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The cute female tech handed over the phone, but continued to linger at Romero’s desk.
“It’s an older model, but it has most the capabilities of a smartphone,” she said.
“Yeah, I see that,” he murmured, scanning the report she’d written.
He glanced up when she didn’t move. “Anything of note?”
She blushed, reaching out to touch his sea glass paperweight. “We recovered most of the data. There’s a complete contact list, so plenty of leads to follow, but no texts of anything incriminating. They could be using a code, of course, but it’s not an obvious one if they are.”
“Great, thanks,” he said, skimming the contact list for any red flags.
“There were some audio files,” she added. “But they’re probably nothing. It sounds like they recorded someone’s recipes. We only got fragments of th
