Jake Randolph: Origins Pt. 161

I looked surprised. "What kind of trouble, Sharkey?"

We started walking toward the car, side by side.

"I'm in debt up to my eyeballs. The I.R.S. is breathing down my neck. The state and local officials in Nevada want more and more money to turn a blind eye to my deeds. I needed a big payoff. It was all I could do to scrape together the money to buy the gold in the first place. But I know someone who has the ability to melt it down and give me three times what I paid Hall and Schmidt for it."