Chapter 12 - Evelyn Attempts To Liquidate Family Assets Before Court Freezes Everything
In a frantic attempt to salvage a shred of luxury, Evelyn drove her Bentley to the private safe deposit boxes in Midtown Manhattan.
She hauled three heavy leather duffel bags into the marble lobby of the Swiss-American Trust Bank.
“I need to withdraw the entirety of gold bullion and bearer bonds from vault four hundred twelve immediately,” Evelyn demanded.
The bank manager looked up from his computer terminal, pressing a silent desk alarm button beneath the mahogany counter.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Whittaker, but all family-linked accounts and deposit boxes were frozen by federal court order twenty minutes ago,” he stated.
Evelyn slammed her manicured hands onto the desk, screaming obscenities that echoed off the high vaulted marble ceilings.
“You cannot do this! I am Evelyn Whittaker! I am a member of the social registry!” she shrieked hysterically.
Two armed federal marshals stepped out from the private security alcove, placing their hands calmly on their holsters.
“Mrs. Whittaker, step away from the counter; you are under arrest for attempted asset concealment and money laundering,” the lead marshal ordered.
Handcuffs clicked into place around her wrists as she thrashed and kicked against the expensive Italian leather chairs.
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The duffel bags fell open on the lobby floor, spilling thousands of dollars in hidden cash and fake passports across the marble tiles.
Her downfall was as public, humiliating, and absolute as anyone in New York high society had ever witnessed.
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