Page 147 of The Rules Of Attraction
He carried a large brown envelope under his arms which he placed on my desk.
“What have you found?” I asked.
“Nothing good, Alex. Nothing good at all.” He took out several sheets of paper and laid them out. “Take a look and tell me what you see.”
I sighed knowing I was going to hate this to no end.
Picking up the first wad of paper I looked at the front sheet. It was a bank statement in Devon’s name with several transactions showing seriously large amounts of money being credited to different companies.”
“Do you recognize any of the companies?”
I felt my heart ache when I realized what he was saying.
Yes I recognized the companies. At least five anyway. They were all companies that Devon had investment dealings with. Bottlebrite was one of them.
“This is of relevance to you.” Marc picked up a sheet to my right and handed it to me.
Silveranium Tech, the company that had mined the silveranium were listed. I saw transactions listed for stock purchase at amounts up to a hundred thousand dollars.
“And this.” Marc showed me a process receipt showing evidence of the sale of those shares for eight hundred thousand dollars.
He’d sold the shares for a more than handsome profit.
“And this.” Marc added with another sheet of paper with email conversations.
He looked at Summer who’d stood next to me the whole time looking at the same things I saw. She looked rigid and pale. “Summer, this is seriously top secret info. I beg you not to say anything to a soul.”
“I won’t be saying anything, Marc.” Her tone was flat and emotionless, one I’d never heard.
“This is confirmation of inside dealing. He bribes the company secretary or someone who deals with the company finances and they work together to pull off a pump and dump scheme. It’s been going on for years. It looks like he does one every few months and deposits the earnings into his off shore accounts.”
“Fuck Marc, what the fuck?” I winced. This was the nightmare I saw coming.
The thing I feared. The thing that could lose me what I’d worked so hard to get, and shit now there was a link to my case.
How the hell was I supposed to defend Devon in court now?
What was I supposed to do? We’d never take on a case like this which I now knew was all a load of bullshit.
No disclaimer could refute this.
“I know. I was shocked.” Marc grimaced. “I’ve never liked the guy, but this is beyond what I expected.”
“You can’t do the case, Alex.” Summer cut in. She was shaking her head. “You shouldn’t. It’ll be a disaster.”
“Angel, it’s on Friday. My dad won’t make me senior partner when he sees I went digging.”
She looked shocked by my answer.
“Alex, she’s right. Screw the partnership. This is serious shit. We can’t get mixed up in it.” Marc jumped in.
“It’s easy for you to say, you don’t hope to be senior partner. You’re happy doing what you’re doing.” I snapped.
“Alex, there is so many things going on here. It’s all securities fraud of the highest level.”
“Marc. I plan to get rid of any ties to Devon after I become partner.”
“Has your dad given you a date for this inauguration?” Marc narrowed his eyes at me.
