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Chapter 34<br />

CHRIS IN THE PIT<br />

It had been a few months since the FBI had taken down the LulzSec hackers, and the hangovers<br />

from the subsequent celebrations at the Whiskey Tavern had since worn off. Yet there was one<br />

aspect of that case that Chris Tarbell couldn’t get out of his mind.<br />

He was sitting in an area known as “the Pit” at the New York FBI offices, talking with other FBI<br />

agents—Ilhwan Yum and Thom Kiernan—weighing if the cybercrimes division of the FBI should get<br />

involved in the Silk Road case or go after a different target instead.<br />

The Pit, where they sat, looked like a sunken living room and was big enough for a handful of<br />

desks and chairs. This enclave had been around for decades and was considered the top spot in the<br />

New York City headquarters. Years earlier, before Tarbell and the nerdy computer agents started<br />

occupying the desks there, the Pit was home to organized-crime agents. Back then they went after<br />

mobsters who stayed as far away from technology as possible, fearing that something as<br />

inconsequential as a pay phone could be used to track their location. Now the men in the Pit went<br />

after mobsters who had adopted technology as a way to hide their whereabouts.<br />

But the old guys and the new did share one thing in common: both generations of FBI agents were<br />

practical jokers. Some days Tarbell and his colleagues would rub leftover deli meat on another<br />

agent’s desk phone earpiece, then call from another room to watch the agent smear roast beef and<br />

mayonnaise on his or her ear. Tarbell had once played a joke using another agent’s car, hooking the<br />

car’s horn up to its brake pedal so every time the agent tried to slow down on his drive home, his<br />

horn blared at the cars in front of him. And then Tarbell was always ready with a “would you rather”<br />

question.<br />

Tarbell’s desk was covered in papers and paraphernalia from previous cases. In the center of<br />

this mess were his three computers, the two classified machines that were used only for internal work<br />

and the one unclassified computer that couldn’t be traced back to the FBI, where on the screen the<br />

Silk Road Web site currently sat looking back at the agents.<br />

As they spoke about the site, Tarbell thought to himself that if they did go after the Silk Road, he<br />

was going to do everything he could to avoid the unthinkable mistake the Bureau had made in the<br />

recent LulzSec case.

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