Credit Card Debt Detective - Credit Card Debt Settlement

Credit Card Debt Settlement, As Told By One Nick Brown

He had said he was a businessman or something and that he was on his way to Vegas, she would later tell a reporter for the man's hometown newspaper. He had even told her his name, his real name, though April hadn't paid much attention.

To her, the tragic pear-shaped pile of a man was just another of the thousands of desperately lonely drifters who find their way through the gaudy gaming town of Laughlin, Nevada, every year, guys who are far from home and looking to get lucky one way or the other, even if they need or just got credit card debt help. If only it were that simple. Little did April know that this waste of space and his recent credit card debt relief would change her life. Permanently.

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Sometimes they do get lucky. The night before, this same guy had tipped another stripper $100 bucks on top of the $120 she charged for the dance and said he had been enjoying the fruits of his credit card debt settlement. At least that's what April's friend had told her.

But luck has a way of turning on you. The girls who work the cheap motels in Laughlin know that even if the guys who slip rolls of bills into their stockings don't. It didn't surprise April at all that now, on this grim Monday night, the big roller's credit card debt settlement roll was almost gone. He had a hundred and eighty bucks left in his wallet. After he paid April, $120 for the dance and a $50 tip, she noticed there was a lonely ten spot left in his wallet. And she knew that if he wasn't careful, he'd find himself in credit card debt all over again.

It's hard for those who knew Nick Brown in his younger days when he was a sharp lawyer and an aggressive, some say overly aggressive prosecutor to imagine him spending the last night of his life in a seedy motel room shelling out his last few bucks to buy a little company from a woman young enough to be his daughter, letting his debt settlement slide from his hands like sand.

It was just as hard for them to imagine that Brown, a man who had prided himself, it seemed, on his intractability when he came to making accused wrongdoers pay for their crimes, could end up a criminal himself, or that the same guy who had, on more than one occasion appeared on the syndicated television show America's Most Wanted to warn fugitives that they had no chance of escape, would become a fugitive himself because he was trying to burn out his credit card debt settlement.

But hardest of all for those who knew him was the thought that it would end the way it did. Of course he had warned them. When he sliced off the electronic monitoring bracelet he had been ordered to wear after his conviction on federal fraud and tax evasion charges and slipped out of the Central New Jersey home he had put up as part of the collateral for his $300,000 bail, Bissell had left a note behind, telling anyone who would listen what he planned to do.

But no one believed him. They thought that the credit card debt settlement he'd signed up for would take him so far and he'd stop, turn around, come back. Surely he'd just sign up for another credit card debt elimination program. He wasn't like that.

They were dead wrong.