Chapter 4 - The Liquidation Of Sterling Capital
By midnight, the federal wire transfer protocols had been initiated from Jonathan Vance’s private terminal inside the mansion study.
Every single bank account, offshore shell company, and investment portfolio belonging to Sterling Capital was systematically frozen.
The fifty million dollars Ryan managed for his arrogant Wall Street buddies vanished from their portfolios in less than three minutes.
Ryan’s corporate partners received automated text notifications stating that their firm had been placed into involuntary Chapter 11 bankruptcy liquidation.
The Greenwich townhouse, the Hamptons summer estate, and the three luxury sports cars parked outside were seized by federal asset forfeiture marshals.
All of it happened while Ryan watched in horror on his shattered smartphone screen while sitting in a pool of his own blood on the study floor.
“You’re bankrupt, Ryan,” my father stated casually, pouring himself a glass of neat bourbon from the crystal decanter on the desk.
“Your investors are going to sue you into federal prison before the sun comes up tomorrow morning.”
“And your mother’s social standing in Connecticut? It’s gone. She doesn't even own the clothes on her back anymore.”
Eleanor Sterling let out a piercing shriek of pure despair, clutching her silver-trimmed designer dress as if it could save her dignity.
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“You can’t do this!” Eleanor screamed, glaring at my father with venomous hatred. “We are pillars of Greenwich society!”
“You were guests in my world, Eleanor,” my father corrected her coldly. “And visiting hours are officially over.”
