“Because you’ll be prosecuted if you do?” I asked. This was not news but the same story my mother had been telling me ever since that day he took a hike on us.
“No,” he said. “There’s absolutely no chance of that. I move around for sake of appearances, mostly. Also at times to have local access to particular banking systems or caches of funds.”
Zitts chimed in, “Our business is moving money around—unofficially. Very large sums. I believe you understood some of this in your previous position as executive director of Keppelhoffer.”
“I guessed it was some kind of front organization,” I admitted, “maybe for the Secret Government.” Again, I expected them to be somehow stunned that I was sharp enough to guess what the game was. But not a single eyebrow even twitched.
“There is no Secret Gove
