Rich college graduates band together and create the online poker boom. Gumball rallies, giant parties, american beauty money shots as they dodge early challenges from low rent mobster thugs, private jet crashes, crazy biker mohawk hosting companies and jurisdictional hazard. In between, everyone flies off to Paris for a lovely ($$$$) wedding.
But the villainous USGov is lurking with processor seizures, forcing golf ball transactions and co-opting entire banks to evade transaction coding. (Need a Larry Fishburne type here too). BF arrives, freezing up all deposits and leaving our heros with no choice but to lam it places with palm trees and weak tax treaties. Its got action, young guys chasing supermodel tail and an anti-authoritarian, live free or... live Jimmy Buffett style with what they escape with. Movie... errrr... screenplay... errrr NYT bestseller monetizing vehicle closes with all four saving Central America with charitable work and hands on giving back to the world.
Players, holecard cheating, investor defrauding and the real amounts socked away in a Panamanian safety deposit box company barely figure in. It's all collateral damage in Uncle Sam's vicious war on two college kids with matching BMWs.
Scratch that. Probably make a Russ Hamilton composite out of old school vegas and have that character found out by the mysterious AJ Green as absconding with significant loot before the Greeks figure out what hit them. When they threaten him, he calls his Detroit mafia buddies and the fellas are threatened in Aruba with becoming Natalie Holloway's roommates. In the end, composite Russ actually gets IRSd, leaving no loose ends.
This non-fiction stuff is pretty easy if you put your mind to it...