Inside Welchâ€™s e-mail one last time, the Emerald Avenger composed a reply to the last Nigerian e-mail, asking, â€œDid the wire arrive?â€ Below that, it included copies of all the messages that had been sent back and forth.
Welch sent his weekly report to the chief, but the Emerald Avenger intercepted it. The Emerald Avenger changed the e-mail address on the report to the Nigerianâ€™s e-mail and sent the e-mail about the wire to the chief.
Welch checked his junk mail at work for the first time in weeks. â€œEarn $5,000 while you sleep!â€™ Morons. I know how to make twice that for doing nothing.â€
The screen refreshed. The message had vanished.
â€œWeird.â€ Welch deleted the rest of his junk mail.
Chief of police Stone Bachman arrived with a police sergeant. Captain Welch rose from his desk chair. â€œHi, Chief. I wasnâ€™t expecting to see you today.â€
The chief frowned.
The police sergeant said, â€œAre you Captain Jake Welch?â€
â€œYes, Sergeant, you work in my precinct. You should know that.â€
â€œSergeant, do your duty,â€ said the chief.
The sergeant dangled his handcuffs. â€œCaptain Welch, you are under arrest for criminal conspiracy and money laundering. You have the right to remain silent. If you give up the right to remain silent . . . . â€
Welch stared. What the heck? That was outrageous! Guess the chief knew it. He had tears in his eyes. The chief walked away.
The sergeant finished reading Welch his rights, handcuffed him, and led him to lockup.
Continued Next Tuesday
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