Cohen’s mood instantly changed. Now he was angry rather than scared. “How do you know that?”

“How do I know that? Really? Come on, Tommy boy. Channel your inner Uncle Omer. So that $63,000 debt goes away, as does the case family court is building against you right now.” Cohen’s mouth dropped open. “Yeah, you didn’t know that part, did you?”

The man looked down at the bar and shook his head. “When you say goes away, does that mean the debt disappears or that my ex gets the money? Maria is a good woman and could really use it. It’s not her fault she got caught up with a deadbeat.”

“Good question. Shows you’ve still got a heart. You’re right, it’s not her fault. Maria will get every last penny. Plus a little extra for having to deal with a mefager like you.”

“No need to get nasty.” Cohen signaled for another beer.

When the bartender reached for a bottle, Nir called, “He’s switching to Coke.” She popped the cap from the bottle anyway, but when she saw the look on Nir’s face, she set the beer in front of him. Then scooping some ice into a glass, she shot some Coke into it and set it in front of Cohen.

“Second, achi, your credit rating of 582 gets bumped up to 810.”

“You can do that? Wait, dumb question. Don’t answer that.”

Nir smiled. “You’re learning. Third, 50K gets dropped into your bank account. Now, does that sound like the best day of your life or the worst?”

“I don’t know yet. I haven’t heard what you want from me in return.”

“Two things. First, I need access to one of the warehouses you guard two nights from now for six hours. If you ask me, one man alone in a shack at the entrance gate with no one patrolling the rest of the complex is beyond poor security, but that makes this whole thing easier for us both.”

Cohen looked crestfallen. “But I’m not working Saturday. I can’t get you in.”

“Are you telling me you can’t figure out a way? Come on. What would Uncle Omer do?” Nir held up three fingers.

The security guard swirled the ice around in his Coke as he thought. “I guess I could trade with another guard. But what happens when whatever you’re stealing is discovered missing? Switching shifts will look totally suspicious.” He pulled back. “Are you going to blow something up?”

“We’re not stealing or blowing up anything, and we’re not going to hurt anyone. If all goes well and you do your part, no one will ever know we were even there.”