Princely Passions - Page 300
Did I hear that right?
What the fuck?
"I'm sorry?" is all I really manage to croak out.
Nadia turns to the lawyer who sighs and opens his briefcase.
"Ms. Sullivan," Mr. Wright says, referring to some pape
rwork as he says my last name, "Over the last three months, we've noticed a series of very improper money transfers in Mr. Lowell's account."
I nod impatiently. This is exactly why I called the meeting. I should have maybe specified it in the invite, but I didn't want to cause a lot of fuss.
"Transfers to countries that are specifically forbidden by the Federal Government because they are known havens for terrorism and money laundering," Mr. Wright continues and I nod simply. I have all the proof I need being told to me. I'm not worried.
"At the same time, Mr. Lowell's attorneys believed that there was someone within Carter Jeffries who was embezzling from his account," the lawyer continues and then looks at me. "Something like this if it were to get out would be severely damaging to the reputation of the bank."
That's exactly what I was thinking when I called this meeting, bub!
"We knew that whoever was stealing from Mr. Lowell, since they were working within the Firm, would most likely seek to cover their tracks if the entire situation were scrutinized further," Mr. Wright says. "So, Mr. Lowell took a more active role and made himself available to your group under the guise of seeing the performance of his investments. Over the last month once Mr. Lowell began taking an active role, we saw that we were correct in our assumption and the thief began to try to cover their tracks."
Why is my heart suddenly dropping to my stomach?
"It corresponds to the time you began to somehow directly log into Mr. Lowell's account," Mr. Wright says to me.
Wait.
"I was doing the research that my manager asked me to do," I say quickly. "In the analysis of Mr. Lowell's account."
Mr. Wright looks at me with a puzzled expression. "That seems highly unlikely, Ms. Sullivan, and is almost impossible. The Firm has a policy against placing that level of access upon those at the Analyst level--"
I'm just not even going to let him finish that one.
"I completely understand," I say with a flourish. "That's why when Nadia gave me this assignment, she promoted me to Associate," I say and lean back. This is all some horrible misunderstanding.
Mr. Wright looks toward Nadia. I look toward Nadia. I can tell from the corner of my eye that Derek is looking toward her too.
"Alicia," Nadia says slowly, "When I told you to prepare the investment options based on Mr. Lowell's visit, I never told you to go through his account. And," she says and pauses and laughs to herself. "There is no way I ever promoted you to Associate."
It's like someone took a giant baseball bat and just hit me in the face.
"We don't do promotions until the end of the year, and you're still too new to the Firm," Nadia continues as she looks through her phone. "And as far as I can see, there is no email or notification from me to HR telling them to move you to that level."
"In fact, Ms. Sullivan, did you not use your manager's credentials to log into Mr. Lowell's account?" Thomas Wright asks me.
Fuck. I don't know what to answer.
I feel like throwing up.
My head is spinning.
I think I've been set up.
"I'm going to take your silence as a sign of guilt, Ms. Sullivan," the lawyer says as he sits down next to me. "But you should know that the Firm will try to recover the damages from you on his behalf. We believe that you've stolen about $30 million dollars from Mr. Lowell so far."
Tears are streaming down my face as I look to Derek.
I can't tell what he's thinking.
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