“Then I'll give you half the money now and place half in an account in your name but which you can't access for twenty-four hours. That will give you time to restore me.”
The woman studied him for a moment, looking for the flaws in the plan. He just had to hope she didn't know everything ShivaTech's systems could do. Finally, she nodded. She'd might not get all the money, but she'd decided even half a billion would be enough. As Ronan had calculated she would.
“Very well,” she said. “But not in my name. Use Arvan J. Stanton, understand?”
“As you like. I'll have to jump to London to arrange everything.”
“You remember your non-existent friend's old contact number?”
“For some reason, yes, I do. Very clearly.”
“That's the account number for the first half of the payment. Make sure the ne
