My partners used to call me Detective LZ. It sounds cool, and sometimes it was. Mostly, it meant I spent my days walking straight into situations most people spend their lives carefully avoiding. Dimly lit back alleys of humanity, windowless rooms thick with stale air and heavy silences, stories that came with no neat endings and no helpful narrator. Truth was elusive. Fear lingered like it had paid rent. Clarity was rare, always just out of reach.
I sifted through emotional wreckage for a living, chasing answers that evaporated the moment I thought I had them. Some nights, the weight of a case followed me home like an uninvited guest, and I lay awake replaying every detail, wondering if I wasn’t sharp enough, strong enough, or somehow “enough” enough to solve it at all.
Witnessing the worst in people rearranges you. It gives you a front-row seat to what it means to be human, to keep going when the odds are rude, unfair, and clearly don’t care about your effort. And somewhere in those long, sleepless nights, a quieter voice began to speak. A deeper calling.
I realized the most important battles aren’t fought in back alleys or interrogation rooms. They’re fought internally. In the late-night spiral where confidence packs up and leaves, slamming the door on the way out. In that familiar fear that maybe we’re just imposters who somehow got very good at nodding convincingly.
It didn’t hit like a lightning bolt. It stood quietly, waiting for me to finally look up. Then the words came: “What’s wrong is always available. So is what’s right. Maybe the direction you’re staring isn’t the one that matters. Find the good. Honor it. Share it with the world.”
So I pivoted.
I stopped hunting criminals and started hunting champions. People who rise, stumble, rise again, and still help others along the way. It was the greatest plot twist of my life, and no one saw it coming. Especially me.
Today, I call myself a prosperity hunter. I use the instincts that once cracked impossible cases to uncover hidden clues to real, grounded, soul-deep success. On Caught in the Act of Winning, I interview remarkable people the way I used to work a case, only now the mystery is far more meaningful: How did you become who you are?
These aren’t casual chats. They’re interrogations with heart, full of depth, energy, humor, and raw truth. I follow the story wherever it leads, even when the detective metaphors insist on testifying.
This isn’t entertainment for entertainment’s sake. It’s about your potential reflected in the story of others.
I’m genuinely honored you’re here. Let’s step into someone else’s story so you can see the potential of your own with fresh eyes.