(Photo Credit: Jade M. Wong)
A chill ran right down the middle of Virinchi’s spine making him shudder involuntarily. Even though the interior of the stone walled house was stuffy and hot, an eerie sense of cold wrapped itself around him.
It was not supposed to be ending this way. When he had obtained the final tranche of funding from the bank, posting a non-existent ghost real estate as a collateral, the grandiose scheme for the regal heist was complete. All that remained was for the stash to make its way to Zurich and for Virinchi to head to Antigua.
The modest yet attractive house came along with a price and a citizenship. Expend $400,000 and purchase an outrageous amnesty for obnoxious sins! Extradition treaties were a sacrilege and deportation a distant nightmare.
But then there was a public furore the likes of which were never seen before. Diplomacy did a volte face and secrecy died without even a whimper. Papers were drawn up and the knives of justice sharpened.
Now they were coming for him.
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