Chapter Fifteen
Quick Hit – Amsterdam
“I don’t know where I am. I can hear trains but there is no light.”
Amsterdam police were suitably baffled by the blatantly brazen robbery of a diamond merchant’s courier in broad daylight in the central station. A small diamond brokerage firm operating under the non-descript name of Elliton International, needed to transport a single A letter sized envelope containing about a half million Euros worth of finished diamonds to a jeweler in Rotterdam. As was their long-term policy, they gave the small package to a bonded and licensed courier who walked to the Central Station to get a train for the short, forty-minute ride to Rotterdam where he would then take a taxi to the jeweler’s office. As he walked quickly along the route to the station, the couri
