"Oh, it's not a scam. If it was, we'd get sorted out sooner rather than later." The pamphlet dissolved to ash. "My idea: Create a charity that does philanthropic work. Build up a good reputation and keep it up. But the upper tiers? Well, it's always so refreshing to have your sins seemingly absolved for the right amount of money. And if they can provide for whatever sick, twisted fantasies you have while keeping it quiet, well, all the better. Shell companies within shell companies within shell companies. And anyone who tries to speak ill of them? Well, they're a crackpot." He chuckled. "The Infernals actually thought it wouldn't work. Told me that there was no way mortals would be that stupid. That in time people would figure it out.

"Lord Lucifer gave me the go ahead with my little experiment. That was almost a hundred years ago, and that first charity is still going strong. But here's the best part..." He smirked. "Nobody questions the investments that the charity does because it's to help earn more money for the charity, obviously. But that money can get shuffled around into other projects without anyone the wiser.

"They can even be used to grow the investments of our clients."