The Seventy Billion Dollars in recovered strategic defense reserves and forfeited offshore assets were formally deeded in absolute, un-encumbered fee simple to The Mercer Sovereign Sanctuary Trust, administering free advanced geodetic technology training, emergency medical treatment for pediatric cardiac patients, and debt-free university scholarships for twenty-four thousand daughters and sons of working-class families across North America every year.
The crushed-gravel path from the lower garden gate crunched softly.
Walking up the cedar steps of the terrace, wearing an unbuttoned flannel work shirt over a clean gray t-shirt, carrying a wooden tray holding six warm blueberry scones and two steaming ceramic mugs of fresh coffee, was Lieutenant Colonel Thomas Bennett.
He had formally stepped down from military trial counsel six months ago.
He was now the Master Chief Executive Director for the Mercer Sanctuary, spending his Saturday mornings teaching young apprentices how to audit sovereign charters and defend constitutional rights with uncompromising, twenty-five-dollar-an-hour honesty.
