Chapter 16 - TOKYO TO ZURICH
The private Gulfstream jet cut through the turbulent night sky over the North Atlantic, heading straight toward Switzerland.
Inside the luxurious cabin, Eleanor reviewed classified medical files provided by her European intelligence contacts.
The records indicated that Harrison Sterling’s medical coma had been completely faked by an elite private clinic in the Swiss Alps.
For three years, Harrison had been running an international money laundering ring right under the nose of Interpol.
"If Harrison is active, he will try to freeze your European assets before we land," Marcus warned, checking his secure tablet.
"He can try," Eleanor replied, adjusting her silk blouse as she looked out into the pitch-black sky. "But I didn't come to negotiate."
At six o'clock the following morning, the jet touched down on the snow-covered runway of Zurich Airport.
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A fleet of three armored black sedans waited on the tarmac, sent by Eleanor’s long-time Swiss legal counsel.
"Welcome back to Switzerland, Mrs. Vance," the lead security driver said, bowing respectfully as he opened her car door.
