He was the founder and managing director of Colebridge Capital, an investment firm whose name appeared regularly in financial publications that most people only glanced at briefly while waiting in airport lounges.
Yet despite the enormous difference between his world and the small apartment where my sons and I lived, Adrian did not behave like someone offering charity.
He behaved like someone solving a problem.
Over the next several days he asked careful questions about my marriage, my divorce settlement, and the sudden disappearance of several assets that had once belonged to both Victor and me.
Victor had insisted he sold our former home because of business difficulties.
He had insisted his financial situation forced him to liquidate certain investments.
But Adrian had spent decades examining financial records, and to him Victor’s story sounded incomplete.
Within forty-eight hours Adrian’s legal team uncovered the truth.
Victor had not sold the house because of financial hardship.
He sold it to cover significant gambling debts accumulated through a network of illegal betting operations, and the money he used to repay those debts included a portion that legally belonged to me under the terms of our divorce agreement.
