My cross-country trip had been based on an assumption and a gamble. The assumption was that the borrower was going to stop payment on the $15,000 check; the gamble was that he would make the mistake of procrastinating and not take care of the matter until the bank opened the next morning.
I grabbed a couple hours of restless sleep at the motel, then dragged myself out of bed at the crack of dawn. I was taking no chances on not being at the front door of the bank when it opened. I felt as though I hadn’t slept in a week, but a cold shower and the thought of $15,000 was stimulating enough to keep me moving.
Winning Through Intimidation