My name is Harry McDaniel, and I am not a criminal. The money I took belonged to me. Unfortunately, the FBI disagrees. In 1995, I fled the country with $1.7 million of my company's money. Unwittingly, I set myself up for an adventure for which I wasn't trained, qualified, or prepared. Along the way, I made friends all over the world who helped me move money into foreign accounts, travel across dangerous borders, and invest in shady schemes. While in Brazil, I bought my first fraudulent passport. While in Hungary, I survived a car crash with $1.5 million in cash in a duffle bag in the backseat. While in Poland, I owned a bar and restaurant and married a Polish woman. We had a son together whom she later abducted.

I met criminals in the Irish IRA and Polish Mafia involved in arms dealing and counterfeiting. I was beat up and came within inches of losing my life. Later, I double-crossed these people and fed information to the FBI and Scotland Yard in exchange for a plea bargain and a ticket back to the United States. Yet in the end, I was unjustly charged, convicted, and sentenced to prison.