Book-1 Chapter 19: Piggies – Snake Oil Salesman

Preston asks Lou to join with him:


Preston laughed and closed the door after Lou entered the study.
“Even I, find some of the goings on, quite astonishing these days. Just
when I think I’ve seen everything. Anyway have a seat and let me fill
you in on my idea.” He paused as Lou sat in the same chair that
Senator Clarke had, only minutes before. Preston leaned against the
desk and folded his arms. “Lou, how would you like to get out of the

“I never considered myself a rat, so that’s not an issue for me,
Mister Van Touche.”

“You know what I mean. And call me Preston. Wouldn’t you like
to be certain of your financial future?”

“Mr. Preston, coming from you, the new owner of my paper, that
question can be taken many ways. Are you saying that layoffs might
be coming?”

“No, no, no, not at all. Well, maybe not… but that’s not what I
mean, right now. I’m talking about you, just you.”

Lou sat back into the thickly padded leather chair. “Who
wouldn’t want to be certain of that? Isn’t that the reason people like
Rasmussen have become as wealthy as they have, by using that
universal desire to their advantage? You know, the whole ‘widows
and orphans’ confidence routine. ‘Invest with us—guaranteed
returns’ and all of that. Then the fund goes belly up and the owners
skip town. It’s just a modern version of the same thing that old John
D’s father was—a snake oil salesman.”

Preston gave a slight smile saying, “Arnie would dispute that
with you.”

“Let him.”

Preston looked at the blank stare that Lou was giving him. “Look,
Lou… I know you’re very upset over what has happened to Dr.

“What has happened to him?”
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