Cynics might say that Frank Abagnale had the makings of a great politician. After all, he has written $2.5 million in bad checks, posed successfully as a physician, a lawyer, a bank deposit collector and a CEO, taught in colleges without any real credentials, and convinced people that he was an FBI agent. All of which he did before he was twenty-one. Alagnale's creative skein came to an end when a flight attendant recognized the glowering face on the Interpol poster. After a five year prison sabbatical, Alagnale received an offer he couldn't refuse: parole for the price of his knowledge. this extraordinarily informative (and strangely exhilarating) memoir was first published twenty years ago. Alagnale (who now runs an anti-fraud corporation) has updated his tale with insights into criminal advances in the technological age.

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