I've written what I call an autobiographical, historical book. As you listen, you'll follow my rise from just a 1970s kid selling drugs out of my mom's house into a life of crime lasting more than 22 years and the road that took me from 3 finger ozs and 1/2 grams of Blow to moving tons of weed and thousands of pounds of Cocaine. And from the fast life of Cigarette boats, racing cars, and Learjets—to just hanging on for dear life. You'll listen about the history of how the drug wars started and how, along with some of the biggest smugglers in the world, I was more than willing to help.

Then, the darker side, when facing a minimum mandatory sentence of 25 years in prison, I'm recruited by the DEA and confronted with the choice to switch teams. That's the autobiographical part; the historical part is my dive into the lives and stories of these times and how they were inexplicably interwoven into my life. South Florida had 'em all, from Movie stars to murderers, all true stories that, in some instances, are stranger than fiction!

All this created by a government that just had to know better. They had to know that, like the unenforceable prohibition of alcohol just five decades earlier, the now huge demand for pot would create a similar outcome. That new “Al Capones” would arise and bring with them similar blood in the streets. They had to know… Again, we didn't invent weed and cocaine…we just filled a need! And now, as Paul Harvey would say, "is the rest of the story"...