Chapter 8
The private military jet soared above the Atlantic Ocean under the cover of a starlit midnight sky. Inside the plush cabin, Chloe reviewed digital wire transfer logs while sipping sparkling water from a crystal glass.
Harrison sat across from her, examining satellite intelligence reports regarding the Swiss banking syndicate. "The account holder is operating under the alias Arthur Sterling, a known corporate raider," Harrison identified.
"Arthur Sterling was my father-in-law's primary business rival before he mysteriously vanished from Wall Street," Chloe recalled. "He didn't vanish; he went underground to run a global money laundering front using Julian as a puppet," Harrison corrected.
The jet touched down smoothly at Geneva International Airport, where Swiss federal police awaited their arrival. A black armored Mercedes whisked them through the misty Swiss streets toward the financial district. The neon lights of Swiss bank headquarters glowed brightly against the damp stone buildings of the old city.
Harrison and Chloe stepped out of the vehicle, flanked by Swiss security personnel and American federal attachés. They strode through the grand revolving doors of the bank like conquering monarchs entering a conquered province.
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The bank director stood in the center of the marble lobby, trembling visibly as he recognized the four-star general. "General Vance... welcome to Zurich; how can our institution assist your delegation today?" the director stammered.
"You can hand over the encryption keys to Arthur Sterling's offshore vault before we seize your entire institution," Harrison demanded.
