Ky showed up at the house fifteen minutes later, going directly to his office. When he didn’t come out right away, Cole went to see why. After peering over Ky’s shoulder, Cole said, “It’s not nice to kick a man when he’s down. But in this case…”
Nodding, Ky continued what he was doing, which was writing an email, he told Cole, to several well-respected financial advisors and consultants, warning them that Oliver Hammar, the owner of various hotels, casinos, and other businesses, all in his name, was rumored to be to very ill and close to death.
“That works but…” Cole chewed his lip.
“But what?”
“As soon as Marsham figures out what’s happening, he’s going to do his best to find out who gave them the information.”
“And?” Ky replied with a shrug. “I’m obviously not going to use my real n
