Chapters (73)
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- Acknowledgements
- PART I
- Chapter 1.
- Chapter 2.
- Chapter 3.
- Chapter 4.
- Chapter 5.
- Chapter 6.
- Chapter 7.
- Chapter 8.
- Chapter 9.
- Chapter 10.
- Chapter 11.
- Chapter 12.
- Chapter 13.
- Chapter 14.
- Chapter 15.
- Chapter 16.
- Chapter 17.
- Chapter 18.
- Chapter 19.
- Chapter 20.
- Chapter 21.
- Chapter 22.
- Chapter 23.
- Chapter 24.
- PART II
- Chapter 25.
- Chapter 26.
- Chapter 27.
- Chapter 28.
- Chapter 29.
- Chapter 30.
- Chapter 31.
- Chapter 32.
- Chapter 33.
- Chapter 34.
- Chapter 35.
- Chapter 36.
- Chapter 37.
- Chapter 38.
- Chapter 39.
- Chapter 40.
- Chapter 41.
- Chapter 42.
- Chapter 43.
- Chapter 44.
- PART III
- Chapter 45.
- Chapter 46.
- Chapter 47.
- Chapter 48.
- Chapter 49.
- Chapter 50.
- Chapter 51.
- Chapter 52.
- Chapter 53.
- Chapter 54.
- Chapter 55.
- Chapter 56.
- Chapter 57.
- Chapter 58.
- Chapter 59.
- Chapter 60.
- Chapter 61.
- Chapter 62.
- Chapter 63.
- Chapter 64.
- EPILOGUE
- ALSO BY ROBIN COOK
“Okay, Russell, thank you,” Henry said, glancing at Edmund, who appeared reasonably composed. Well, you won’t look so composed in five minutes, Henry thought. “We’ll proceed with our presentation. There’s a copy of our termination letter in the packets we’ll give you at the end of the meeting, as well as a completely nonprejudicial note from our legal department reiterating the reasonable scope of our services, which is what I was trying to do a few minutes ago. But I appreciate you’re eager to hear the results. I want to assure you that we had our best people working on this. Isabel Lee, whom you met and who is unable to join us today, put in a solid shift on this. So did Tom Graham, who graduated two years ago from MIT. . . .”
Edmund rolled his fists one over the other, like an umpire indicating for play to proceed. He wanted the facts, not the support behind the facts, and the longer it took getting the information implied that it wasn’t going to be to their liking.
“. . . and Paul, who had more than five years’ experience at the Department of Defense.” Edmund drummed his fingers on the desk.
“Okay. The work we did last night—all night, in fact—was to estimate how a shift to the right of the bell curves we previously created on the timing of the redemption of the life insurance policies LifeDeals holds would affect cash flow. We’ll have the formal report in a day or two but we can give you a preliminary one today. I have to say, we were surprised.”
Henry paused and took a sip from a glass of water.
“We were surprised how quickly even the slightest shift of the bell curves would affect the company’s financial situation. It would create a period of time in which the payment of premiums would need to be continued to maintain policy values with limited income. This effect is predicted because of the steepness of the bell curves’ slopes. As we know, once the policies start to be cashed out by LifeDeals, income can be expected to rise very rapidly, which is why we had strongly recommended that you maximize your purchase of life settlement policies in relation to capitalization. Everyone clear on this?”
Russell nodded vigorously. There was nothing new here.