scuss the "investment opportunity." I needed a more convincing perform

' d invented last night-a fake acquisition by a company called "OmniCorp

red, his leg bouncing under the

re gleaming. "Gabrielle, honey, are you sure

iserable. "The lawyers are iron

telling you, Mark, the Innovatech deal is sealed. We're finalizing the OmniCorp acquisition papers on Friday

a sip of his coff

They had "accidentally" overheard an "insider." The final piece of the puzzle cl

in my gut. They weren't even trying to hide their gre

g to me, his eyes shining. "The hundre

wedding," I said, pre

s!" he exclaimed, grabbing my hands. "Ga

e sincerity. "He's right, dear. Think of the

s collection of vintage guitars like sacred relics, posted them for sale onl

"high-interest," "second mortgage," and "cash out." She was leveragin

out multiple small, predatory loans with crippling interest rates. They were po

e balance growing with each desperate transaction. It was

han declared, his chest puffed out.

re of a supportive partne

less penny stock of a company that didn't exist.

cked a small bag. I took my secret cash, the real "go-bag" mon