I can't recall the programs name, but it was located in Seattle. I had a business trip in Seattle so I decided to go and pay them a visit, just to ask where my money was. Sure I found them but I have to say I've never been so scared in my life.

With a gun on the table, a doped secretary, and a mafia looking guy and lines of coke all over the table, I was ready to shit my pants. Never saw the money though.

That was back in 1998 :cop: