Running Drugs for the Cartel

I thought of real estate, but I thought of like, what could go faster? Like, we need something fast because the coke keeps coming in. And I had to like stop everything because I need to figure out how am I going to get the money out. I can't just get a private plane. They check, right? You can't get a boat. They check. So I'm like, okay, a gambler. I need a blackjack player. I need someone to come that plays on the tables that is— they could play, that's someone that's like a high roller. I found a high roller in Las Vegas who's very known for blackjack, and he agreed to do it for 25%. So his idea was he's going to come over, he's going to have his casino host from Vegas call the casino in Australia. They're going to say, "Hey, I got a high roller coming over to Sydney, Australia. He has a bunch of cash. He wants to gamble and play some blackjack at the Star Casino." So this guy arrives in Sydney, Australia, and I give him $1.5 million, and him and I made an agreement. Whatever he— He gets— he cleans it through the casinos and I pay him 25% commission. So he's got these casino chips and he's literally playing a couple of hands at a time, $20,000 here, $20,000 there. And he's playing and he tells the blackjack dealer, hey, you know what? I'm not feeling it. Cash me out. Sure. So what do they do? They give him back his chips. He takes his chips to the cage and he says, hey, I'm not feeling it. I'm going to go back to Vegas. I'm not feeling it. So what do they do? They issue him a check. Now, in Vegas, there's a sister casino called the Venetian, which is the same casino owners as the Star Casino in Australia. So now he has a check for the Venetian. He goes, flies back to Vegas with his check for $1.5 million, and he says, "Hey, I'm here. I'm Mr. High Roller." So they give him chips, cash, whatever he wants. He just laundered the money just like that. He brought it from Australia into the US for me. Took his commission. He calls me in the US. He says, "Hey, I got your money minus my commission." Boom, he paid me cash. Everything was gravy. I was like, "Sweet, this dude's the man." He says, "Can we do it again?" I said, "Absolutely." He comes back. I give him a suitcase of $2.5 million this time. 24 hours, he calls me, says, we got a problem. I go, what do you mean we got a problem? He goes, I just lost $2.5 million on the blackjack table. I said, wait a minute here. You didn't have any $2.5 million to lose. You had $2.5 million and you had a 25% commission. That's all you could lose. I said, what do you mean you lost? So literally, I have this personal trainer/bodyguard with me, and I said, dude, we're going to the casino. We got to figure out what the hell happened. And we put on these three-piece suits. We look like these fucking gangsters, and we show up there, and this guy's shaking like a leaf. And I'm like, dude, I think he really lost it. He's nervous. And he's like, I know I lost it, man. I got $300,000 left at the hotel room. I said, you know what? You're going to go get the $300 grand and you're going to get your passport and you're going to bring it back right now because I don't trust you and I need that $300 grand because I'm panicking now. Like, this is not even my money. Yeah. He says, okay, I'll get— I'll go get the $300 and I'll get my passport. I said, okay. I said, meet us at the Hilton Hotel. I'm going to get a room there and I'm going to call you in an hour with the room number. I want you to come to that hotel room and come to that hotel and we're going to figure this out right now because you're not going, you're not leaving, you're staying here until we resolve this. And he's scared, right? He's nervous. Unbeknownst to me, he calls the cops and he says, hey, there's a guy at the Hilton Hotel that has a gun in his room.