CHAPTER FIVE HUNDRED and SEVENTY-EIGHT
Maresol shook her head.
“It’s a little crazy,” Maresol said.
“Exactly,” Nadia said. “Sandy owns the land and the mineral rights. That was a key in transferring the land to her. Because the title to the land was to an original owner dating back over a century, the mineral rights were still attached to the land. But as soon as we got there, the government of Poland was saying that they owned the mineral rights.”
“So Ian says …” Nash started. Realizing he cut Nadia off, he flushed, “Sorry. Go ahead.”
Nadia smiled at him.
“You remember who Ian is?” Nadia asked Maresol.
“The very handsome President of your family company?” Maresol asked. “He and his husband were in Arizona with everyone.”
“That’s Ian,” Nadia said with a smile. “So this official gets in the face of the man from the UN heritage and says that they have revoked this property’s mineral rights.”
Nadia nodded to Nash.
“So Ian says,” Nash starts with the same enthusiasm. “He gets all prim and says, ‘If you do this you can be sure of two things — we will no longer do business in Poland. Not any. We will end every contract, close every factory, and remove all of our funding for other companies in Poland. Further, we will make absolutely certain that there is not a person on the planet that doesn’t know that the Government of Poland decided to screw the ancestors of the people they murdered out of the possessions that were painstakingly preserved by people on their way to their deaths.’ The guy from Poland just gawked at him. And then …”
Nash nodded to Nadia. She smiled at him and Teddy took over the story.
“This guy from …” Teddy glanced at Nadia.
“The Monument Men Foundation,” Nadia said.
“Them,” Teddy said with a nod. “He came with someone from Israel. They started saying a bunch of stuff that none of us could follow. I mean, Nadia and Colin speak Polish and they couldn’t keep up. It was like the MMA battle of words. Ka-pow! Fast Polish. Ka-pow! Fast Polish back. It was …”
“Intense,” Nash said.
“Freakin’ amazing,” Teddy finished.
“All the while, Trece and White Boy and a bunch of big guys are standing around like ‘You’re not getting in here no matter what you think,’” Nash said with a laugh.
“It was pretty wild,” Nadia said.
“What did the man from the Polish government say?” Maresol asked.
“What could he say?” Nadia asked. “He was out maneuvered. For now.”
“For now?” Teddy asked.
“We must work fast and efficiently,” Nadia said. “They are already cataloging the art first. By daylight tomorrow morning, they will start shipping the art to Geneva. We will use our shipping networks to facilitate the movement. If, and that’s a big if, the Polish government work fast, they might be able to stop our third or fourth shipment.”
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…
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