It was time for her to send her one last gift; this time she was going to get rid of her for good. She had a phone call to make, and as she contemplated her demise, she couldn't help but smile.
If something happens to Aurelia right now, Mark will completely forget about this slush fund nonsense.
***
While Aurelia was going about her daily business, filling her coffers, a number of people were plotting against her.
Five people were having a great time over a private dinner in a well-equipped and fabulous restaurant. This was normal, especially for these people, who had known each other for many years.
Eliza smiled at the Chief Prosecutor; a man she had helped several times get into the position he now holds. She resembled his creator, his god.
"This is a minor issue; you don't need to be concerned," the man said.
