He picks up her phone

Cordonez watched her for a moment, taking in her fit body, enjoying the way she trembled ever so slightly. Out of fear or anger, he did not know and really it hardly mattered. Both were good. He licked his lips, then reached back to the table grabbed Nancy's phone and lifted it up to her face.

Being stripped naked, fondled, and humiliated must have knocked her off her game because she simply stared dumbfounded at her phone for a moment before realizing what he had done. She turned her head away but it was too late.

The phone recognized her face. The screen flicked on, the phone's lock and security disabled.

"Good," Cordonez said, smiling triumphantly as his fingers began to swipe across the screen.

"Hey! You can't--" Nancy protested and took a step forward.

"Against the wall!" Cordonez replied sternly, his face going hard. Nancy froze, but obeyed, and took a step back. She stood helpless, biting her lip as she watched the perverted corrupt custom officer swipe through her phone, horrified at what he might find.