On an Autumn Evening in Manhattan, Fifty Million Dollars Signed Away Eleven Long Years
“They paid it within four hours of the original split to buy your silence before the annual corporate succession audits started,” Nora said, capping her pen with a soft click.
“Now they have no audit to hide and no leverage left to use.”
“Is anything pending with the state tax authority?” I asked.
“The tax reserves were settled at the source under the corporate divorce decree,” Mr.
Henderson said.
He gave me a small black electronic key fob and a new ledger card.
“If you sign line four, the transfer to your independent account in San Diego will go through automatically at midnight.”
I took the silver pen from Nora and signed my name across the line without pausing.