Shell Game (Stand Alone 2)

SHELL GAME

Inspired by Actual Events

Joseph Badal

Suspense Publishing

SHELL GAME

by

Joseph Badal

DIGITAL EDITION

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Suspense Publishing

Joseph Badal

Copyright © 2012 Joseph Badal

PUBLISHING HISTORY:

Suspense Publishing, Paperback and Digital Copy, June 2012

ISBN: 0615654843

ISBN-13: 978-0615654843

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of various products referenced in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission. The publication/use of these trademarks

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“ Shell Game” is dedicated to my son, Robert, who has been a great source of pride to me in all his endeavors and accomplishments.

My gratitude and thanks go to my friend, Byron Matthews, a serious student of the recent financial markets meltdown, who cajoled me to write this story and who suggested a number of changes that improved the content and flow of the book.

My thanks, as always, to my agent, Maureen Walters, Curtis-Brown, Ltd., who has given freely of her advice and support.

I appreciate the help provided by my friend, Lewis Campbell, who reviewed the manuscript for legal accuracy. He made a real difference.

Many thanks to John & Shannon Raab for their assistance and encouragement.

I want to acknowledge the bankers and business owners who suffer from arbitrary rules set down by Federal regulators who were asleep at the switch when capital markets were operating out of control, and who now have overreacted and are taking past errors out on community banks and their clients all over the United States.

Finally, I want to thank my many readers for their support and encouragement. You stimulate me to continue writing. Your feedback makes a difference.

PRAISE FOR JOSEPH BADAL

“Banking has never seemed so dirty as it does in “Shell Game,” the pulse-pounding new thriller from Joseph Badal. The author brings a lifetime of business experience to this tale, which shows how banking regulations can ruin lives and how a villain can manipulate such rules for his own gain. Don’t miss it!”

—Steve Brewer, author of “Lost Vegas”

“Yes, He Can! Once again Joseph Badal has proved himself a thriller author above the ordinary cut. Some may think it impossible to write a convincing (and exciting) novel about the recent bank implosions and real estate market collapse, but Joe has both the chops in investment banking and the narrative skill of a polished suspense author to pull off this difficult feat.

“It’s a high dive for anyone to try, but Joe Badal scores a “10” with this judge.”

—Rob Kresge, author of the Warbonnet historical mysteries and former CIA senior analyst

“Another tightly plotted, deftly executed page turner from a master of suspense and international intrigue. Joseph Badal writes timely stories with authority and compassion. Highly recommended.”

—Sheldon Siegel,
New York Times
bestselling author of “Perfect Alibi”

AUTHOR’S HISTORICAL NOTE

“Shell Game” is inspired by actual events that occurred in the United States economy and were the results of a long-term series of actions. Although not a complete list, the following are some of the more important macro-economic, micro-economic, and political events and actions which led to the capital markets crisis that began in 2007, affecting the U.S. and global economies, and precipitating a housing crisis, high unemployment, and a stock market crash:

In 1975, The U.S. Congress passed the Community Reinvestment Act, which, in part, forced banks to make loans to weak borrowers.

Between 1991 and 2008, the Government Service Enterprises, the Federal National Mortgage Association (“Fannie Mae”) and the Federal Home Loan Mortgage Corporation (“Freddie Mac”), became rabidly political, making huge political campaign contributions, compromising Congressional oversight of these entities.

Between 1991 and 2008, Congress authorized expanding Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac, which gave them the ability to do greater lending volume with lower lending standards. This allowed the GSEs to make subprime loans.

In 1995, the U.S. Congress ruled that 42% of all Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac loans must go to low-income borrowers.

Between 1995 and 1999, the Federal Reserve prepared the economic ground for another boom/bust cycle by expanding the U.S. money supply and thereby reducing interest rates.

In 2000, Congress ruled that 50% of all Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac loans must go to low-income borrowers.

In 2003, the Federal Reserve lowered the Federal Funds interest rate to 1% and left it at that extremely low level for one year.

In 2003, Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac bought $82 billion of subprime loans.

In 2004, the Housing & Urban Development Agency ruled that by 2007 56% of all loans it guaranteed should be for low-income borrowers.

Between 2003 and 2008, the U.S. Congress ignored repeated warnings about a housing bubble.

When it became apparent in 2007 that the above events and actions had created an unhealthy excess in the housing market and in the economy in general, the U.S. Congress and the U.S. Treasury took little or no action to mitigate the problem.

