Alle Kapitel von DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH : Kapitel 171 – Kapitel 180

Chapter 170: The Alpine ShadowThe rain that had followed them from London turned into a heavy snowfall by the time the Gulfstream flew over the Bernese Alps. Below Zurich's lights were spread out around the dark freezing Limmat River, a shining grid of money and deep banking secrets that had stayed hidden through two world wars. To the market this was a safe place for money, a place where assets went to hide.To Julian and Elena it was the next stop on their list to get back their assets.Inside the jet's rear cabin it was warm, smelling of rich leather, scotch and the quiet metallic scent of secure digital servers. Julian sat in a leather armchair, his big frame taking up most of the space. He had unbuttoned his white shirt collar, his tie thrown on the side table. He didn't look relaxed. His gray eyes were fixed on the interface in front of him, his jaw set in a hard line that meant business.Elena sat on his lap, her legs over his thighs, her head on his broad shoulder. She wore a

Chapter 172: The Continental SweepThe wooden doors of Keller's house in Zürichberg slammed shut behind them. This left the shaking banker alone in his own broken home. Outside the wind from the mountains was blowing hard through the pine trees. It was carrying a lot of powdery snow across the stone courtyard. Julian did not look back. His long black coat was blowing behind him as he walked with Elena towards the waiting car. His big hand was holding her neck, keeping her safe from the cold with his body.The moment the heavy door of the car closed they were back in the cozy space inside. The noise of the storm was replaced by the sound of the car's engine. Elena quickly opened her computer. Started typing on the screen. The secret information they had just taken from Keller's computer was already being decoded. Thousands of lines of data were scrolling down the screen in green.Julian pulled Elena onto his lap without saying a word. His big arms were wrapped around her waist holding

Chapter 174: The Ink of the FoundationThe study of the Manhattan townhouse was really something special. It was like a room that showed off the power of the people who lived there. In a very quiet way. The walls were made of wood and the room smelled like old leather and smoke from a fire. You could also smell the air coming in from the stone patio outside.. Even with all the noise from the morning traffic in New York you could not hear a thing inside the room because the windows were made to keep the sound out.In the middle of the room there was a heavy desk made of mahogany wood. This desk had been used by the men in Elena's family for a long time.. Today Julian was standing behind Elena not sitting in the chair. He was very tall. His big body made her look small. His grey shirt was tight on his shoulders. His sleeves were rolled up showing his strong muscles. One of his hands was on the desk next to her and the other was in her hair touching the back of her neck.On the desk ther

Chapter 176: The First DecreeThe big boardroom on the sixty-third floor was really quiet now. All the crazy energy from the directors was gone. Outside the glass wall the grey sky over Wall Street was starting to clear up. Sunbeams were coming through the clouds. Shining on the black table.Julian was standing close to Elena, his body right between her legs. He had his hands on her hips. Was looking at her with a lot of heat in his eyes. He did not say anything for a while. He just kept looking at her.For three years Julian and Elena had been in charge moving from one place to another and taking down their enemies.. Today they stopped moving. They had taken over the territory."They did not even try to fight us, " Elena said softly. Her hands were on Julian's chest. She could feel his heart beating. "They were so used to depending on their friends in Europe that they did not realize they were already in trouble."Julian made a noise and put his hands on Elena's face."They spent thi

Chapter 178: The Static LayerThe first twenty-four hours of the lockdown crept over Manhattan like a shadow. Down in the district sixty-three stories below the executive suite chaos erupted. The Vane Holding Group had suddenly vanished from registries sparking a panic that rippled through mid-tier investment houses. These firms had bet against the family's legacy stock over the past decade.Inside the penthouse suite's copper-lined walls the turmoil was silent. It was a heavy oppressive quiet.The fire in the hearth had dwindled to a low steady glow. It cast a golden light across the polished oak floor. Julian lay on the leather sofa, his massive frame partially hidden by the high back. His charcoal shirt was discarded, revealing his scarred chest. His gray eyes were open watching Elena's bare shoulder rise and fall as she slept beside him.Elena was curled up against Julian, her face buried in the crook of his neck. One of her legs was hooked over his thighs holding her close to his