To whom it may concern,
The following is a news item you may find of some interest concerning the
clandestine activities of terrorist groups within the US, including the Irish
Republican Army.
It centers on a string of threatening letters laced with hazardous substances
and then mailed late last month to various businesses and individuals in the Los
Angeles area, including nearly all the candidates running for the post of
district attorney against incumbent Steve Cooley.
As I was soon to learn, the handling of this incident was the latest episode
in a series of concerted efforts by local law-enforcement, spearheaded by the
aforementioned district attorney Cooley, to suppress any knowledge of the
terrorist doings in and around the city for fear of the public scandal that
would ensue.
For reasons that will become obvious upon further reading if they haven’t
become so already, I prefer to stay anonymous. Suffice it to say, I’m an agent
in the FBI privy to this information.
Below is an AP news-wire about the incident in question:
Candidates for top LA prosecutor position receive threatening letters
Thursday, December 4, 2003
(12-04) 07:25 PST LOS ANGELES (AP) --Federal officials are investigating a
series of threatening letters sent to candidates seeking to replace District
Attorney Steve Cooley, some of which contained powder.Some of the 18 rambling
letters were also sent to businesses in Beverly Hills and to a downtown county
courthouse, said U.S. Postal Inspector Mike McCarthy.The FBI said tests of the
letters, all of which came from states in the Northeast, did not find any
hazardous materials.Head Deputy District Attorney Tom Higgins said he received a
letter saying "drop out of the race or you're a dead man." Higgins, who has
filed paperwork needed to run for Cooley's position, said the letter contained
yellow powder and came from Cooley backers.Former City Councilman Nick Pacheco
said he also received a letter with powder in the envelope, which said that if
he valued his life, he would not run against the district attorney.Pacheco, who
has not yet filed paperwork, said: "I don't have any reason to believe that
Cooley had anything to do with this."Cooley's campaign chief John Shallman said
responding to the letters is a "top priority.""Whether the letters are a hoax,
political tricksterism or real threats, we hope and expect that the federal
authorities will apprehend the perpetrators and prosecute them to the fullest
extent of the law," he said.
As an agent who has had a first-hand view of both the letters and the results
of tests performed on them, I was absolutely shocked at the press-release that
the FBI put out due to the glaring misnomers it was peopled with, so much so,
that, at first, I thought they were speaking of a different case altogether.
I counted no less than four major misstatements in the account given to the
press that I could only chalk up to gross incompetence before I came across a
more sinister motive.
The first statement in the LA Times version of the story, said of the
letters, “Some were threatening, others weren’t.” They all were threatening
letters. Some, like the ones sent to the candidates for DA, were stern warnings
to drop out of the race under penalty of life and limb; others, like the ones
sent to all the businesses, were outright pronouncements by the terrorists of
their impending doom.
The second statement said of the letters that only, “some of which had
powders.” Once again, just as they were laden with death threats, they all were
laced with powder meant to inflict psychological and physical harm.
The third statement was when the postal inspector Mike McCarthy called the
letters, “cryptic and rambling.” That was another blatant falsehood. There was
nothing cryptic or rambling about the letters. The fact is the mailers and
their dealings with all the businesses they sent these correspondences to, have
been well known to the authorities from a similar incident in May (and, of
course, much longer to the crooked cops and elected officials who were in
cahoots with them), and the statements made in these missives, as you soon will
see, were simple, blunt, unambiguous threats, quite chilling to those on the
receiving end thereof I can imagine.
Lastly, and most egregious of all, was the declaration, “The FBI said tests
of the letters…did not find any hazardous materials.” THAT was the biggest lie
of all as there was not only one but three hazardous substances coating each
letter.
The first substance that coated the letters was potassium ferricyanide.
Since when does a substance containing cyanide pass for non-hazardous?
The second substance was barium carbonate. Used in making rat poison, it
comes in the form of a fine white powder and can gravely affect the heart and
nervous system if ingested or inhaled. In terms of the risks involved in
transporting it, the UN hazard code rates it in the Group II (medium danger)
category. In other words, it most definitely is a hazardous substance.
