Years later, that voicemail I’d left for Shawn Nunley would come back to bite me in the ass. Shawn for some reason saved my message, and when somebody from Novell Security got in touch, he played it for him, and then that guy in turn gave it to the San Jose High-Tech Crime Unit. The cops weren’t able to tie the voice to any particular suspect. But months later, they sent the tape to the FBI in Los Angeles to see if the Feds could make anything out of it. The tape eventually found its way to the desk of Special Agent Kathleen Carson. She inserted it into the player on her desk, hit Play, and listened. She knew right away: That’s Kevin Mitnick, the hacker we’re looking for!