My Parents Called Me At 2 A.M. On Christmas Eve Screaming For $20,000 …

the bad brother, the real story was unfolding in a Las Vegas holding cell.

And the person sitting in that cell wasn’t just a drunk kid who got into a fight.

He was a criminal mastermind who had been using my name to destroy my life.

December 26th, 8:00 a.m.

I woke up with a headache that felt like someone had driven a railroad spike through my temple. continue reading …