With each passing day, trouble seemed to find the McKinney's. But Becker derived pleasure from seeing them suffer. With investors pulling out of Aspen's and Derek's company in their numbers, he was thrilled and even more deliberate in making sure that their companies went bankrupt.

He sat in his study, his legs placed on the exotic wooden table before him and he puffed a smoke from his lips. He held his cuban cigar in one hand and watched as the wind played around with the curtains by the window.

Like a lightning bolt, an idea struck him. In order to maximize the opportunity placed before him, he needed to position...