Royal Digs by Scott D. D

Author:Scott, D. D.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: wall street, elections, humorous fiction, political humor, presidential elections, drag queens, dd scott, elections 2012, cozy cash mysteries

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I stopped to rub my eyes for a moment and then took out my eye drops. As the saline soothed the stress caused by digesting reams and reams of paper, I wished just a drop or two of some magic formula could heal the mess Roman and I had uncovered.

If the Republicans thought their convention speakers last week in Tampa were effective, speakers who’d been employed by businesses that Governor Crumley’s capital company had supposedly helped, wait till Americans heard from the other side. The millions of people whose companies closed or were forced to move overseas once Crumley was their predominant shareholder. And unfortunately, the number really was in the millions.

But, here’s the real juggernaut. We’re talking millions who don’t even know how bad they’ve been screwed and who they’ve been screwed by. Not until they go to withdraw their retirement funds will they find there’s nothing there or, at best, pennies on the dollars they put in.

If Wall Street’s money flow stays the same, there won’t be anything left for retirees or for Americans who need to pay for their kids’ education. And forget having a nest egg in the event you no longer have a job. There’s a bunch of Crumley criminals guarding those nests.

To stomach the new information we had at our fingertips, I needed something much stronger than my eye drops.

“You know, Clito, I heard one of the pundits the other day mention something to the effect that under Ruvama’s leadership, the automakers are still here, but Osama bin Laden isn’t.”

“I heard that one too, Roman, but we’ve got a lot more than Osama bin Laden to nail. I think we’ve got our own financial terrorists who are just as lethal as bin Laden style terrorists. And we can start with all the names and transactions in this box,” I said, feeling a cold shiver descend my spine.

“I’ll call Ross and let him know what we’ve found.”

“Be careful. That might be considered coordination,” I teased, not feeling like much of anything humorous but knowing Roman knew me well enough to know I was half serious in my admonition.

“Fuck coordination.”

That made me laugh, and boy, did I need to laugh.

“The Governor might think he can buy this election, but we might be able to outspend him with the truth,” I said and promised myself I’d make sure that twisted truth became our nation’s new reality.

Anything short of that, the world will suffer a greater financial collapse than it’s ever seen and one greater than it could ever hope to survive.

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