Femtocell

"So what do you think?" he asked me leaning back in his seat.

I thought about the job, about the risk. I thought about the money for a long moment. He noticed, nodded.

Of course the kid's gonna take it.

I pulled my cell out of my jacket. "What if I dialed 911 right now instead?".

He grinned and gestured at his own phone. "Kid, within 15 meters of this device the chief of police couldn't call for backup if he'd been shot in the ass. You dial 911 and they're more likely to show up at your mothers house than here. The guys that route my voice calls got a weird sense of humour like that."

Pocket cell tower, nice touch. Could use one myself, could be damned profitable. Not cheap though.

I thought about the money again.