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.I ---------------------------b6 Page6of43 b7C AND A FEW PHONE CALLS I FINALLY GOT A ~TING WI~ HIS MAN! ~T MURTIIAS OFFICE. I WENT DOWN TO MEET WI IN HIS OFFICE. BEFORE I COULD PRESENT MY PLAN I GOT A BAD FEELING ABOUT TIllS GUY. ~ WAS A ISNAKE. I DIDN'T 1RUST HIM. I ASKED FOR A :MEETING WITH MURTHA HIMSELF AGREED TO ARRANGE A SECOND MEETING FOR 7-2-96 AT THE TOP OF THE INCLINE PLANE IN THE PUB.I ISAID THAT MURTHA WOULD BE ABLE TO ATTEND BECAUSE HE WOULD HAVEA FOURTH OF JULY BREAK. ON THE DAY OF TIffi MEETING I ARRRIVED EARLY AND WAITED. AFTER AWILE I WENT OUTSIDE TO LOOK FOR THEM. WHEN I WENT OUT I SA~ :Y HIMSELF AND ASKED WHERE MURTHA WAS. HE SAID THAT MURTHA TFI RING. SO WE WENT DOWN TO THE PUB AND HAD A CUP OF COFFEE AND I STARTED TO LAY OUT MY PLAN. AS SOON AS WE SAT DOWN, TWO ARMED THUGS CAME IN AND SAT AT THE BAR B~ ~ GLARED AT ME. IT WAS LIKEBElN IN A MICKEY SPILLANE NOVEL LOOKE DTO MAKE SURE THEY WERE THEWRE AND THEN HE INFO D ME THAT HE, MURTHA AND A FRIEND WERE ruST GOING TO STEAL THE PLAN AND CALL IT THEIR OWN. THAT SOUNDED SERIOUS. WHAT WOULD HAPPEN TO ME? I EXPLAINED THAT 1HERE WAS NO NEED FOR THAT AND ADVISED THAT WE SHOULD WORK TOGETHER. HE RE-INTERATED THAT THEY WERE GOING TO STEAL THE PLAN. I SAID YOU DONT HAVE TO STEAL IT, YOU CAN JUST HAVE IT. HE SHOOK IDS HEAD NO. THAT TOLD ME THAT TIffiY WERE GOING TO STEAL IT AND I WAS IN FOR SOME TROUBLE. I ASKED "WHAT ABOUT ME, DO YOU TI:IlNK I WON'T FI! GHT YOU?II HE S11ILED AND TURMNED AND LOOKED AT IDS TWO THUGS WHO SPREAD THERE ARMS ONC=TIIEM, TIllS ALLOWED ME TO SEE THAT TIlEY WERE PACKING GUN PUT IDS HANDS IN HIS POCKET AS IF HE WAS READY TO DRAW ON ME. I SLID JUMPED UP AND SAID IIGO AHEAD M01HER FUCKER, YOU GONNA KilL ME, GO AHEAD NOW, MAYBE I'LL KILL YOUR ASS!" THE BARTENDER AND THE HOSTESS CAME RUNNING AND THE THUGS AT THE BAR PUT THERE HANDS IN THEIR JACKET LIKE THEY WERE~ADY TO DRAW AND SHOOT. THEY WAVED AWAY THE EMPLOYEES AND! OT UP AND WALKED AWAY LAUGHING. I PAID FOR THE COFFEE AND TIlE THUGS NODDED FOR ME TO LEAVE. AS I WALKED UP THE STEPS TO STREET LEVEL, I WONDERED IF THEY WOULD KILL ME ON THE STEPS. I MADE IT OUT OF 1HERE ALIVE. THE THUGS, I LATER LEARNED WERE DET·l lAND OFFICERI lIS THE COMMANDER AT THE LOCAL POLICE ACADEMY. IMlVlEDIATELY AFTER 1HIS A SERIES OF TERRIFING EVENTS OCCURED. EVEN FROM THAT VERY DAY.I TOOK CARE OF SOME BUSINESS AS I WAS A CONTRACTOR AT THE TIME. ON MY WAY HOME THAT NIGHT I WAS STOPPED BY THE POLICE ON A PHONEY TRAFFIC STOP. I GOT PULLED OVER ruST AS IT GOT DARK; I WAS ON A RELATIVELY DESERTED ROAD CALLED TRUMAN BLVD. THE COP PULLED ME OVER AND JUST SAT THERE FOR WHAT SEEMED LIKE 30 MINUTES. HE HAD HIS SPOTLIGHT ON MY SIDEVIEW MIRROR SO I COULDN'T SEE ANYTIllNG. I GOT OUT TO GO BACK AND ASK WHAT THE PRqBLEM WWAS AND THE COP JUMPED OUT OF HIS CAR, PULLED OUT IDS GUN AND POINTED IT AT ME AND TOLD ME TO GET BACK IN THE TRUCK. THEN HE CAME UP AND ASKED FOR MY LISCENSA WITH GUN IN HAND. THEN HE MADE ME SIT THERE FOR ABOUT ANOTHER 30 MINUTES BEFORE HE GAVEME MY LISCENSE BACK AND LET ME GO WITHOUT A TICKET. THIS WOULD BECOME A COMMON OCCURANCE OVER THE NEXT 18 MONTHS. THE NEXT MORNING I GOT UP AND GOT IN THE SHOWER. AS I SHOWERED I HEARD MY DOOR SLAM, SO I GOT OUT OF THE SHOWER AND WALKED INTO MY APT. I DISCOVERED THAT SOMEONE HAD STOLEN MY WALLET. [THIS IS A TRAUMATIC THING TO HAPPEN, BELIEVE IT OR NOT.] NOW I WOULDN'T HAVE A LISCENSA TO SHOW WHEN 5/11/2004