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to both of them in March of this year. Purchase price: $1,200,000. Paid entirely in cash.”

“$1.2 million,” I repeated slowly. “His company’s cash flow broke three months ago. He owed $4,700,000. Where did he get $1,200,000 in liquid cash to buy a penthouse?”

“That’s exactly why I had the forensic accountants trace the funds.”

Julian’s expression darkened.continue reading …