Marcus turned the screen toward my face:
`TARGET PROFILE: JUSTICE STERLING-VANCE, ARTHUR M.`
`OFFICIAL TITLE: CHIEF JUSTICE OF THE UNITED STATES`
`FINANCIAL VEHICLE: THE VALKYRIE LIQUIDITY TRUST // VADUZ & ZURICH`
`COMMERCIAL PROXY: STERLING-VANCE GLOBAL ASSET MANAGEMENT & CAPE FEAR HOLDINGS`
`OPERATION: TOTAL SEQUESTRATION OF STRATEGIC BOMBER FLEET & SUBMARINE CIPHERS`
“Arthur Vance did not order Harold to build over your boundary line merely out of suburban entitlement, Eleanor,” Cooper continued:
“The physical encroachment, the altered county tax plats, and Bradley’s continuous harassment were operational necessities for their timeline. Arthur needed your physical presence driven from that cottage, your fee-simple title extinguished under an uncontested commercial settlement, and your father’s sovereign trust broken before sunrise this morning—the statutory deadline when your father’s sovereign trust reverted into your unencumbered possession under civilian chancery law upon your seventy-first birthday. The seventy-two feet of swale Harold paved over sat directly atop Valve Station Ten—the primary southeastern overland surface access hatch and emergency hydraulic ventilation manifold for Conduit Ten connecting the regional defense command straight into the capital core.”
