Chapter 2: The Syndicate Moves

The story I'm about to tell you may or may not be true. After all, I am just a girl babbling under water.   A plan was laid out. He had to revise any time and he knows this. He sat back and for a minute, allowed himself a moment of silence. Self-confidence is important.... Continue Reading →



I understand I'm an acquired taste. I am the red wine and cheese slices in your 20s and the sudden likelihood to choose a lounge sofa in beige. This is, however, a well-meaning letter that hopefully would be read by the lots of newblood in the stock market. I do not condone wealth or wealthy... Continue Reading →

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