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Chapter 43<br />

THE FBI JOINS THE HUNT<br />

It was 4:45 a.m. when the silver SUV pulled into its usual parking spot on the corner of Church<br />

and Thomas streets in Lower Manhattan. Right on time. The car had black tinted windows with<br />

government plates and blue and red police lights hidden under the front grill. The door to the SUV<br />

swung open and FBI Special Agent Chris Tarbell stepped out, wearing gym clothes and a light jacket,<br />

even though the winter temperature in New York City had dipped into the teens.<br />

Come rain or shine, sleet or snow, this was Tarbell’s ritual. He worked out every day before he<br />

went into the FBI offices at 26 Federal Plaza, a couple of blocks away. But today’s routine was going<br />

to be different. While the cybercrime FBI agents hadn’t lost interest in the Silk Road, that topic hadn’t<br />

moved past a discussion in the Whiskey Tavern among the Pickle Back shots and cham-pag-nay,<br />

mostly because of bureaucratic bullshit within the system that Tarbell couldn’t stand. Higher-ups at<br />

the Beau (which they pronounced “B-you”) had argued that drugs were not the mandate of their<br />

division of the FBI.<br />

But finally, after months of discussions over how to get in on the Silk Road case, an opportunity<br />

had presented itself. Later that day a woman from the DEA in New York City would be coming by to<br />

talk about the site and ask if Tarbell and his crew could help the DEA’s investigation.<br />

After leaving the gym, Tarbell changed into a dark suit and white shirt and grabbed his coffee<br />

from the nearby Starbucks before making his way up to the twenty-third floor of the federal building.<br />

As he sat with his other agents in the Pit, a woman from the DEA arrived with Serrin Turner, the<br />

assistant U.S. attorney in New York City whom the FBI had worked with on the LulzSec case.<br />

The DEA agent wore jeans and a sweater, proudly displaying her badge and gun on her waist.<br />

She sat down in an empty chair and explained that she was part of a New York task force based a few<br />

miles away in Chelsea. They had been sporadically looking into—“well, trying to look into”—the<br />

Silk Road for the past year and a half, and their attempt at an investigation had gone nowhere. Shortly<br />

after the Gawker article had published back in June 2011, Senator Chuck Schumer had done what<br />

most politicians do, holding an impromptu press conference and demanding that the government go<br />

after the drug site, even though he was clueless as to what that entailed.<br />

Since the Silk Road sold drugs, the DEA agent explained, the government had asked her office to<br />

look into the site. That had been a mistake, it turned out, as her office knew how to do only physical

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