“Security checks people out,” Kreisman said.

“Security takes your passport, checks out your business there, and maybe they run your name inside a computer to make sure you’re not a terrorist or a felon. So if your name comes up clean because you’re using falsified credentials, how are they going to check that out on the spot?”

“Someone would have checked this guy out at the door.”

“I’m sure someone did. So what did they see? A repairman with his toolbox. I’m sure they went through the toolbox and all they saw was tools. So what’s the big deal? If the TV was broken, then a repairman and his tools had legitimate business in the Bursa.”

Kreisman’s face darkened. “Pretending he was fixing the TV, he assembled the bomb on the spot.”

Decker said, “He probably wasn’t even pretending. I’m sure he knew about the workings of a TV set. He also knew bombs as well. How was the bomb rigged?”

Kreisman pursed his lips. “It was set to detonate as soon as someone turned on the TV.”

“So the repairman hooked the detonator up to the power switch on the television set.”

Kreisman nodded. “A basic device. Nothing fancy. One that could be assembled in maybe ten, fifteen minutes.”

“How powerful was the bomb?” Decker said.

“It wouldn’t have ripped the building from the foundation,” Kreisman stated. “But potentially it could have done bad damage on the trading floor. The back of the TV was packed with plastiques.”

“Not to mention the psychological damage it would have done,” Rina said. “It’s demoralizing when the impenetrable becomes penetrable.”

Kreisman nodded. “I can’t believe Milligan got past security.”

“She brought in the pieces, bit by bit,” Decker said. “Besides, she was a trusted and respected person in the business.” He turned to Kreisman. “Are you bringing her in?”

Kreisman bit his lip, then sighed.

“You can’t find her,” Decker said.

“We’ve checked every goddamn hotel in the country.”

“What about Ibri and Gamal?” Rina said. “Can’t you bring them in for questioning?”

Kreisman ran his hand down his face.

Rina said, “You can’t find them either?”

“They’re probably in Jordan,” Kreisman said. “But since we don’t have common extradition laws, we’re going to have to get them by other means.”

“Do you think Milligan’s in Jordan?”

Kreisman shrugged.

“Has anyone taken responsibility for the bomb?” Rina asked.