Page 9 "It would take a clever man like you to get your ad to run here in this paper." "They go over our ads with a fine tooth comb, and we're a reputable company." "I never heard of anyone who was selling WebSite's door to door that was reputable." Tom observed the big man across the table. In his early forties, with energy of a man that belonged to someone in his twenties. Bob McCarty had a big smile across his face. Yet the lines across the forehead and the heavy hands told their story as well. This was a man Tom admired for he'd heard he was the greatest paper hanger in the world. The man had hung enough paper to cover the entire Empire State Building. Yes, he was looking at a pro. Bob had never been to prison, had made and lost many fortunes, and had enjoyed it all. "So you guys got yourself an Internet deal. Are you getting it together?" Bob looked over his drink at Jay. "Yes, I just bought a new Cadillac and Tom has gotten some heavy wheels." "Well, they'll look for those cars a long time." No, you know the barter deal. The car dealers are easy, if they want to move up, they need a WebSite." "But WebSite's for cars? "Well, moving was always your game. Buy everything, every- where, and then be nowhere to be found. YOU are a master deal maker. There's no one better; you're number one. So you're probably looking very good up here. These people up here Index   Back Forward Tell A Friend About This Book! Buy The Book War Of The Gods by Jay Rome all rights reserved © FreeScape.com ©