Chapter 4 - FREEZING THE ASSETS
At 9:00 AM Monday, Marcus walked into the First National Bank of Dallas, expecting to wire five million dollars to a shell company in the Caymans. Instead, he was met by a stony-faced branch manager and a frozen screen.
Sitting in my makeshift office in the hospital cafeteria, my phone buzzed. It was my lead attorney, David. "The freeze is active, Isabella. Every account bearing the Hale name is locked down tight. Vivian’s credit cards will start declining in about ten minutes."
I smiled, taking a sip of black coffee. Vivian had built her empire on my father’s generosity. Now, she was going to learn what it felt like to have nothing but the clothes on her back. A predator without teeth was just a nuisance.
