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onto the GPS coordinates and flagging the identities involved to federal authorities.

Julian leaned back in his chair, speechless for a long moment.

“So the minute he tries to sell them, he is literally handing the FBI the rope to hang him with.”

“More than that,” I said. “Under Washington state law, the theft and unauthorized liquidation of separate continue reading …