Chapter 16 - THE ZURICH SUMMIT
Two weeks later, Claire arrived in Zurich aboard her private Gulfstream jet, accompanied by a elite team of legal advisors, security specialists, and federal investigators. The city was blanketed in a heavy winter snow, its grand banking halls operating behind walls of absolute secrecy.
Claire entered the top-floor boardroom of the Bellevue Grand Hotel, wearing a striking charcoal wool coat that commanded immediate respect from the European banking lords waiting inside.
Sitting at the head of the long glass table was an elderly gentleman with sharp blue eyes, wearing a bespoke suit and holding a gold-headed walking cane. He looked up as Claire entered, a faint, sinister smile playing on his lips.
"Welcome to Switzerland, my dear niece," the man said smoothly in a rich European accent. "I see you inherited your father's stubborn courage."
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Claire did not take a seat; instead, she stood at the head of the room, tossing a encrypted hard drive onto the glass table where it slid directly into the center.
"Your forty-year war against my family ends today, Uncle Arthur," Claire stated coldly. "The FBI and Swiss Banking Authority have already seized every account associated with your falcon syndicate."
