Victimized by identity thieves, DJ was urged by coworkers to sign up with an identity theft protection agency. One notification from the company took him by surprise. Someone deposited several million dollars in a foreign bank account in his name. His coworkers suggested he make the trip to withdraw his money. After all the account was in his name!-----Boarding that plane was the start of the adventure of a lifetime for the Atlantic City, New Jersey janitor/amateur pyro tech. The adventure ended up skirting the lines between his need for revenge, making him a felon, and putting not only his life but his family and his group of unlikely friends in grave danger.-----Unable to leave the foreign country with more than $10,000 in cash, DJ relied on a new confidant and taxi driver, Chuks to guide him through the country in search of underground companies that would transfer cash to the United States for a fee. Unable to have all the funds transferred to the States he agrees to have some of the money transferred to Ukraine.-----A Ukrainian taxi driver knew exactly where DJ needed to go to get his cash transferred, but she had plans to have some fun with him first.-----While sitting in a café in California he sees the FBI raiding the bank across the street, the very bank he was headed to next, to retrieve more cash. Spooked, he caught a flight home to New Jersey.-----He was feeling victorious because he finally got even with the gang members that stole from him. Unbeknownst to him, DJ stole from a group of terrorists, not gang members. Once the terrorist found out they had been stung the Commander sent a squad of investigators to find and retrieve their money.-----Despite DJ's view of law enforcement his neighbor and friend Ezee asked Jimmy, a retired law enforcement officer to keep DJ safe, not an easy task.-----Sensing something violent was about to go down Jimmy called an FBI agent friend and his former police partner. They arrived in time to back Jimmy up as a gunfight erupted inside and outside of Jimmy's warehouse.-----Every agency known by three letters that were within driving distance sent an agent to the warehouse. All of them demanded DJ come clean and tell them who and what he got himself involved with.
