nah
ach pulled up the gravel drive. Two company sedans follo
as in the reception hall, sprawled on a leather sofa with Cinthia tucked a
"I thought security made i
he low mahogany coffee table, dropped my
lton. "Good morning,
near the dining corridor, hands jammed in
t. "Leave Julian out of this. What
ought up some bad debt.
t row. "Julian Rosa owes three million two hundred thousan
e rim and splashed across the Persian rug. "T
d at the crimson thumbprint. "Federal banki
ing across the figures. His face went pal
khanded Julian
ainst the pillar, sobbing. "Elton, I swear-they told m
on the floor as she rushed to shield her youn
attorney caught her wrist without flinching. "Certified copies, L
ce buried in her hands. The Silver Pe
bed. The humiliation in
te hush. "We've known each other for years. Giv
? Yesterday you tried to make me an unmarked
hours to wire three million two hundred thousand credits to Morgan Trust. If it's not in
to the cushions,
" Elton shouted. "You're t
" I turned my back. "Three
glanced back. "One more thing. Underground syndicates aren
rning sun cut t
t of banking alerts. "Elton's already c
, leaning back. "Cinthia's dowry is
. Three days. Either Elton found three millio
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