“You’re out next week?” my trading assistant asked during lunch. “Where are you going?”
“Nevis,” I said. “The Four Seasons.”
“Where’s that?”
“The Caribbean,” I said. “I think…”
The truth was I didn’t really know where Nevis was. But I wasn’t worried. A friend of mine who owned his own brokerage firm and was worth north of $50 million had recommended it to me. How bad could it be?