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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY
On a Wednesday morning Victoria had gone to the office of Robert.She went without her lawyer. Without her assistant. Without the folder of papers which had always accompanied every other visit. She entered with nothing, but the special energy she always possessed and the special expression of a woman who had determined exactly what she wanted to say and then made her step pass through the door.Robert was expecting her. Not this particular day. But the visit itself was determined by the execution of Thursday and he had known that it was coming in the sense that you know when you are about to have a conversation that the conditions which brought about that conversation have been decided.She sat down.He waited.“The withdrawal of Wei Liang is real,” she said."Yes," he said.“The report of Carlisle,” she said. “Dave has sent me the corresponding passages.”“I asked him to,” Robert said.Victoria gazed at the table between them. Then at Robert. She was looking in a way that she had al
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-NINE
On Monday, Wei Liang withdrew.Not dramatically. Not by the utterance of the word, or by the gesture or any of those visible processes by which men endeavoured to make the withdrawal known. Quietly. Methodically. Precisely as he had come bit by bit, step by step, in a series which made logical sense to him alone, and which could be seen as a pattern only when a sufficient number of pieces had been shifted.The first sign was observed by Robert at 4 pm on Monday. A regulatory investigation that had been ongoing against one of the subsidiary operations of Zenco had become silent. Not closed formally. The investigating body merely ceased to respond to the requests of the team of Marcus for clarification. The particular inactivity of a process that has stopped moving but hasn't reached conclusion.Marcus flagged it. Robert noted it. Neither took immediate action.On Tuesday morning the second sign came. A journalist in the trade publication who had been writing a steady stream of negative
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-EIGHT
The message of Wei Liang was on a Friday morning.Robert was sitting at his desk, going through the documentation on the post-execution that Marcus had prepared overnight, when his personal phone buzzed with a message that was sent to him by a number that he did not recognise. He gazed at it awhile. Then he opened it.The message consisted of four sentences. Precise. No greeting. No name at the end.The existing campaign parameters are no longer operationally viable. I am willing to step out of any and every position which I am presently occupied in, to the disadvantage of Zenco Enterprise and its allied affairs. In return I would ask you to withdraw the judicial challenge to the transfer documents and not help the FBI in case of any issues related to my business activities. Do you have an answer?Robert read it twice.He placed the phone with the face down on the desk.He took it up again and read it.He looked out of the window. At the Friday morning outside. At the city, with its d
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-SEVEN
The first validation was at eleven AM.Brighton brought it over to Marcus who was keeping an eye on the legal system since the time of the filing at nine. The two transfer papers were already flagged as pending judicial review. The legal staff of Wei Liang had already filed a counter in less than forty minutes. Fast and professional. Precisely what a permanent standby legal team would produce.Marcus read the counter-filing. He looked up.“The counter is good,” he said. “Their attorneys are quite good.” He paused. “But the filing is not invalidated. The judicial review procedure has been initiated, and cannot be prevented by a counter-filing.”“It is node one that is holding,” Robert said."Node one is holding,” Marcus affirmed.At eleven thirty Dave was first told the first update by Carlisle. He read, and handed over his phone to Robert.The channel interruption of communication had been made clean at nine AM. The network of the operations of Wei Liang had broken up in the very way
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-SIX
Thursday arrived with a grey sky and still air.By six AM Robert was in the office. He entered the conference room, which had already been lit. Marcus was present in company with three legal associates and a filing document which ran to forty pages, and was subject to review and revision until every sentence was loaded with just the weight it had to bear and not more.Dave came at half past six. He sat opposite Robert and placed his phone on the table and gazed at the execution plan lying between them."Carlisle confirmed at five," Dave said. “Node two is prepared, he can come into execution with your signal.”"Victoria?" Robert said.Dave said, "She called me at four thirty. She has already talked to two of the three investors. Preliminary talk. The third she is calling this morning.“The third is the critical one,” said Robert.“She knows,” Dave said.Marcus raised his eyes on the filing document. “The legal strike is ready to file the minute you say so. Judge assignment has been co
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FIVE
Twenty minutes later Robert was home.When she called, he had been at his desk. Before the call was completed, he had risen, and carried off his jacket and walked away without giving anybody an idea of where he was going. Dave spotted him on the other side of the office and made no comment. Dave never needed any explanation as to when it was not necessary.As he entered the door, Roxanne was standing in the living room.Not sitting. Standing. The exact position of a person who has arrived at a decision and is now prepared to present it and does not desire the luxury of a sitting position when they do.He closed the door. He looked at her.“Diana came,” Roxanne said."I didn't ask her to," Robert said.“I know you didn't,” Roxanne said. “She came because she wanted to come, because she had something to say to me directly, she did not want to leave it to chance or to the article or to any other form of the article which I might construct myself.”Robert gazed at her. “What did she say t
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