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So there's a guy named Emil Bouhari, and he runs a diet clinic in Las Vegas. You know the type. A clinic that gives you a hormone that's supposed to help you lose weight. So the thinking behind it is human chronic gonadotropin triggers the brain into releasing fat off the body. And Emil had a girlfriend. They met at the gym because, of course.
And well, Emil and Kim had an on-and-off relationship. But then Emil's luck started running thin and... Bingo! He becomes the target of an intense two-year law enforcement investigation.
It was an elaborate FBI undercover sting. This case originated with sort of a love triangle. Wait, a major FBI case begins with a love triangle? Case number 281N-LV. You heard that right. And there's a lot more in secret FBI recordings I've uncovered. Agent Watson meeting with subject Emil Buari. FBI agents go undercover.
in disguise. "The gentleman comes and he points a gun to me while I'm on the toilet." And then the whole thing goes bust, the way it only can under the neon lights of Las Vegas. "I met him after playing poker one night. I was at the Rio and he shows me the diamond." There are strippers, threesomes, and gun runners. "And so he sold 16 machine guns and just disappeared. He was never heard from again."
And at the center of it is diet clinic guy, Emile Bouhari, a guy out there hustling, trying to win in the city of sin, among good guys saying they're bad guys and bad guys saying they're good guys. - You think I'm a bad guy, but no, no, no, you're not understanding. I'm a good guy too. - Emile's challenge, hell, anyone's challenge in this story is figuring out who's the good guy and who's the bad guy.
and which he is. We went from being a Middle Eastern criminal enterprise, smuggling women, doing money laundering, killing U.S. attorneys, to dismissals. How is that possible? I'm Trevor Aronson. Coming this summer, what happens in Vegas ain't gonna stay in Vegas. This is High Rollers, season two of Chameleon, from Campside Media. ♪ Take me in Sin City ♪ ♪ Take me in Sin City ♪
Sin City, there's no use confessing your sins.