The last substance these letters were laced with was a substance called zinc
phosphide, which emits deadly phosphine gas when combined with heat or water. A
company called Bell Labs puts out a zinc phosphide powder for pest control so
lethal, a paltry one fifth gallon can kill every rodent for an entire square
mile, that’s a mere two teaspoons for every 72 square feet! The fact that the
authorities would put out such misinformation, especially when the lion’s share
of the letters were sent to and opened in stores at a time of the year when
they’re the most heavily congested with shoppers is obscenely unconscionable.
Anyone who doubts the toxicity of these substances should view the MSDS
(Material Safety Data Sheets) for each one.
Now ask yourself one simple question: why would law enforcement lie about
these things?
I was to learn the answer most bluntly when I sojourned to the FBI’s main
branch in Los Angeles to find out just how and why such an error could have come
to pass, still thinking it was from a laxity on the part of someone in the
bureau either gathering or releasing information.
When I pulled into the FBI parking area however, and saw Steve Cooley there,
his face empurpled with rage, screaming at the top of his lungs to some agents
gathered about why they put out a press-release at all let alone one that
emphasized the threatening letters sent to his opponents in the DA race, more
red flags went up in my mind than in a May Day parade.
As I went inside the office, the tension there was quite palpable, and, in
short order, I was to learn why the account released to the press was gutted of
so much of its fact, an account apparently not watered down enough for Cooley’s
tastes as evidenced by the tirade he threw in the parking lot over it. It seems
that, when reports of the letters first reached Cooley’s ears, he phoned the
bureau straightway and made the shocking request that the incident be dismissed
altogether as a mere ruse, claiming he didn’t want to cause “undue concern” to
his community over some silly, false terrorist scare. Their nerves frayed from
the everyday run of crime as it was, he reasoned, the people of his county could
ill-afford to hear such disquieting news, particularly when letters threatening
his opponents with death if they ran against him would further erode the
public’s well-being by shaking their faith in his integrity. For the agents
suffering under his wrath, these terrorist mailings couldn’t have come at a
worse time as Cooley was already in a foul mood over the FBI’s refusal to
release information on the wiretapping activities of Anthony Pellicano as well
as their refusal to use the Carnivore net surveillance system to monitor the
online activities of some individuals for him as a “favor,” which prompted him
to storm down to the bureau office to throw a fit a few days earlier.
After witnessing that shocking display in the parking lot and then learning
of Cooley’s outbursts prior, I drove away benumbed at having discovered such a
dark underbelly extant in Los Angeles politics. To be sure, with his blustering
swagger, his marathon use of racist and sexist slurs, and his boasts of how
winning cases give him erections, his reputation for being quite the
rambunctious character was well known to us agents, but seeing him exert such a
vulgar display of power with all the rabid paranoia he could muster in the cause
of keeping knowledge from the public of major terrorist activities in the city
for such a flimsy sham of an excuse as he gave, made me realize that this was
more than just a boor; this was an evil man with something to hide.
Now, you have to ask yourself at this point: since when does a local official
have leave to interject himself in one of the FBI’s criminal investigations to
dictate its tenor and oversee what facts of the case get shared with the press,
especially, when he should be, by rights, its prime suspect as several of the
threatening letters were mailed on his behalf to scare off his political
opponents? Furthermore, why in the hell would the bureau acquiesce to his
demands in such a matter?
