Boston Real Estate, a Greenwich Mansion, and Five Attorneys
Two million.
Ten days.
“The bank mailed a default notice to the restaurant,” Marcus said.
“Julian forwarded it to his personal email and deleted the original.”
“How do you know all that?”
“He uses the same password on the restaurant server that he uses on his phone.”
“That isn’t legal.”
“Neither is forging a loan, Sienna.”
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