They Thought They Were Turning Me Into Someone Smaller and Easier to Rob – Instead They Walked, One by One, Into a Room a Fraud Attorney Had Spent Years Building Around Them
Patience, it turns out, beats genius, if the genius is too proud to look down and see who’s holding the door.
Chapter 14 — You Destroyed Yourself
The door opened, and Detective Logan Pierce came in with two federal agents, and Charles Mercer did not run, because men like Charles never believe, until the cuffs are actually on their wrists, that the rules apply to them.
“Charles Mercer,” Logan said.
“We have a great deal to talk about.” Charles turned to me, and the warmth was entirely gone now, and what was underneath it was so cold and so old that I understood, for the first time, exactly how he had done it for twenty years.
“You destroyed me,” he said.