The ancient castle of Vaduz sat perched high on a limestone crag above the mist-shrouded valley of the Rhine, its medieval stone battlements overlooking the tiny, wealthy principality of Liechtenstein. Inside the private conference salon of *Meier & Partner Rechtsanwälte* on the Stadtle in central Vaduz, the air was thick with the scent of old parchment, pipe tobacco, and corporate dread. At the head of the polished walnut table sat…
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