A chill ran through me as powerful as the tremors produced in the recent
California earthquakes when it dawned on me what this all meant for it brought
to mind a curious internet posting several months back by a person claiming to
be an FBI agent. Going by the name Cassandra, she wrote an account of a similar
terrorist mailing, like the ones received recently, that was sent to Giorgio
Armani in Beverly Hills this past May 7. Primarily, her account deals with the
activities of a Welsh national and former member of the US intelligence
community who calls himself Gelynglas. Whether for profit or for ideology, he
evidently used his evil genius to put together an impressive money making
operation the proceeds of which benefited a consortium he also forged between
various terrorist groups including the Irish Republican Army and Al-Qaeda as
well as a radical group calling for an independent Wales named the Meibion
Glyndwr. Yes, as hard as it is for our minds to grasp, this Gelynglas
apparently impressed upon these Muslim and non-Muslim groups how such a
symbiotic relationship financed with his expertise could greatly enhance their
collective effectiveness. By all accounts, it was this collusion that was one
of the hidden reasons behind their spectacular successes on Sept 11 as white
non-Muslim operatives supplied by these Celtic groups were able to penetrate the
US infrastructure most incisively. To protect them from the law or exposure,
Gelynglas was able to also use his nefarious knowledge to create an impressive
bulwark of police and legal protection either bought off or blackmailed.
Operating in stores which sold high-priced clothing and jewelry, Gelynglas
created a theft-ring that had cells embedded in no less than seventeen such
establishments. Masterfully recruiting its members from each of the stores’ own
employees, this, coupled with deft computer hacking, enabled the seamless flow
of merchandise out of the stores and onto the streets to be sold without evoking
nary a notice, swelling the terrorists’ coffers thereby. According to
Cassandra, off-duty rogue cops even provided security for some of the sales.
However, like many an institution built on ill-gotten gain, this business
arrangement collapsed
under the weight of its own greed. Slightly before Gulf War II, as Cassandra
reports, the terrorists were smuggling weapons into the US via the Mexican
border that they had gotten from Iraq, including several unmanned drones. The
plan was: should the US attack Iraq, the terrorists in America as well as
terrorists all over the world, both Muslim and non-Muslim, would start
diversionary attacks to divert the coalition’s attention from Saddam to those
other trouble-spots. However, the plan was ill-starred. The Mexican drug
cartels who have a strong presence in southern California, caught wind of these
drones the terrorists had and apparently enticed one or several of the
theft-ring members to betray the location of the entry-point where the drones
would be smuggled into the US so they could be intercepted and modified for use
in flying drugs to and from the border. Consequently, an ambush by the cartel
ensued in Mexico that decimated the ranks of the terrorists and made off with
most of the drones. To further their complete break with Gelynglas and his
associates, James Agnew, Giorgio Armani’s manager and head capo of the ring,
even mailed a letter bomb to the terrorist leadership in hopes of taking them
out. Hence the threatening letter received at Armani’s on May 7 was a
retaliation.
As I stated, Cassandra made the claims that Gelynglas had built a fortress of
legal protection surrounding themselves and, apparently, this extended all the
way to the district attorney for then, as now, Cooley stormed into the FBI’s LA
branch and angrily demanded knowledge of this story be squelched as it received
only a paragraph write-up by the Associated-Press as did this recent string of
mailings. It seems Mr. Cooley knows many bigwigs in the FBI who’ll do favors
for him if need be, which includes threatening agents with their jobs for doing
their job.
When Cassandra’s posting was first brought to the FBI’s attention, I, like
all the other agents, laughingly dismissed it as out-there flummery, like the
plot to a bad Tom Clancy novel. Though there were some puzzling things about
this incident she talks of such as why no evidence tampering charges were filed
against anyone for tearing pages out of the letter sent to Giorgio Armani before
the police arrived, there was no way I could believe any of it until, however,
my eyes were opened by seeing the raw duplicity and sleaze of Steve Cooley
first-hand. Now I’m finding Cassandra’s tale ringing all too true.
I should point out for the record that I have no idea who Cassandra is
although I do have some ideas.
Cassandra’s story can still be found at
http://www.apfn.org/ where it was
posted July 13. I’ve included two links to it below.
Part I.
http://www.apfn.net/messageboard/7-17-03/discussion.cgi.100.html Part II.
http://www.apfn.net/messageboard/7-17-03/discussion.cgi.108.html Followup
http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=34340 But by all means don’t take my word for any of the things that I assert, I
encourage you to ask the authorities just what were those letters laced with,
what the letters said, and other such things they lied about. It will be
amusing to hear their spin if nothing else.
