Chapter 3 - MARCUS VOSS HAD A PROBLEMMy attorney contacted a forensic accountant.
By midnight, we knew something the financial press did not.
Voss Energy was in trouble.
Not ordinary trouble.
Collateral trouble.
The company had borrowed heavily to acquire lithium processing facilities.
Markets shifted.
Costs exploded.
A major overseas project stalled.
Then lenders demanded additional collateral.
Voss Energy technically had billions in assets.
But many were pledged.
Restricted.
Illiquid.
Marcus needed cash quickly.
Not millions.
Hundreds of millions.
So why steal one million in gold?
Because one million wasn’t the goal.
It was a test.
The phone records eventually showed Marcus and Victoria discussing a “bridge package.”
My mother’s safe was one piece.
The real target was elsewhere.
Her private storage vault.
I had forgotten about it.
Mom owned a secured vault through a commodities firm in Manhattan.
My father had accumulated physical gold for decades.
Estimated value:
$38 million.
Victoria knew about it.
How?
Me.
I mentioned it casually once at dinner.
Marcus was there.
I felt sick.
The safe theft was supposed to give them the access documents.
Keys.
Account numbers.
Authorization cards.
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The money wasn’t the prize.
The paperwork was.
