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“I was thinking about who else would know about Bill and his daughter buying Tommy’s company. But now, I’m thinking about going back to the hotel.” I smile and rise from my chair, adjusting myself just a bit before walking over to her.
“Have you thought about Carly’s role in all of this?” she asks while reaching out and pulling me to her. “If both her and Bill were mad at Tommy, it could be for the very same reason.”
“You’re right, Carly kind of slipped my mind.” I scroll through my contacts, but she isn’t among them. “I know Mom doesn’t have her number and who knows where Tyler’s phone is at.” I think back to my cousin Chester, the attorney that worked on Dad’s estate plan. “I’ll bet Chester has it,” I mention to Mandy as I pull out my wallet and fish out his business card.
“That’s a name you don’t hear very often anymore,” Mandy says thoughtfully. “But, I hear a lot of the old, traditional names are making a come back.”
“Well then, Margaret was ahead of her time.” I smirk as I punch in Chester’s cell phone number.
“Hello. This is Chester.” He answers on the first ring.
“Hi, this is Trey,” I tell him, skipping past any formalities. “I need to get ahold of Carly and I don’t have her number.”
“It’s ironic that you are calling about her. I just talked to her about transferring the remainder of her U.S. assets into an international trust. Is she in some kind of trouble or something?” he asks inquisitively.
“That’s actually what I’m trying to figure out,” I reply, instantly knowing that we might have stumbled upon a key fact. “Did she say where the trust is located?”
“Belize,” he informs me. “I told her that if she is trying to hide money, she would be better off in the Cook Islands. But apparently everything was already set up down there.”
I pause for a moment, staring into space, trying to figure out what this all means. “Can you send me her contact info?” I finally ask, not knowing what else to say at the moment. “I need to talk to her.”
“I’ll send it as soon as we hang up,” he says calmly. “I think she might be on a plane right now, though. She was at JFK when she called me. I could hear them announcing the boarding of her flight in the background, so I punched the flight number into Google. It was a direct flight from New York City to Belize.”
“She flew commercial?” I ask, finding that fact extremely odd.
“I thought it was kind of weird too,” Chester agrees. “But then again, she didn’t get a nickel from your dad.”
“That’s true,” I reply, thinking back to the conversation with his estate attorneys. “She probably lost the most due to his untimely death,” I speculate, not knowing Dad’s intentions regarding her. Mandy has her ear right next to mine, trying to hear both sides of the conversation.
“No.” Chester counters. “He wasn’t planning on making any changes that would benefit her. In fact, the prenup that he had me working on was downright cruel.”
“What do you mean by cruel?” Mandy and I toss each other a look.
“If they got divorced for any reason, she would only receive an allowance of ten thousand dollar per month until she remarried,” he says with a huff. “And nearly all of his stock was going into an irrevocable trust that she couldn’t touch. The remaining assets were to be divided between you and Tyler,” he says with a groan.
“Why would he do that?” I ask, completely floored by the fact that he was treating her even worse than Tyler and me. “He was worth over twelve billion dollars and he offered her ten thousand a month?” What an insult.
“He told me that he didn’t trust her,” Chester replies flatly. “He wouldn’t tell me why, but I assumed she had cheated on him or something like that. He was not in a good mood the day we met to discuss it.”
“Okay, thanks Chester,” I say, wanting to get off the phone. “Send me her info and I’ll catch up with you later.”
“I will. How is Tyler doing?” he adds.
“He’s awake and stable. He doesn’t remember anyone or anything at this point,” I reply, wishing he remembered what happened the night he was attacked. “They did a number on him, so it might be a while before he comes around.”
“Well, you guys take care. We don’t need any more funerals in this family,” he says with a haunting eeriness in his tone.
