Chapter 7 - Secrets Buried Beneath Glass And Steel
The board meeting adjourned in stunned silence, leaving Marcus and Arthur fuming in their respective leather chairs. As the other executives hurriedly filed out of the room, Jessi motioned for Ivan to remain behind.
She waited until the heavy oak doors clicked shut before letting out a slow, controlled breath of exhaustion. “You handled them brilliantly, Ivan,” Jessi murmured, massaging her temples as the lingering pain from her orthopedic brace flared up again.
“They’re terrified, Mrs. Sterling, but cornered rats bite twice as hard,” Ivan warned, setting his portfolio down on the table. “Marcus has been funneling stolen capital through a shell company registered in the Cayman Islands for at least eighteen months.”
Jessi looked up, her gray eyes locking onto his with newfound respect. “I knew about the embezzlement, but I didn't have the ironclad paper trail to prove it before you pulled those files from the internal server,” she admitted quietly.
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“In the military, we learned that the enemy’s greatest weapon is their arrogance,” Ivan replied calmly. “Marcus thinks he’s smarter than everyone in this building, which makes him sloppy.” Jessi nodded slowly, standing up with deliberate caution to test her injured ribs.
“Tonight, we strike back at their primary funding source,” Jessi instructed, handing Ivan a secure encrypted flash drive. “Take this to our downtown financial auditors, and make sure no one follows you.”
