“Open an anonymous escrow account through the Bank of America branch on Boylston Street in Boston,” Vincent instructed.
“Title the account *The Providence Scholarship Fund*, with Claire Bennett listed as the sole managing trustee,” he continued.
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“She will reject any money that bears my name, Frank; make sure the legal paperwork is completely untraceable to Moretti Capital,” he added.
“And if she investigates the corporate lineage of the donor trust?” Frank inquired, knowing my sharp, medical-research mind.
“Tell her the fund was established by a grateful former patient whose family was treated at her clinic,” Vincent commanded softly.
“Let her have the peace of knowing she has the resources to protect our boy without ever having to think of me,” he whispered.
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Frank bowed his head, took the check from the desk, and walked toward the heavy glass doors of the executive suite.
“Vincent,” Frank paused at the threshold, turning to look back at the solitary figure framed against the gray Chicago sky.
