Free Tiers by Shelly Pratt Page A

tier of Went and Worth’s associates are seated in there, Jake included. As time passes the discussion becomes more animated until it is obvious that there is much anger in the boardroom.
     
    Oh my word! He’s done it! He’s really done it! I have to admit I am a little freaked out right now. I steady my breathing so that I don’t hit panic mode. This is what all my careful planning and scheming has come down to and I’m not willing to admit I may be having second thoughts about all of this. If even the tiniest thing goes wrong I could end up in a jail cell myself. My mouth is dry and I swallow like I have a furry tennis ball lodged in the back of it.
     
    Get a grip!
     
    All of a sudden I can hear Harold’s voice boom closely near the door and Margaret and I jump out of our skin when the door bursts open.
     
    Harold has a crazed look in his eyes and for once his slicked back hair looks a little wild. He stops abruptly in front of me and lets a sneer reach his lips before he reaches down and grabs his briefcase. As he storms back into his office I lean forward in my chair to get a glimpse into the room. Jake is sitting directly across from the door and allows me a peek at his dimples while he smiles victoriously. He winks at me right before Harold slams the door in my face.
     
    Fuck! All manner of shit is about to hit the fan and I cannot believe that Jake and I are the instigators of all of it. The plan had been rather brilliant actually. I had, of course, wanted to get out of my divorce from Harold. Two could play the manipulative game, only I had hoped that for once I would be better at it. Jake was my knight in shining armor. Young, hot as hell, cultured and sexy … what more could a girl want? Oh yeah, he’s into me too. So I had already started to form a plan in my mind when he proposed he was willing to do whatever it took to make me his.
     
    So I took him up on the offer.
     
    Firstly Jake took care of Went and Worth’s accounts. Did I forget to mention he is a genius with computers and could hack the computer’s mainframe? Just another one of his many talents. He set about leaving an electronic trail of fraudulent fund transfers from the company’s bank account into Harold’s personal one. We wanted it to look legit, so he back tracked and made it look like old Harry boy had been embezzling funds from the company for years – well before we were even married in fact.
     
    We wanted Harold’s bank in London to see that money as well, so it briefly made an appearance before it left for another destination. The stolen money needed an offshore account that it could go to so Jake set about creating one. We settled with a bank in the Cayman Islands so the money could sit earning interest for the last three months. Just long enough to register that the funds were there in the first place. The account is of course in Harold’s name.
     
    Now, there would be no point leaving the money there. Once it is discovered that Harold has taken the money, it will be returned to the company at once. Under normal circumstances that might not be a bad thing, but Jake and I were willing to make the money work for us on many levels.
     
    First of all we had to consider the matter of my impending divorce. Harold would surely file for one the minute he realized someone had dumped him in the shit. That someone being me of course. So enter the pre-nup which dictates that I get nothing. Not so. Jake took a third of the money out of the Cayman account and pinged it to several banks around the world before it made it to a Swiss bank in Zurich. A girl has got to love the Swiss and their privacy. No one would be able to access the details of that account unless their name was on the database.
     
    Next up, was Felix. Now in order for Jake to have access to the top spot at Went and Worth he had to make it look like Felix was part of the embezzlement too. So he wired ten million Euros to Felix’s Barclays bank account in London the