CHAPTER
TWENTY-FOUR
I remain at the hospital for several hours, finally leaving at midnight when the nurse tells me Larry’s in stable but guarded condition. She asks if Larry has any close family, and I admit all I know is the family is in Texas and was contacted. I’m not even sure if they’re coming to see Larry.
As I sit waiting, I turn to the NAST envelope. The documents reflect transactions from a single account. The starting balance seven years ago was seven million dollars, and for first five years two-hundred-fifty thousand a quarter was disbursed, each transfer corresponding to a wire to Credit Zurich, Switzerland.
I calculate five-million-two-hundred-thousand dollars withdrawn. No activity this entire spring. The only name on the account: Faith Wesley.
I dial Dan Hagen in the
