But the answer is yes.

It will take a year and it will be extremely tedious and you will win.”

Maya put her hands over her face.

“Now the money,” Priya said.

“The money is the emergency.

The property will still be there in a year.

The money will be in Belize by Friday.”

By six in the morning Desmond had traced the second hop, and by eight Priya had drafted an emergency petition, and by two that afternoon a judge in the chancery division had signed an order freezing the account, and the four hundred and eighty thousand dollars still sitting in it stopped moving forever.