Chapter 7 - The Stolen Legacy Of The Boston Shipping Empire
“Richard took over the board the very next morning, declaring you dead and seizing all offshore accounts,” Caleb stated.
He pulled a stack of certified wire-transfer receipts from his jacket, laying them out in a neat row on the table.
“Every ship in your fleet, every dock along the Boston harbor, and this very mansion were purchased with stolen funds,” Caleb said.
Arthur stared at the bank records, recognizing the routing numbers of accounts he hadn't seen since his youth.
“My father spent twenty years in exile proving this fraud while your family lived in unearned luxury,” Caleb added bitterly.
Chloe crossed her arms defensively, refusing to accept the reality unfolding across the dining room table.
“Even if your father was cheated out of his share, that happened decades ago! The statute of limitations has expired!” she snapped.
“Statutes of limitations don't apply to corporate treason involving federal maritime security assets,” a sharp voice echoed.
The heavy dining room doors swung open wide, and a tall man in a tailored federal prosecutor’s suit stepped inside.
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Arthur turned his head slowly, recognizing the federal marshal leading the legal team into the historic Boston mansion.
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