The private chartered Boeing 787 leveled off at forty thousand feet over the North Atlantic, heading eastward into the dark expanse between New York and London. In the forward executive lounge of the aircraft, the mood was one of quiet, reverent awe. On the leather-topped conference table lay the certified, red-ribboned judgment from the United States District Court for the Southern District of New York. Signed by Judge Evelyn Morris,…
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