Chapter 10 — We Don’t File Yet

“What’s our move?” I asked her, and I expected her to say we’d file the petition that afternoon, and I was ready to.

“We don’t file yet,” Eleanor said.

That surprised me.

“He’s building his structure — the shell accounts, the transfers — and he thinks he has three months and no one watching.

Good.

Let him think it.

A man who believes he’s winning gets careless, and careless is exactly what we want him.” She folded her hands.