Monday, June 13, 2016

It turned out that the group had allegedly divided their work into an illicit small business, according to the U.S. attorney, with some stealing mail, some doctoring checks, some creating false identities, some heading to the store to cash it and others selling methamphetamines. They had bought two fancy cars in excess of $100,000 and were on target to net about $3.5 million in total, according to the indictment

Don’t you just love cooperation and working together for a common goal. I mean, really. Of course, it was all peaches and cream until the knock on the door came and a victim was identified.

http://www.hutchnews.com/news/local_state_news/accused-of-stealing-more-than-m-over-several-years/article_773d632a-2825-5792-9363-7ca38c74e216.html

The article reads well. It gave me lots of room to think about how and where the idea came from. Not that any of it was new, just the organizational concept employed. And look at the time they were in business.

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From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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