Chapter 5
I stepped back into the forward galley, pulled the heavy privacy partition closed, and dialed a secure satellite call to Manhattan.
David Brenner, my family’s chief corporate litigator and a senior partner at Brenner & Vance, answered on the first ring.
“Elena,” David’s voice crackled clearly through the satellite connection. “We just received the alert from the JP Morgan server. Did the transaction freeze?”
“The eighteen-point-seven million is secured in the escrow account, David,” I informed him coldly.
“Now I need you to execute Stage Two before we cross European airspace.”
“The board of directors has already been assembled via emergency Zoom,” David reported, the rustle of legal papers audible over the line.
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“We have the forensic audit showing Julian’s forged signatures, his fake vendor invoices, and the unauthorized offshore shell accounts.”
“The board is voting right now to strip him of his Chief Executive Officer title and fire him for gross corporate treason.”
