One day on my way to school, I got stopped by a gang of older boys. The leader said he wanted my lunch money. I told him to go fuck himself. He left, said he'd beat it out of me, so I spit in his face. He did beat me. They all did. And they took my money. Next day, same thing, again I spit in his face again before, but the third day. The kid asked me to join his gang. He was Charlie Luciano. That's how we teamed up. Last year we made more money than the President of the United States. And I think he'll find us to be responsible partners both here or in Florida. Should you feel the need for eyes on your investment?