7/24/05
Hi Constance...here it is,
You're reading this listing on the geek site
because I got tagged for the Yonkers thing (you know, the one where
we were going after those things in the vault under the place near
where those poodles bit Lucky that time...you had the brains to
skip that job), and I'm cooling my heels at Riker's for the
foreseeable future. We had some fun that time in Belize, with the
emerald guy and his monkey at the beach house...proved yourself
trustworthy too, so I'm gonna give you the 411 on some boodle from
an earlier job, one you weren't in on. After you turn it into money
(use the fat man in Boston for the stones, and the guy with the bum
leg in Newport for the rest of the stuff...good luck with the
meteorite), send my lawyer in NYC 30k for ongoing appeals, and
enjoy the rest.
This private collection we hit in Harpswell 8
months ago was fat, and I guess the size of the haul diminished the
sharing capabilities of Big Mo and Stuttering Stan (I saw them
exchange some significant looks when we made the initial count
while we were laying low that made me fear for my longevity); so I
pulled a "dash and stash" while everyone else was sleeping off the
party after the job (Mo and Stan may have subsequently questioned
my sharing capabilities, but what are you gonna do?). I chartered a
plane to SLK, hid the stuff, and was airborne again (and cruising
towards the Bahamas) before Mo and Stan woke up. I sold some of the
haul that wouldn't stand up to a winter in the Adirondacks, but the
prime stuff is still there: valuable coins, rubies, emerald,
sapphires, diamonds, tricky stamps, and the Van de Kamp
Meteorite.
Big Mo and Stuttering Stan weren't happy when
they woke up to find that I had disappeared with the booty, but I
left a trail even they could follow, and as such you won't need to
look over your shoulder for them once you grab the stuff. My
leftovers from Zach's cache and the profits from selling stuff from
this job will keep me comfortable inside for the whole time (the
Yonkers job got messy when Handsome Billy chilled a guard too
enthusiastically, so I'm down for Murder one…death in the
commission of a felony...yadda, yadda, yadda). Have fun with your
newfound wealth, you more than earned it that time in the Caymans,
with the things in that place with the paintings and Stinky Phil
stubbed his toe ('nuff said)...I'll look you up if I get
out.
I used the same guy Zach did in the Adirondacks
to set up the cache listing for the booty, the setup is pretty much
the same as I described to you before; he's been paid, so all you
have to do is figure out the code, and go pick up your stuff. This
encryption scheme is a little different from Zach's code, not
numbers based, but you'll get it with some T&E work. You can
break the encryption using just your knowledge of working vigenere
cryptograms (a-z, comma, period, 1-9), a pad of graph paper, and a
printout of this listing. No knowledge of mathematical sequences or
memories of past discussions of our favorite books is required,
just crunch the listing. Everything you need to get started is
below the line at the bottom of this page; the rest will come from
your own hard work.
Once you've decrypted the message, find your way
to Saranac Lake in Upstate NY, and look up Snuffy Muldoon, from the
thing in Concord that time with those guys from Saskatoon in that
place by the big clock...he'll set you up with a place to crash and
any gear you need, and he won't rip you off, he owes me. The
coordinates given in the cache listing are not the final
coordinates, they are simply the coordinates of a place to gas up
and grab some supplies before you go after the loot.
Rupert
Encryption:
The cryptogram makes use of a modified
Vigenere utilizing letters, commas, periods, and
numbers.
fu376cp9yg9ngg2f4rph
,1c4df3w88ju8uzlrvv3h
61rw6vnmprx9e12nu154h
wg,1uq4huii.q664jpe5k
dr,7x14lc4jezuojy3xrm
l2v69drm7j312boi7rbb5
ci1z,exssxyelte61abmi
3n12i3hy..va769jl,yc4
mt12nfeuie683e1k425.o
ddlws6ovhru7xlwh5ts26
q6z4lzrixusn.yttr9xmq
gs4a4wfu77k.pgr |