Chapter 4 - The Paper Trail
Two black luxury SUVs pulled up to the tarmac, their doors opening simultaneously. Out stepped Arthur Vance—Claire’s formidable senior estate attorney—holding a thick leather document folder.
"Grant Whitmore," Arthur announced, stepping onto the tarmac with absolute authority. "As of nine o'clock this morning, the forensic audit of Whitmore Global was completed."
Grant took a step back, his face losing all color. "An audit...? On whose authority?!"
"On my authority," Claire said, stepping closer to him. Her dark sunglasses hid her eyes, but her presence dominated the entire tarmac. "Did you really think I didn't notice the fifteen million dollars transferred to shell accounts in Panama over the last six months?"
Sabrina let out a sharp gasp, her grip on Grant’s arm loosening as she looked at him in horror. "Panama?! Grant, you told me those funds were for our real estate portfolio!"
Arthur opened the folder, holding up a certified bank document stamped in red ink. "Miss Cole, those funds were embezzled from the company’s executive pension pool. Furthermore, your name is listed as a primary trustee on three of those offshore accounts."
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Sabrina’s face turned paper-white. "What?! I didn't sign anything! Grant told me it was a tax strategy!"
"In the eyes of the federal government, Miss Cole, it is called wire fraud and corporate embezzlement," Arthur stated coldly. "Federal marshals are currently at your apartment serving a search warrant."
