Alexander’s offer to replace sixty million dollars like it was loose change should have been overwhelmingly generous, but instead it made every paranoid instinct I had start screaming warnings.
“You want to give me sixty million dollars?”
“I want to ensure that financial criminals don’t succeed in targeting pharmaceutical heiresses. The money would be a loan against your family’s assets, with full repayment expected once the stolen funds are recovered.”
“A loan,” I repeated. “With what terms? What interest rates? What collateral requirements?”
“No terms. No interest. No collateral.” Alexander’s voice was intense, almost desperate. “Just temporary assistance until your regular banking systems are restored.”
“Alexander, no one loans sixty million dollars without terms. That’s not how we
