haven't found any tax returns or evidence of advertising for clients in Washington. It doesn't seem like there's any connection between her brother and her so I doubt she'll be able to shed any light on whom Thomas was hanging out with. They might have cut all their ties entirely."
"Does she have any weapons training?" I asked.
Solomon shrugged. "I can't say one way or the other. Are you thinking she could be the female robber?"
"Maybe. But if they're not in touch, and she's currently not even in the state, then it's pretty unlikely."
"I'm looking into Mackleton's arrest records with Jord," said Solomon. "We think he might have made friends with one of the gang during those times. We're comparing any arrests made on the same day, and any cellmates and cellblock acquaintances he might have encountered on the days he was in lock-up. Then I’m cross-referencing those names with any connections to bank robberies or the Army. It's a lot to wade through."
"I went over Lexi's catalogue of salvaged deposit items and I don't see anything that stands out," said Fletcher.
As we stood in silence, each contemplating the whiteboard, the office door banged open and Lucas raced in, holding a sheet of paper high overhead. "Got it!" he announced loudly in the doorway.
"Discount voucher for the donut shop down the street?" asked Fletcher.
"A generic apology for all the women you've dated?" asked Flaherty.
"Blackmail on Lexi?" asked Delgado.
I raised my eyebrows at that one. Just what did I accidentally send to the printer this time?
"All are valid guesses," said Lucas. "But you're all wrong. I’ve got the names of the bank box owners."
"Charlie turned them over?" I asked.
Lucas gave a brief shake of his head. "I had to hack the bank. They have incredibly good security but not good enough to keep me out. I downloaded it and covered my tracks."
"Let me see," said Solomon, holding out his hand and taking the papers Lucas handed to him. He scanned the list and turned the page. "Anyone stand out to you?" he asked as he read more. "Did you run any of the names?"
"I only just got them," said Lucas.
"May I see?" I asked and Solomon passed the list to me. I glanced at it, stopping at one name near the end of the list. "Joe Bagshot? His name came up when I spoke to Maddox."
"Joe Bagshot? Something about it does sound familiar," agreed Solomon.
Fletcher frowned too, then his eyes widened. "Joe Bagshot, the thief? That slippery bastard kept a security box at First Eastern?"
"Unless the name happens to be just a huge coincidence, yes! Maddox said Bagshot was sighted in the area but they could never confirm anything. Apparently, he's dead." I paused, thinking. "Where's that list?" Delgado passed it to me and I skimmed it. "There were some passports with the same photo but different names on them. I made a note at the time."
"Let me see," said Fletcher, reaching for the list. "Yeah," he said when he scanned it. "These are both aliases for Bagshot. That confirms it for me. I heard the rumor that he was dead too. I wonder what the hell he had inside a bank box besides his surplus identities."
Solomon took the list and stuck it to the whiteboard. "Good catch, Lexi. If it is the same guy, there's a good chance whatever he stored in there is valuable," he added.
"And there's a chance someone else knew about it. With Bagshot dead, they couldn't get to it by any other means than pulling off a heist," said Fletcher. "This whole thing just got a whole lot bigger."
"What kind of stuff did this Bagshot guy prefer to steal?" asked Delgado.
"What he didn't steal would make a shorter list," replied Solomon. "He was a high-end man. Back in the day, if you wanted something priceless stolen from a museum, a jeweler, or a private collection, he was the man to call. He got arrested a couple of times but the charges never stuck. It makes sense now why the Feds were looking into the robbery if they had reliable intel that Bagshot used the bank."
"I would have mentioned it earlier but it slipped my mind when Mackleton was killed," I admitted, coloring slightly. I should have told Solomon immediately, even if it didn't seem linked. If I had, his investigation could have taken an entirely different direction. I mentally kicked myself and waited for an admonishment that didn't come. "We should find out what he stole before