We ordered some brews and sat and talked...Within a half hour ,I saw Richard Woo talking to a familiar face...It was Insurance Investigator, Bonnie Shay..

They were laughing and talking ..He was running his hands up and down her legs and attempting to run his hands up her skirt....

"Stop it Richard...Not in public..you are sooo fresh."she giggled..

"When are you going to let me uh get fresh with you in private?" he laughed..

"Oh My goodness..You've been hanging around the brothers a lot...I've never known an Asian man quite like you."she giggled as she finished her drink..

"What? With game?" he laughed..

She ran her finger across his lips...

"Yeah with game.....So tell me more about this big money operation you say you have.."she said softly...

"Come to my apartment...and I'll show you the entire operation..."he whispered in her ear..

"Ouuuuu..I like money...Talk about it enough and some of my clothes might come off, you know what I'm saying?" she said smiling...and winking...

"Yessssssssssssssssss...come on..."he said and paid their bill.

They got up and walked outside...

Steve Rusin put a pistol to the back of her head..

"End of the line sugar britches.."he said.

"Heyyy wait a minute..what is this?" said Bonnie, now visibly afraid..

"We are going someplace quiet and talk."said Steve Rusin...

"Talk about what?" asked Bonnie,now visibly afraid...

He heard the click of a gun and turned around and saw Kool Kat's .357 magnum staring in his face..

"Not tonight pal...You're going to be the one talking."said Kool Kat..

Richard Woo went to go in his pocket and I shoved my .40 caliber in his ribs...

"Uh..Uh.Uh....Don't do it Ricky or I will make sure you'll be wearing a colostomy bag the rest of your life." I said.

"Kevin?" said Bonnie surprisingly..

"Hey beautiful." I said smiling..

(TO BE CONTINUED)