From 2008 to 2012, Congress and the U.S. President scapegoated the issue by blaming Wall Street and the banking community.

There is no question greed played a huge part in creating recent economic problems. Participants in that greed included borrowers, lenders, investors, rating agencies, Wall Street investment banking firms, politicians, and others. The housing bubble was not just a banker-generated or a Wall Street-generated event. Without the excess perpetrated by Congress, U.S. Presidents, and the Federal Reserve, the housing bubble wouldn’t have occurred and the economy would not have been as badly damaged as it was.

Every American is painfully aware of the economic recession that began in 2007/2008. What most Americans are not aware of is that the heavy-handed actions of Federal bank examiners exacerbated the situation, restricting community banks from making commercial real estate loans, mandating that banks raise capital at a time when capital was not readily available, taking over banks all over the country and selling them to investors, and forcing banks to pay bloated FDIC insurance premiums three years in advance. These regulatory actions made the real estate market even weaker, driving down valuations and rents and raising vacancy rates.

I labeled the capital markets crash that began in August 2007 as a “1929 event,” and used that language in August 2007 when I communicated my fears about the future impact of the crash with members of Congress and with U.S. Treasury officials. My warnings were ignored.

Time has proved my warnings correct, but I gain no satisfaction from this. I can only wish the brain trusts in Washington, D.C. and on Wall Street have learned something from past and current events. I am not hopeful.

1989

Katherine Winter had had it made. Not that she was arrogant or over-confident about it. That’s just the way things were. Tall, blonde, athletic, and beautiful in a patrician, Grace Kelly way, she looked at least five years younger than her thirty-seven years. She was married to Frank Winter, the love of her life, and had two bright, healthy children: Thirteen-year-old Edward and eight-year-old Carrie.

The family had a comfortable life, living in a five-bedroom home on a two-acre lot in Chestnut Hill, a high-end community on the northwest side of Philadelphia. The children attended private schools in the area. They summered in Cape May, New Jersey, where the family owned a vacation home, and took annual ski trips to Taos, New Mexico.

Frank Winter was president and majority shareholder of First Savings Bank, chairing the board of the local country club while Katherine oversaw the board of Carrie’s school and served as a director of several popular charitable organizations.

Katherine’s vision for the future was all “up” and no “down.” Until forty-year-old Frank had dropped dead from a massive coronary episode in 1988.

Frank had been Katherine’s first and only love, her hero. They’d met at the expensive Villanova University, which Frank, the third son of a western Pennsylvanian coal miner, attended on a football scholarship, and Katherine, the orphan child of Irish immigrants killed in a car wreck, attended on an academic scholarship.

Losing Frank was a numbing nightmare to Katherine. But she sublimated her grief as she tried to comfort her son and daughter. She saw their sorrow in the strain on their faces, in the lost look in their eyes. Edward no longer met people’s gazes, preferring to stare at the floor, slightly hunching his shoulders. Carrie alternated between crying and retreating into an emotionless, silent shell. For the five days between their father’s death and his funeral, the children retreated into a dark universe Katherine couldn’t penetrate.

On the day of the funeral, Frank’s absence stabbed at Katherine. The children’s silence and obvious grief were weights immersing her in an ink-dark gelatinous pool from which there was no escape. Her son was catatonic. At least Carrie, when she cried, showed her grief.

The family walked from the limousine to the gravesite. While Carrie lagged behind, Katherine wrapped her arm around Edward’s teenage shoulders, hoping to feel something other than the rigidity that had defined him for the last five days. Twenty steps from the car, Edward suddenly stopped and turned to face her. Katherine searched his face, waiting for him to speak.

“Mom, I’ll take care of you and Carrie,” he said, a seriousness in his voice she had never heard before. “I don’t want you to worry about a thing.”

This was the last thing she imagined her son telling her, and it was the last thing she wanted to hear.

Two days later, on Monday morning, Katherine met with Paul Sanders, the family attorney. Professionally, she had dealt minimally with Paul; Frank had handled their business affairs and her contacts with the lawyer had been primarily social. Paul was a distinguished, professorial-looking Philadelphia lawyer from the Main Line. He was of medium height and trim, and she couldn’t remember a time when she had seen him wearing anything but a blue pinstripe suit. Katherine had always vaguely liked the man, but thought he was nerdy and perhaps too obsessed with the law.