The Martini Club Mystery by Alan Eysen

Author:Alan Eysen [Alan Eysen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Seven Es, LLC.
Published: 2016-07-29T20:09:39+00:00

MAR-TEEN-NI, MAR-TEEN-NI,

MAR-TEE-NI, MAR-TEE-NI

WE-ALL-GONNA-MAKE-SO-MUCH-MONEY.

The girl did not appear, however. Oddly, this disappointed Grieger.

Chris Bideau had the group’s full attention. “We are going to form an investment club. You will each be asked to pay ten thousand dollars—a sum Mr. Brady advises you all can afford. As the initial investors, you will have the sole voting rights on use of the money. Once that money is raised, the investment club will offer associate memberships to friends and relatives, so that they too can be enriched. They, however, will not have voting rights.”

Bideau paused again, to let this joyous information sink in. “Each associate membership will sell for one thousand dollars. For every share sold, the seller will receive one hundred dollars. This means each of you will begin receiving an immediate return on your investment. In addition, all financial returns will be based on the size of the member’s investment. We’ll do this informally, among the insiders.”

“Is there anything illegal about this?” asked Corrigan.

“No. As I said, this is an investment club. We won’t be publicly trading shares on the stock market, and we won’t run afoul of the Securities and Exchange Commission. We are selling memberships. My daddy’s already checked all the rules and regulations. As an additional protection for the investors, two signatures will be required to withdraw any money from the bank account established for the investment club. Daddy recommends himself and Brody Brady as the signatories.”

Displaying a heretofore hidden ability with numbers, Smyth said, “That means we have to get more than one thousand people to buy one share before we get to the one million dollars needed to close the deal on the farm.”

“Nothing stops you from selling an investor two associate memberships or more,” Chris responded professionally.

Still sensing hesitancy, Chris Bideau continued as his father coached him to do. “There will be others offering these memberships, too. My daddy is prepared to reach out to his own network of associates, who will eagerly snap them up. After all, a single associate membership, purchased at this insider price, could be likened to buying a complete retirement package. Investing in a switchgrass farm is like investing in an oil well in Texas.”

Brady drew the big picture for the group. “Millions of years ago, all kinds of vegetation grew up, died, got buried and ultimately changed into oil, gas and coal. They are called fossil fuels—switchgrass is a modern ancestor. The big difference is that we now know how to extract fuel from switchgrass, so we don’t have to wait millions of years to use it, and the fuel is clean.”

“What do we call the investment club?” asked Rose, clearly sold on the idea.

“An interesting question. My daddy suggests, ‘The Burning Bush Investment Club’ because we will be turning switchgrass into fuel.”

“Kind of biblical,” Rabbi Ginsberg noted. “Is your father a religious man?”

“He likes to think so,” Chris replied.

Twenty minutes later, all ten Martini Club members had signed a paper authorizing Rufus Bideau and Brody Brady to open a bank account in the name of The Burning Bush Investment Club.

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