End Game (Will Robie #5)(102)

“I wouldn’t think the odds of doing that were too high,” noted Robie.

“They’re not. He lost what little he had. He came out of that pretty much penniless and without many prospects.”

“But the guy has a jet and a place in the Hamptons and a multimillion-dollar luxury doomsday bunker,” said Robie. “And that’s just what we know of. So he’s not penniless anymore.”

“Plus a wife that I seriously doubt would have married him if he wasn’t rolling in dough,” added Reel.

“We took a look at some of his recent financials and they do show that he has come into a lot of wealth lately. But it’s tied to shell companies and offshore accounts, and it’s hard to see what the source of the money is.”

“You think he’s laundering money for a criminal enterprise or foreign interest through some of these companies?” suggested Reel.

“It’s possible. One other thing, he renounced his U.S. citizenship and is now a citizen of Ireland. Thus his time in this country is restricted and access to his financial data by us is limited. He pays his taxes in Ireland unless any is due in this country.”

“We know he owns properties here,” said Robie.

“There’s nothing against the law about that,” said the man. “But fuller details of his wealth and what taxes he pays would have to be gotten from Ireland.”

“We don’t have time to do that,” said Robie. “But one more thing. There’s an old Atlas missile site in southeastern Colorado. We know of one that was sold and developed by a guy named Roark Lambert into luxury condos. But we need to know who bought the other one. Can you dig that up?”

“Purchasers of Atlas missile sites should be easy enough to track down. I’ll get right on it and call you back.”

“Thanks.”

“And good luck. We all want Blue Man back.”

“Roger that,” said Reel, who then clicked off and looked at Robie.

“So Rich Boy blew Daddy’s money but then got the dollars back somehow.”

“Do you think he’s the one who bought the second missile site?”

“Well, we have the map from the cabin he was staying at. And the boots I found, with all the grime and chemical smells on them? I bet a missile site that hasn’t been renovated would have all kinds of yuck down there.”

“And Blue Man’s drawing and leaving it in the muzzle of his gun,” added Robie.

“All points to a silo. We just thought it was Lambert’s but maybe it’s this one. It would make a lot more sense and also it would explain away the problem of having so many people in on it, including Lambert and the guards at his silo.”

“So if he’s not building something, what could Randall be doing there?”

“Holding prisoners, maybe.”

“For what reason?” said Robie. “We were thinking human trafficking, but Agent Sanders said he had heard nothing about that.”

“That’s why we’re heading there now. To find out.”

“So this might be the ‘bunker’ the skinhead said Dolph could be hiding in. If Randall does own this place, he might be involved with Dolph somehow.”

They had driven another twenty minutes when the phone rang again.

It was the same man from the Agency. He told them that he had completed a quick down-and-dirty on the sale of the Atlas site by the federal government.

“It was purchased several years ago by a company based in Jamaica. There’s very little information about it. No listing of Scott Randall anywhere, but he could be using that as a subterfuge to hide his involvement. It’s a pretty common tactic.”

Reel said, “Do we have an approximate date on when Randall’s financial fortunes started to turn? Like when he bought the jet and all that? That would be very helpful if we could pinpoint when his money issues started to turn around.”

“FYI, he doesn’t own the jet. It’s leased, although it still costs a pretty penny. That lease was signed two years ago. The house in the Hamptons was purchased eighteen months ago. The luxury condo you mentioned was bought by him about a year ago.”

“So maybe all the money and properties came in after he bought the silo,” said Robie. “Or if he bought the silo, since you can’t confirm that.”

“And he got married twelve months ago. I dug into that, too. His wife was a lingerie model before their marriage, with a reputation for being very difficult to work with.”

“What a shock,” said Reel.

“So maybe the silo is his financial golden goose somehow,” said Robie.

“Well, it would have to be a pretty big goose,” said the man. “The house in the Hamptons has a twelve-million-dollar mortgage on it. The plane lease is millions more. He must have had sound financial resources for the bank and aircraft lessor to do those deals.”

“Plus he laid out about four million for the luxury condo,” said Reel. “And I think his wife will end up being his most expensive purchase. What was the purchase price for the other site?”

“Eight hundred thousand.”

“That’s double what Roark paid for his,” noted Reel.

“That’s a lot of money for basically a hole in the ground that has no use unless you pour millions of dollars into it,” said Robie. “There aren’t many people competing to buy these suckers.”