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Mrs Green waited until she saw Brian leave the office and drive off. With Toby and Suzie in London, she was alone in the gallery. She locked up and climbed the stairs to the office of Grant & Associates, where she asked the receptionist if she could talk to Brian’s assistant, solicitor Mark Scott.

Mark welcomed her warmly, before escorting her into his office. They had known each other since he and Ellen had helped Brian and Lana move into their house.

‘What can I do for you, Mrs Green?’ he smiled.

‘I want you to do some work for me, but it has to be very confidential. I’d prefer it if Brian didn’t find out about it.’

Mark moved in his chair as he absorbed what Mrs Green was saying.

‘I know how that sounds Mark, but it’s just that I want to keep what I’m doing secret for the moment. I want to surprise everyone later.’

Feeling better about her request, he asked: ‘What is it that you want to do?’

‘I need to conduct some confidential business and I don’t want my name to be connected with it.’

‘So you’ll need a name, but not your own.’

‘That’s right.’

‘I suggest you buy a company. There are places that create companies specifically for that purpose.’

‘Is it complicated?’

‘Lots of people do it.’

‘How soon can we start?’

‘We already have. I’ll get it all under way and when I need any papers signed I’ll bring them down to you.’

Over the next weeks, Mrs Green became the owner of a limited liability company as the one and only shareholder of the Glimgrow Corporation.

Glimgrow opened an account with the local bank and funds were transferred to the account from an overseas bank located in Jersey.

Glimgrow was then issued with a corporate credit card. The company refused the offer of a cheque account but they did accept a PIN to be able to withdraw cash from the bank’s teller machines.

With a suitable corporate structure created, Mrs Green went to work.

Using the credit card, she gave Glimgrow an address. She obtained a post office box at the central post office in London and lodged a redirection notice diverting all mail from the first post office, to a second post office box located in Walton Village. The second post office box was in Toby’s name. He just didn’t know anything about it. Everyone in the village knew Mrs Green worked for Toby so there had been no need for her to produce any identification on Toby’s behalf when she ordered the box.

Next, the company paid several months rent in advance to rent a lock-up garage in a self-storage complex in London, much to the delight of the owners of the complex.

Mrs Green then scanned the papers, seeking just the right sort of vehicle to store in the company’s new garage.

It took a week, but finally she found what she was looking for.

When she rang the car yard, however, she was disappointed to find the car had already been sold. She asked if they had something else that might fit the bill, but there was nothing in that limited field. The salesman, determined not to lose a potential client, especially one who appeared prepared to spend the sum of money involved, kept Mrs Green on the line while he made a quick internet search.

Several minutes later he had a list of similar vehicles. Reading through them, and describing them to Mrs Green, he knew he had her when she gave an involuntary gasp.

She asked him to describe the vehicle again, in greater detail. It was nothing like the vehicle she had envisioned, but it fitted perfectly the role she wanted the vehicle to perform, and the quirkiness of it all appealed to her sense of humor.

The purchase was arranged and Glimgrow now had a vehicle to store in its garage.

Once the paperwork was completed, Mrs Green contacted a friend who collected the keys to the lock-up and arranged for the vehicle to be stored and maintained.

She was well pleased with her progress.

‘Now for the next phase,’ she thought, as her mind toyed with the possibilities.