Misled (A Will Parker Thriller Book 4) by Anderson Harp

Author:Anderson Harp [Harp, Anderson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lyrical Press
Published: 2020-05-19T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 32

FinCEN Headquarters

Virginia Peoples hadn’t slept since the FinCEN project on the Cayman Islands bank had been quashed. Consequently, she had been coming to work even earlier than usual. As always, the building was dark when she went through security. Once again, she was the one who turned on the lights in the offices.

At her desk, she played with some research. She didn’t use the flash drive for fear that it would be caught up in the scan that her computers were most likely to be under. She did do some open-ended research. The Cayman Islands bank had subsidiaries in the Isle of Man as well as the UAE. It bragged on its website about leading the industry in anti-laundering processes. She laughed at the comment.

Virginia crossed over to some independent research with the Egmont Group. Created in 1995, the organization had taken on the role of the international monitor of the movement of money. Her working group had a contact there whom she had relied upon often in the past.

She lifted her fingers from her keyboard. An email wouldn’t be smart, given that she’d been ordered to drop the investigation. She looked at the clock. It was too early to call Egmont.

She sighed, pushing her keyboard away. As little as she liked it, she would wait, and then call.

* * * *

At one minute past seven, Virginia was knocking on Darrel Byrd’s door. It was open a crack already; inside, she saw that he hadn’t even had a chance to open his computer.

“Hey,” she said. “I was just checking in with you on the Caymans.”

“I thought we were dropping that.”

“Do you know who Alexander Paul is?”

“Wasn’t he DIA?”

She nodded.

“Virginia, you do good work,” he said in his most patronizing tone. She hated it when he did that. If she didn’t interrupt, he’d go on to say that the project had been closed down and she needed to move on.

“I bet he’s in that bank. Maybe it’s to follow the trail of money going through there…but maybe something else is going on.”

“Would that be so bad?”

“You mean that the CIA and DIA own a bank in the Caymans?”

“I didn’t say that. All I am saying is that we’ve been ordered to leave it alone.”

“Let me ask this: What if someone used that as an opportunity to steal? Who would catch him?”

“Not sure, but presently, it’s not our problem.” His voice rose. “I’ll say it one more time: Leave it alone.”

She nodded, turned, and left his office, stunned but more determined than ever. The Cayman Islands bank had been given a get-out-of-jail-free card unlike any other.

* * * *

When Virginia left work that night, her Volvo with the University of Pennsylvania Wharton School window decal was not difficult for someone to follow.

As she fought traffic, Virginia checked the time. It had been a long day at work. Or rather, she’d made it a long day.

I need to learn to let things go. She heard her mother’s voice in her head, like a passenger who wasn’t there.

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