Chapter 9 - The Crimson Dossier
Arthur handed the red folder to Toby.
Inside were bank statements, wire transfers, and forged signatures detailing a fifty-million-dollar siphon route leading directly from the Sovereign Charity Trust into offshore accounts in the Cayman Islands.
"Your father hid the master encryption key before he died," Arthur explained as the limousine ascended the private ramp toward the top floor of the Sterling Tower downtown. "He encoded it into a physical asset—something he knew Julian would never suspect."
"The pocket watch," Toby gasped, his hand instantly flying to the small brass timepiece hidden inside the lining of his green hotel jacket. "He gave it to me on my twelfth birthday. He said never to let anyone see it."
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"Julian knew you had it," Arthur said grimly. "That's why he kept you employed at the hotel. He was waiting for you to turn eighteen so he could legally force you to sign over the family trust assets, which included the watch."
The limousine came to a smooth stop inside the private underground garage of Sterling Tower.
