He had been told to go to Roe’s home instead of the office. They took the elevator up, and the woman herself answered their knock.
“Not working today?” said Decker.
“I’ve decided to take some time off.”
She was not her usual put-together self, Decker noted. She was dressed in faded jeans and a T-shirt, and was barefoot. Her hair was unbrushed, and her face, normally made up to an exacting degree, was apparently free of anything other than the woman’s actual skin.
She led them into a room set up as a small study. Decker looked around, his gaze first fixing on the object over the door, and then moving to two items resting on a small table. He glanced at White but said nothing.
They all sat and Roe looked across at them.
“How can I help you?”
“Are you a fan of eBay?” asked White.
“Excuse me?”
“It’s an online market—”
“Iknowwhat eBay is. Why do you want to know if I’m a fan?”
“Have you ever used it?”
She sat back. “Well, I guess I have purchased a few things from them over the years.”
“What sort of things?” asked Decker.
“Look, where is this going?”
“Did you buy something around three weeks ago?”
“What exactly are we talking about?”
Decker said, “You should be able to remember if you bought something on eBay three weeks ago.”
She looked put off. “Why won’t you tell me what this is about?”
“We’d prefer to hear an answer from you first,” said Decker.
“Okay, I don’t specifically remember buying anything on eBay three weeks ago. In fact, I don’t think I’ve bought anything from there since I was in college.”
“Okay.” Decker looked over at White.
She held up her phone. “We got confirmation from eBay that you purchased Slovakian money from one of their vendors three weeks ago. And Decker has confirmed that the bills purchased are the same ones found in the throats of Draymont and Lancer.”
Roe stared at White like she couldn’t really understand what she was saying. “Why would I buy old Slovakian currency?”
“It was your father’s homeland,” replied Decker.
“But my father has been gone for three years. Where did you get this information?”
“From eBay.” White showed her the screen. “It shows the credit card account you have on file to make the purchase and a PO box delivery address.”
“I don’t have a PO box. And since I haven’t bought anything on eBay since college, any credit card would have long since expired.”
“Okay, then somebody could have hacked into your current credit card account and linked it to a bogus account set up on eBay. Can you check your statements to see if that charge appeared on it?” asked Decker.
Roe rose and got her laptop. After a few minutes on it she glanced up. “Okay, there is a charge here from eBay that matches the amount paid for the money. But I did not purchase it.”