“Assets?” Cora said, the same time Bailey blurted out, “Mr Martin?”
“Neo,” Finn murmured from across the table.
“Oh,” Bailey said, with a slow nod. And then he looked embarrassed at having said anything at all.
“Now, the most important asset is this land and its buildings.”
“This belongs to the cartel?” Cora asked, twisting her hand to indicate the library.
“Your father and Mr. Javier Martin were a partnership. All assets are equally split.”
“Even Swan Manor?” Cora asked. It was silly of course — she could have bought a billion Swan Manors with the chunk of change this Nick guy claimed she owned.
Okay, maybe a million. She wasn’t a freaking rocket scientist.
“All except Swan Manor. That, Antonio purchased outright under his own name.”
“Then why didn’t Javier buy the villa himself?” Finn asked.
“Well…” Nick took his glasses off, polishing them again. “You see, Mr Martin Senior—” this with a glance toward Bailey “—wasn’t liquid at the time this villa was purchased.”
“English,” Lars muttered. “If you’d be so kind.”
“English…” Nick mused as he put his glasses back on. “Javier was too broke to afford this place. But he wanted it anyway, so he bought it with cartel money.”
Lars let out a low whistle through his teeth.
“Quite,” Nick agreed. “Javier tended to be a bit…ardent sometimes.”
“So I own half the villa, Neo owns the other?”
“Correct, Ms Rivera.” Nick found another sheet of paper and handed it to Lars to hand to her. “Here is a list of the cartel properties and assets, ranked in descending order of current market value.”
It was a long list. There were several properties, boats, and cars on it. And that was just the first page. The second listed artworks and collectibles and things she didn’t even know how to define.
“What’s a Bitcoin?” she asked after turning back to the first page.
Lars barked out a laugh, and then widened his eyes at her when she frowned at him. “Oh fuck, you’re serious?”
And then he carried on laughing, and it took Finn snapping at him before he stopped.