Sean had missed the brass ring in life; this was his chance. Printing 20th Century Irish currency should be easier than printing today’s laden with security features. It did not matter that he was half a world away in San Francisco. The money had been sitting there for years; no one would miss it.
Bernard Sheridan was a lifer at the Central Bank though his destiny had been handed to a ruthless outsider. His career was coming to an ignominious end; he would be a footnote. McAuliffe and Sheridan were natural enemies, the scammer and the banker. Preparation, preparation, preparation along with guileful execution found them on the wrong side of a vault door. Millions of euros, careers, not to mention prison hung in the balance
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