The Don's Secret Wife No More
“And I don’t want to give you any excuse to come after me.”
He opened his mouth to speak, but I continued.
“If I could launder that much for you, Matteo, do you really think I didn’t build myself an escape route?”
The color drained from his face.
“For the past five years, for every dollar I cleaned for you, I skimmed three cents. It all went into a network of ghost accounts.” I smiled. “With compound interest, that little fund is now worth one-point-two billion dollars.”
“And then there’s Europe,” I continued. “I opened three private banks in Switzerland under the Rossi family name, invested in London real estate funds, and acquired two luxury brands in Paris.”