Another football game hadnt gone Joe Schillers way, and the thousands of dollars of debt he had accumulated from betting was about to bury him. With his life spinning out of control, he hopped in his car with his then-pregnant wifes paycheck in his pocket and went into hiding for two months.
Haunted by suicidal thoughts, Joe Watson had blown every cent playing cards and felt like he was running out of options. The clean-shaven, well-spoken writer pushed a hand in his jacket pocket to make it look like he was carrying a gun. He burst through the doors of a gas station in Scottsdale, demanding the cashier open the register.
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