The conversation lasted half an hour. Max was in shock but agreed to meet and discuss the details. Emily gave him her contact information and promised to call him in the next few days.
The rest of the calls followed a similar pattern: the daughter of Vladimir Castro, the nephew of Maria Andrade, the son of George Pacheco. They all believed their relatives had died without leaving an inheritance, but in reality, a cunning lawyer had stolen it.
By noon, Emily had a complete database of the victims. The total damage exceeded $20 million.
Ethan and Pamela had set up a veritable criminal organization.
At 1:00 in the afternoon, Emily arrived at Mr. Roth’s office. Constantine was a tall, pleasant-looking man. His office had a classic design: dark furniture, leatherbound books, portraits of famous jurists.
“Well, Emily, let’s see what you have brought me,” he said as he sat behind his desk.
Emily took out the printouts of the photos from the red folders, the copies of the emails, and the list of victims. Roth studied the documents in silence, occasionally raising an eyebrow or nodding.