Sovereign (Nemesis, #2)

by April Daniels

“And how are they going to do that when they’re deciding if it’s even worth keeping you out of prison? Whoever you had spying on me should have done a better job of reading my mail—my federal hero license finally came through.” It was a close call. The license arrived while I was in jail, and Cecilia had to make some big promises—desperate promises, really—to keep it from getting instantly suspended until my trial was complete. Garrison’s face goes blank. I think he knows what’s coming, but it’s so fun spelling it out: “You’re about to get acquainted with my three favorite words in the world—civil asset forfeiture. When I was in the holding cell, Cecilia did an analysis of your public earning statements compared with the sort of costs that would be necessary to fund this operation, and it looks like your entire fortune is bound up in this scheme, isn’t it? That makes everything you own an accessory to kidnapping, murder, and terrorism. So we’re seizing it all. Every company you own, every account you hold, every last penny. I bet it’ll be hard to pay for lawyers when your money is all tied up in court. When you said you could make me a rich woman, you weren’t thinking you would do it this way, were you?” “Nothing you can prove I’ve done is illegal,” he says, but with the way his skin has gone the color of sour milk, I don’t think anyone believes him. “Spectral evidence is inadmissible. You can’t prove a thing.” “Once she’s done sewing up your men, the best hacker in the wo...