Tradur Gurl: The Sandy Allen Trilogy Series by P T Dawkins
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
“Finance is a craft that can become an art with skill and proper application.”
— Michael Milken, former Wall Street financier… and media-dubbed “Junk Bond King”
“Greed, for lack of a better word, is good. Greed is right. Greed works. Greed clarifies and cuts through to the essence of the evolutionary spirit.”
— Michael Douglas’ “Gordon Gekko,” Wall Street (1987)
“People are gullible. Scamming investors has been going on since the beginning of time, and I don’t think it’s going to end. Don’t let Wall Street scam you, like I did.”
— Bernard Madoff, former non-executive chairman of the NASDAQ… and Ponzi scheme operator
“You have to believe in what you do in order to get what you want.”
— Larry Ellison, Oracle Corporation co-founder… and Catamaran aficionado
“Wall Street is the only place that people ride to in a Rolls Royce to get advice from those who take the subway.”
— Warren Buffet (Chairman, President and CEO), Berkshire Hathaway
“…You know, it occurs to me that the best way you hurt rich people is by turning them into poor people.”
— Eddie Murphy’s “Billy Ray Valentine,” Trading Places (1983)
“There is no nobility in poverty.”
— Jordan Belfort, The Wolf of Wall Street
“Keep your friends close, and/but your enemies closer.”
— Al Pacino’s “Michael Corleone,” The Godfather II (1974)
Credits: Sun Tzu, Niccolò Machiavelli, and Petrarch
. . .A bundle of very interesting and famous quotes, succeeded by a bundle of very interesting and famous adages:
You reap what you sow … Money cometh, money goeth … Steak today, beans tomorrow … Laugh today, weep tomorrow … When it rains, it pours … You just can’t win for losing … If you’re digging a hole for someone else, you better dig two—one for yourself … If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em … Borrowing from Peter to pay Paul … Not a pot to piss in or a window to toss it out of … Be careful how you treat folks on your way up, ’cause you gon’ see those same folks on your way down … Live by the sword, die by the sword … Every dog must have his every day; every drunk must have his drink … and so on … and so on …
Anything that can go wrong will go wrong on the pages of Tradur Gurl: The Sandy Allen Trilogy Series, the P.T. Dawkins-formulated vice grip of a financial thriller. And if the tenebrous side of Wall Street, including insider trading scandals, hedge fund rackets, Ponzi scheme flimflams, or any other shadowy financial exploits of the like are attributes that strike your fancy, then Tradur Gurl—set directly in New York and indirectly in both Seattle and Belize—is a narrative that comes with a must-read declaration. For the preceding quotes and adages provide perfect examples of what the composed plot entails.
And now, on with the analysis.
Sandy Allen, an international Ponzi schemer and intellect of insider trading, and Ivan Diversky, an impetuous and injudicious Jesse Livermore wannabe, co-star in this roadrunner-paced parable of surfeit and financial espionage on the Street.
Caught, tried, and convicted of her contemptible crimes, Sandy Allen (a.k.a. Jennifer Salem), prisoner No. 3856197, is serving hard time at the Blaine Corrections Center for Women for her role(s) in a number of unlawful activities during her tenure as a Wall Street tribeswoman, which had involved briberies, Ponzi scheme operations, insider trading (including pump and dump gyps), tax evasion, and etc. While Sandy sits rotting on the inside, her former partner—and lover—in crime, Michael Franklin (this tale’s Danilo Silva), lives the life of champagne wishes and caviar dreams on the outside with the woman for whom he left Sandy, that woman being named Angela Messina. Incidentally, Franklin and Messina have faked their own deaths to avoid prosecution…and imprisonment: Franklin, for his part in the Ponzi intrigue and insider trading affairs; and Messina, for murdering her own husband in order to collect on the huge insurance payout.
Sandy knows, not thinks, but knows the two are still alive, and tries to verbally convince anyone who has ears to hear of her beliefs. But two of those who have ears to hear—one Officer Hicks and the unnamed prison warden, Sandy’s penitentiary overseers—still believe that she’s full of bull, desperately trying to obtain emancipation. There is, however, a third pair of ears willing to hear the career criminal’s theory that her former, supposedly dead partner, Michael Franklin, along with his new lady love, Angela, are undoubtedly alive and well. And that third pair of ears are attached to the pitiless head of a private investigator named Silas Marker. The gifted gumshoe, an old acquaintance of Sandy’s during her high rolling Wall Street days, has his investigative services acquired by the inmate Sandy for a huge fee. With stolen money converted into Bitcoins, Sandy offers to pay Marker to find Franklin and Messina. But Silas wants to charge Sandy “doctor’s fees” for the extensive work he would have to do on her behalf, including travel expenses. And those fees are distinctly steep. Nevertheless, as despairs begans to settle in that she’ll never know the outside world again unless the two presumed dead are found, Sandy reluctantly agrees to the greedy sleuth’s outrageous price.
