The True Life Story of The Repo Man
If someone would've told me that I'd become a repo man when I was young, I'd of thought they were crazy. I mean, who with all the things there are to do for wages would want to sneak around in people's yards in the middle of the night, stealing cars for a living? Then again, maybe it's me who's nuts, because I became one. Fact is, I've spent over half of my fifty-three years as a 'recovery agent'.
And...I've personally repossessed over twenty-thousand vehicles. I've investigated auto-theft scams, helped bring down some of the world's most notorious identity-theft rings, been chased by mobsters, helped teach the US Secret Service and FBI how to combat the problem and even saved you a little money on that new car you just bought. All without so much as a Private Investigtors license.
Oh sure, I've done some sneaking around in back yards too and I'll tell you a few of those stories, but, if you'll come with me, I'll tell you another tale that will have you cheering, laughing and crying, sometimes on the very same page. Don't believe me? Well, it's true. Come on, read!