“You shouldn’t have come, Grant. Now we’re all in danger.” Just then, a black car pulled up behind us, and my daughter screamed…

my name into the skyline, erecting towering monuments of glass and steel across three continents. The financial press loved to label me a titan, an apex predator of real estate, a self-made monarch. I possessed the offshore accounts to validate their claims, yet the absolute truth was far more hollow. The thrill of the kill had long since evaporated.continue reading …