Decorating his office was a colourful painting of a thoroughbred horse race, and a framed photo of Frank Sinatra with his Rat Pack pals outside the Sands hotel, an iconic Las Vegas casino from a bygone era. Sinatra’s photo was mounted alongside playing cards from a Sands poker deck. The only card face-up in the frame was the Ace of Diamonds. It seems a missed opportunity for it not to be the Jack, because this was the office of a real-life Jack of Diamonds.
Detective-Constable Kevin Williams, an investigator with Toronto Police Service’s financial crimes unit, introduced himself and asked the man for his name.
Jack Kronis, he replied.
He probably should have moved to India
It’s important to make mistakes in your youth, for then you develop a skepticism that serves you well into your senior years, and provides at least some immunity from the con artists.
Rat out everyone to the cops seems to be the ‘moral of the story’. Interesting. Don’t trust anyone, even yourself.
Thanks Kate, quite enjoyed the read. I’ve met more than a few flimflamers over the years and though I haven’t bought any bridges but I gotta admit, I can’t help but admire some of the silver tongued devils’ pitches.
A great read…well worth the time it takes.
Fascinating how long they can drag this out for before the law finally catches up.
Even more fascinating is the justice system’s attitude to what they see as “victimless” crimes, no blood, no bodies, so I guess it isn’t serious.
These sob’s were all caught,briefly incarcerated, then went right back into business in a short time.
The tale is an indictment of our criminal court system. Throw the book at ’em,Judge!
But they never did.
This guy will serve his sentence in a Canadian prison, and get out in 1/6th the time.
I love long form journalism. You rarely see it today.
Good on the National Post for sponsoring this piece – and SDA
for the great read.
These days, they bitch about their tax returns and call it “long form journalism”.
Government arresting folks they fear might compete for their jobs.