“I should sign that before you move on.”
Phillip seemed relieved she wasn’t pushing for the box number as he handed Amber her pen. Gerrard.”
“Christ,” Castor guffawed. “Of course, officer,” Amber repeated as she hefted her leather business bag off the table and followed the man as he led her through the double doors and to a set of elevators. It was a chance for the wealthy to enjoy the finer things while appearing to pay the incurred debt for their crimes while padding the pockets of other wealthy individuals who invested in these facilities. All we would require is your signature for the new contract and information on where the ledger is. “Ah,” Amber said. “What does that have to do with the elevators being slow?”
“At the time, in the state of Colorado, there was a local ordinance that required slow elevator speeds in hospitals due to health issues. I’m sure your family would not appreciate having their income or security ripped from them, and I wonder how long you would last in a prison…” She looked around the room as if trying to grasp the right words, then leveled her gaze back at Castor.
