Chapter 41. Money Laundering?

I lay flat on my back, panting like I’d sprinted uphill. 

But my ears were sharp, my attention hooked, as Colt laid out the plan. The night had thinned out to murmurs, making the hum of traffic on the distant highway all the more audible.

His advice was solid, surprisingly so for a man who didn't look like he read or knew anything about business.

His ideas were the standard tricks to buying your competitors out of their own business. 

Create a neutral trust to start buying into their shares. 

Or set up a company with anonymous investors and begin purchasing shares at an easy pace to avoid drawing attention.

“Is this a setup for money laundering, Colt?” I teased, turning on my side to face him. The wind rustled the tress then, just outside one of his wind