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world’s premier criminals and
killers.
    This election was about much more than higher
taxes on the wealthy and creating jobs.
    The irony is that this year’s Republicans
want Americans to believe in a Ruvama they made out to be a lame
duck. When reality and truth show that the only reason he’s lame is
because of the horrid deals made during the previous
administration. Deals that, despite legislation Ruvama passed to
undo them, will never have the enforcement that would make them
null and void, thanks to House Republicans, who are the banks’
BFFs.
    The status quo fattens the old guard’s
foreign bank accounts as well as the accounts of the thugs they
partner with. Nothing short of a massive grassroots effort will
change that.
    Those were the thoughts flooding my mind
while Roman and I took a deep breath together, before seeing if the
key I’d taken from Star Fish fit the lock of Box 438.
    Seeing the contents of the box, we looked at
each other, nodded our heads and began removing all the papers,
knowing our lives, and those of all Americans, if not the world
too, would never be the same.
     
    • • •
     
    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.

CHAPTER
TWELVE
     
     
     
     
    I finished my
conversation with Roman then hung up the secured phone in my
office. Between what I’d learned from the FBI’s report, and also
from my brother and Uncle Clito, I knew what I had to do.
    Post- Citizens United , the Supreme
Court ruling regarding the rules of