Chapter 12
Back in the suite,
Clara plugged the drive,
into her secure laptop.
The files opened up,
revealing a massive matrix,
of global corporate fraud.
Blackwood was not working,
alone in this matter,
he had powerful friends.
Three major shipping CEOs,
were listed in documents,
conspiring to destroy Sterling.
They wanted to control,
the Atlantic trade routes,
by sinking her reputation.
They planned fake accidents,
bribed port officials and,
fabricated legal investigations against,
her top vessel fleets.
"It is a syndicate,"
Marco remarked while reading,
the financial transfer logs.
"They have pooled over,
one hundred million dollars,
to finance this operation."
Clara stared at names,
feeling a cold fury,
settle deep in bones.
These men knew her,
father and had smiled,
at his funeral service.
Now they wanted to,
steal his legacy away,
from his only daughter.
"They think I am,
weak because I am,
young and alone here,"
Clara said softly to,
the quiet empty room.
"But they will learn,
that a cornered wolf,
is the most dangerous."
She called her broker,
in New York City,
waking him up early.
"Sell their competitor shares,
short their main stocks,
and prepare for battle."
She was going to,
ruin them financially before,
they could touch ships.
The market would be,
her chosen modern battlefield,
and wealth her weapon.
Marco smiled seeing her,
in full command mode,
radiating pure power and,
unstoppable brilliant strategic vision.
The morning was coming,
and the London stock,
exchange would open soon.
She sat at table,
ready to pull triggers,
that would shatter empires,
May you like
and rewrite the history,
of global maritime trade.