Banished, permanently, from the Securities industry, Sandy, working from the confines of prison with a mobile device smuggled in by none other than Officer Hicks, for a price, of course, is a woman who knows her way around the main boulevard that is Wall Street and its many side roads of monetary purloining. And after suffering the loss of a $100,000.00 Bitcoin at the hands of hackers, the imprisoned Sandy is running out of funds…and time. She needs a set up on the outside in order to grab hold of more money. And who comes to mind? An old familiar day trader from her past named Ivan. Ivan, unbeknownst to Sandy, is also submerged in his own misery. He’s on the run from the Seattle mob after ripping the outfit off to the melody of $25,000.00. The crime family wants that stolen money back, plus $5,000.00 interest. But it is $30,000.00 that the broke-as-a-joke Ivan doesn’t have…until he sees the notification icon on his phone indicating a message awaiting his attention. After Sandy reaches the reckless flop of a day trader by means of his magnified Linkedin profile, the two crooks, using the aliases “Tradur Gurl” and “Why Me Coyote,” conspire to get rich quick again. This time through illegal “pump and dump” activities, where they plan to cleave the ill-gotten profits fifty/fifty.
Infiltrate an award-worthy supporting ensemble:
• Betty Diversky Gray, Ivan’s impressionable sister and heiress of their late mother’s estate: An old bungalow in Yonkers and tens of thousands of dollars in cash. Betty loves her baby brother, Ivan, and only wants him to settle down with a nice lady who’ll love him and take good care of him. Betty is misled to believe that her dear ol’ brother, Ivan, is the leader of some big time Wall Street day trading tribe, but Betty’s conviction, undisclosed to her, has been established on the rock of deception.
• Charlie Gray, Betty’s imbecile of a husband and Ivan’s brother-in-law. After being fired from his job of sixteen years as an insurance company representative, the newly unemployed Charlie, initially opposed to Ivan, now wants to try his hand at day trading. And he contacts his “hot shot” brother-in-law to request Ivan’s mentorship. Ivan, after a bit of self-seeking consideration, which includes coercing the doofus Charlie into borrowing $75,000.00 in cash from a payday loan outlet against his and Betty’s house, concurs to take the unwary Charlie under his broken wing and teach him the Wall Street rope-a-dope. A great proverb awaits.
• Silas Marker, the no-nonsense—at least when it comes to money—private investigator hired by Sandy Allen to locate the whereabouts of Franklin and Messina. And he does. It only takes the skilled shamus a matter of days to discover the two malefactors living the good life on a palm tree-lined beach in Central America—Belize, to be more specific.
• “Hairy Hands,” the Seattle mob’s one-man collection agency sent to New York to pursue the $30,000.00 that the temerarious Ivan mugged the criminal set of.
• William Casey, head of the Securities Exchange Commission (SEC) enforcement for the greater New York area. Casey, using an office computer system called HAL (the name inspired by the notorious 9000 series of 2001: A Space Odyssey fame) detects a possible pump and dump sham in progress, and immediately starts an investigation into who may be operating the stratagem.
• Agent Margaret Stark, a tall and beautiful brunette officer of the SEC. Margaret Stark is personally selected by William Casey to shepherd the Commission’s pump and dump investigation efforts.
• Blackie, a Wall Street “large block” head trader and this storyline’s Bud Fox. Blackie is recruited—uh, blackmailed—by William Casey to act as an undercover informant so as to assist Agent Margaret Stark in the Commission’s pump and dump investigation efforts.
• Michael Franklin, $100,000,000.00 Ponzi scheme mastermind and Wall Street charlatan. A man who faked his own death in order to evade prosecution for his frauds. Franklin is referenced as this novel’s Danilo Silva based on his noted actions of deviousness. For they, his actions, bare a slight resemblance to those of Silva, the main protagonist of Grisham’s respectably-penned legal thriller, The Partner.
• Angela Messina, husband killer and prospective life insurance swindler. A woman who, along with Franklin, faked her own death in order to evade prosecution for her villainy.
Unable to rest peacefully, Tradur Gurl tosses and turns from start to finish, the result of its acutely troubled cast—although it be an acutely troubled cast rendering triumphant performances around a plot full of excitement, a systematic building of grasping suspense, and financial industry havoc. Tradur Gurl is a fascinating account also garnished with an intriguing dash of mystery. And for a literary work of only 252 pages, Tradur Gurl reads like an anectdote with a pagination of 452. The narrative is well-rounded, sharp and scintillating; its pace, lickety-split.
P.T. Dawkins makes the complexity of Tradur Gurl look effortless. The author’s scrutiny of Wall Street culture is of the best quality … of an astonishing degree … and of meritable awe. There is absolutely no greater evidence in an effort of written fiction than a vast knowledge and extensive research. And here, on the pages of this insightful tale, lies immense evidence of both a vast knowledge and extensive research on the part of its adroit scribe, Dawkins—himself a 28-year veteran of the investment world.
From the rain soaked city of Seattle to the hustle and bustle of New York’s gargantuan financial district to the serene and utterly beautiful island paradise of Belize, the high-speed Tradur Gurl transports its readers on a first class, all-expenses-paid journey into the lives of the rich and infamous. And it is not an excursion that I would advise any genuine fan of hard-to-put-down financial thrillers to forgo.
But before you board, you might want to take along an additional quote as a carry-on:
“Money is your life blood in this profession. Run out and you die.”
— Sandy Allen, codename: Tradur Gurl; Ponzi scheme operative… and insider trading initiator
Five closing bell rings—I mean, stars.
• It is my kindly pleasure to thank Booklocker.com, Inc., as well as P.T. Dawkins himself, for the author-issued copy of Tradur Gurl: The Sandy Allen Trilogy Series, in exchange for my honest review.
Analysis of “Tradur Gurl: The Sandy Allen Trilogy Series” by P.T. Dawkins is courtesy of Reviews by Cat Ellington: https://catellingtonblog.wordpress.com
Date of Review: Friday, August 04, 2017
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