"The panel van at the smelter ma
y or may not be
the same vehicle," Kerney replied.
"But it was similar enough to catch your interest,"
Bratton said, "and it's owned by a state Motor
Transportation officer, who just happens to moonlight
on his days off as a security guard at the
"You did a background check on Mendoza?" Kerney
- ybody who lives, in Playas," Fidel
replied. "All fifty-six of them. Mendoza enlisted in
the army at eighteen and served a& a truck d
After discharge he got a job as a long-haul driver for
an outfit in El Paso. Three years ago he joined the
- on Division as a recruit and went
through the New Mexico Law Enforcement Academy.
He was assigned to Lordsburg upon graduation
and has been there ever since."
"Do you think he's your man?" Kerney asked.
Fidel eased himself down on the arm of the
couch. "Unknown, but consider this: The smelter is
a sprawling, huge plant, off limits to outsiders. It's
run by a skeleton crew of ten employees who are
just there to basically maintain it and deal with environmental
- eanup issues. Can you think of a better
place to warehouse illegals? There must be a
dozen places in that smelter where you could hide
people for a short time with no one the wiser."
"That makes sense," Ker