“For two years, you and your father have systematically used offshore factoring debentures to encumber forty miles of deep defense bedrock running beneath Chicago!”
“You deliberately boarded this aircraft to transport forged quitclaim deeds to execute an adverse default foreclosure at midnight tonight!”
Cooper slammed his palm onto the brief:
“Under Section Fourteen-B of the 1944 Mercer Sovereign Lineal Charter: eighty years ago, Arthur Mercer Senior decreed that if an adverse commercial factoring partner attempts to murder, defraud, abandon, or extinguish the living lineal bloodline of the master surveyor on an active sovereign defense homestead…”
Admiral David Mercer bared his teeth in a razor-thin, cold line of white bone:
“Every commercial share of The Valkyrie Trust, your estate in Lake Forest, Arthur Vance’s luxury factoring accounts in Vaduz, and seventy billion dollars in carried defense reserves reverts in absolute, un-divided fee simple unto Chancellor Adrian Arthur Mercer!”
“And his designated sovereign foundation in perpetuity!”