THAT DOES IT! Now I’m really mad!” Vanderwaal wasn’t usually this expressive emotionally.

     “What is it, Neal?” Newman was genuinely concerned.

     “We sent out dummy runs since San Francisco to throw him off,” Vanderwaal explained. “Now, instead of going after the trucks when they make a bank delivery, he’s knocked over the depot where we load ‘em up -- right here, under our noses!”

     “No way!” Newman consoled.

     “Used his blackout device just as one of the employees was entering the building. 

     "Dropped everyone. 

     "Followed the guy in. 

     "Raised the comatose. 

     "Then threatened to kill the guy if they didn’t buzz him through to where the trucks were loading,” Vanderwaal read from a field report.

     “They figured one guy could easily be neutralized and let him in. He then used a remote trigger to drop everyone again. Took his sweet time opening the garage doors and let his buddies in with their motorcycles. They cleaned the place out for $263 million -- all in cash! At least he left a note -- 

     I wonder what he needs all that cash for?” Vanderwaal literally scratched his head on this one.