Chapter 12 - Ambush At The Miami Airport
I stood up from my chair, my body aching from the burn treatments, but my spirit burning with a fierce, absolute fire for total justice.
“Where is Sarah Sterling right now, David?” I demanded, looking my attorney straight in the eye.
“She’s currently sitting in the private departure lounge at Miami International Airport, waiting for a flight to Zurich,” David replied.
“Federal agents are monitoring her, but because the offshore account is technically in a corporate name, they need your personal signature on a civil fraud injunction to freeze the assets.”
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“Get my coat, Evelyn,” I said, turning toward my sister with total determination. “We’re flying to Miami tonight.”
“I’m not letting that woman spend a single dollar of the money my grandfather earned while I was bleeding on a kitchen floor.”
