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He’s gone.
But I have a feeling that won’t be the last time I’ll see him.
Chapter7
Knight
“Be extremely mysterious, even to the point of soundlessness. Thereby you can be the director of the opponent’s fate.”- Sun Tzu, The Art of War.
That famous quote plays through my mind like a glorious song as I walk up the wide stone steps leading to the doors of Wright’s Investments.
By the time I was sixteen, I’d read every philosophy book worth reading and memorized every page ofThe Art of War.
I took a liking to that book in particular. Maybe it’s because of that primal competitive streak inside me that continuously fuels my thirst to win. Or it could have been my desire for revenge. By sixteen, I was well versed in my father’s treachery, and I despised everything about him. I’d made it my life’s mission to simply be better than him and Bastian. Better than both of themat everything.
As such, I’ve prided myself on being the guy who always gets what he wants.
Thanks to Jericho’s expertise, last night was the prime illustration of that truth.
Within the hour of the FBI raid, the story hit the national news that Conrad Gilmar had been arrested for securities fraud and embezzling eighty million from his clients.
It’s barely mid-day, but the press is running wild, spreading the story through every household in New York faster than an Australian bushfire. It’s on every news channel and in every paper with the headline:
Conrad Gilmar’s losses estimated at $85 billion. Long prison sentence inevitable…
Nathan is still in custody. Although Jericho didn’t find too much on him, there was enough to link him as a possible accomplice to his father’s dirty dealings.
If he’s lucky to be released, I suspect he’ll be under investigation for quite some time.
Just enough time to get him out of my way, but more importantly, take him out of the game.
Anyone would think those two had crossed me, but no. Until last night, although I’d heard of the Gilmars, I’d never met them in my life.
By being best pals with William, Aurora’s father, poor Nathan and Conrad simply had the misfortune of being obstacles in my way.
Now that the path has been cleared, I’m free to carry out the rest of the plan.
Which is why I’m here. And the large envelope in my hands is not that different from a doomsday device.
I walk through the doors and proceed toward the elevator bank.
The interior of the building is as grand as the outside with glass-paneled walls and marble floors. Minus the scent of indulgence and greed, the place reminds me of the Grayson building. There’s a homey feeling here that’s almost welcoming. As it’s Sunday and there’s hardly anyone around, things might be different during the busier times of the week.
The guard at the concierge’s desk acknowledges me with a clipped nod.
No words are spoken between us. A sign William must have briefed him about my visit.
Good.Nobody likes problems, especially with me.
However, I do wonder if William will fight, even though he’s backed into one of the darkest corners in Hell.
I called him last night after the news hit and requested we meet today.
He was quick to accept the meeting when I gave him a summary of the incriminating intel I have on him.
The man is no fool. He would have known what Conrad was up to.
He would have also been aware that only someone with high-tech skills could have figured out what was going on, and said person could have been the only one to rat Conrad and Nathan out.
