Round Table
It wasn’t all about the money, winning was what mattered. Jake Arril found himself in a wolf den. Some would call them rounders, con men, pitch men, whatever; they all came running to the Time Share game in the late 70’s. Slick, polished hitters from the world’s of junk bond sales, Florida swamp, siding, used car, you name it, they all came running like moths to a flame. These guys could smell fas...
It wasn’t all about the money, winning was what mattered. Jake Arril found himself in a wolf den. Some would call them rounders, con men, pitch men, whatever; they all came running to the Time Share game in the late 70’s. Slick, polished hitters from the world’s of junk bond sales, Florida swamp, siding, used car, you name it, they all came running like moths to a flame. These guys could smell fas...
