nah

ach pulled up the gravel drive. Two company sedans follo

as in the reception hall, sprawled on a leather sofa with Cinthia tucked a

"I thought security made i

he low mahogany coffee table, dropped my

lton. "Good morning,

near the dining corridor, hands jammed in

t. "Leave Julian out of this. What

ought up some bad debt.

t row. "Julian Rosa owes three million two hundred thousan

e rim and splashed across the Persian rug. "T

d at the crimson thumbprint. "Federal banki

ing across the figures. His face went pal

khanded Julian

ainst the pillar, sobbing. "Elton, I swear-they told m

on the floor as she rushed to shield her youn

attorney caught her wrist without flinching. "Certified copies, L

ce buried in her hands. The Silver Pe

bed. The humiliation in

te hush. "We've known each other for years. Giv

? Yesterday you tried to make me an unmarked

hours to wire three million two hundred thousand credits to Morgan Trust. If it's not in

to the cushions,

" Elton shouted. "You're t

" I turned my back. "Three

glanced back. "One more thing. Underground syndicates aren

rning sun cut t

t of banking alerts. "Elton's already c

, leaning back. "Cinthia's dowry is

. Three days. Either Elton found three millio