CHAPTER 52

DECLAN

"You've found a place already?" I inquired of Benoit, my trusted aide whom I had tasked with finding the ideal residence for me. "Send me some pictures. If it looks good, I'll wire the money to you."

"Yes, sir," came his prompt response before the call disconnected. Moments later, the images of the prospective residence popped up on my phone screen, and upon seeing its perfection, I wasted