When they left Aaron Peeters’ apartment, Major Ziegler released the two soldiers who had supported him. As they drove away on their motorcycle, he turned to Jacob Sternberg. “Would the diamonds fit in the trunk of a car?” he asked.
“They would fit in a satchel or a small duffel bag,” Sternberg replied. “They’re valuable for their quality, not the quantity.”
“But Peeters said the woman carried two satchels,” Ziegler said.
“Maybe her drill was in the smaller bag, sir,” Bayer suggested. "And whatever else she needed to breach the vault.”
Ziegler paused by the car. “Could Peeters have forgotten to close the vault?”
“No, he’s very conscientious,” Sternberg said.
“How about the blonde woman?” Ziegler asked. “Do you know who she was, maybe a competitor or former employee?”
“No, I don’t,” S
