Mcmillan On Options -

The market moved against him slightly, but the math held. Time decayed, volatility reverted to the mean, and for the first time in his career, Lawrence didn't need a miracle to make a profit. He just needed the clock to keep ticking.

That night, hunched over a cluttered desk in a dim apartment, he cracked open a thick, imposing volume: McMillan on options

The heavy glass doors of the exchange floor hadn't even swung shut before Lawrence felt the sweat prickling his collar. It was 1991, and the air in the pits was thick with the smell of floor wax and desperation. The market moved against him slightly, but the math held