“Nick Sterling,” Marcus whispered softly:
“Your aunt Eleanor didn’t die on Route Six.”
“She was stabilized at Saint Anthony’s hospital sixty minutes ago.”
“She has already provided three hours of continuous, recorded deposition testimony to the United States Attorney.”
Marcus pointed his finger at me:
“And her first official executive decree as the primary beneficial trustee of the **Vance-Sterling Sovereign Trust**…”
Marcus Vance reached into his coat pocket, pulled out an unsealed, certified **Emergency Board Resolution and Statutory Receivership Order**, and dropped it flat onto Nick’s forehead:
*THUD.
*
“…was to terminate the partnership charter of Vanguard Creative Group for gross fiduciary fraud.”
“To seize every bank account, every client contract, and every intellectual property asset bearing the name Sterling.”
“And to appoint the man you fired at eight-fifty-two this morning…”
