The Internal Revenue Service has its hands full every April when Uncle Sam holds his hand out with his fingers gently waving towards himself saying, “Show me the money.” At that same time Certified Public Accountants burn the midnight fluorescent bulb with the hopes of finding pleasing results for ignorant clients. Across town in the basement of an office, which his children affectionately call “the dungeon,” the typical business owner fiercely rubs his own brow in the hopes of finding just one more deduction. Read this book today.