With that said, I still should do all that I can to prove the veracity of my
story. Sadly, Cassandra’s style was too high-flown, and she didn’t provide any
means of corroborating the inside information that she was imparting. Hence,
for that reason, she wasn’t very effective in getting out her message. Not to
make the same mistake, I, unlike her, am providing word for word transcriptions
of nearly all the letters sent by the terrorist. Since I know shorthand, I was
able to transcribe the letters accurately in a short time when left alone with
them. Though I’m taking a great risk to myself professionally and even legally,
I feel that stark measures must be taken for the truth to be known.
Firstly, all the letters were mailed from either Maine or New Hampshire,
which were apparently the places were Gelynglas and his fellow terrorists were
holed-up. The return addresses (all fake of course) make a sardonic allusion to
Richard Ried, the infamous shoe-bomber and were as follows:
Richard Ried Richard Ried
911 Shugoboom Way, or 911 Shugoboom Way,
Rutland, VT Norway, ME
05701 04268
The letters were all sent by Gelynglas himself, and, when reading them, one
can clearly see the cold, calculating, quaquaversal, and vulpine intellect of
the man who wrote them as well as engaged in all the diabolical endeavors that
he staged.
Although the emphasis in the news-wire was placed on the letters sent to the
candidates running against Cooley, the lion’s share of the letters were sent to
each capo of the seventeen-cell smuggling-ring who backstabbed the terrorists.
Since they and those under them were responsible for generating the monies
necessary to stage the attacks on September 11, among others, I think it’s only
fitting that the names of the capos and the stores the cells operated in should
be made known to the world. They are as follows:
Capo Cell # Store
James Agnew head capo Giorgio Armani (cell #1)
Ed Zorehkey capo cell #2 Frederick’s of Hollywood
Christin Passaro capo cell #3 Burberry
Severine Larue-Enos capo cell #4 Anne Fontaine
Leslie Diane Vaughn capo cell #5 Miss Stevens
Imtiaz Tar capo cell #6 Bernini II
Tom Junk capo cell #7 Ermenegildo Zenga
Tom Bugbee capo cell #8 Monique Lhuillier Inc
Nora Keuylian capo cell #9 Lamborghini Beverly Hills
Jennifer Barry capo cell #10 Anthropologie
Herbert Fink capo cell #11 Theodore Boutique
Jane Snyder capo cell #12 Votre Nom
Tom Voltin capo cell #13 Saks Fifth Ave
Linda Lavezzo capo cell #14 2 Rodeo Drive
John Marters capo cell #15 Nieman Marcus
Michele Varon capo cell #16 A Plus Size Boutique
Peyman Roofi capo cell #17 Eddia Beverly Hills
The letters to these stores were identical in wording save for the name of
the capo it was addressed to. Consider the chilling declaration that Gelynglas
makes in the postscript, a declaration that up till this point has come true,
“Still you (meaning Cassandra) taught us one important thing: that the
partnership I crafted with al-Qa’ida, the IRA, and the Meibion Glyndwr is so
brilliant, it cannot be foiled even if we wanted it to because it is too far
beyond the pea-brained imaginations of your press and your public…I promise you
my dear that when you look into the newspaper the day after their (meaning the
letters) receipt, you’ll be lucky if you see a one-paragraph write-up of these
incidents next to the dog food coupon in its very back-pages; THAT’S what kind
of power we wield. Anyone who raises dissent we can easily whip back into
line.” Also you may want to read the Cassandra posting first to put these
letters in better context.
In any event, here is a verbatim reprint of one of them addressed to a capo
named, fittingly enough, Herbert Fink. I looked up the Welsh phrase he uses to
close the letter and it means, “The death of the guilty is truth.”
Dear Mr. Fink a k a capo of cell #11
I Gelynglas, on behalf of my righteous brethren in al-Qa’ida, the IRA, and
the Meibion Glyndwr, am hereby serving notice to all the scum and villainy that
comprised the smuggling ring, who once served us and then betrayed us. For
every drop of blood my peers shed this past February in Mexico because of your
perfidy, we shall extract tenfold from you and your loved ones. I know Zakir
and his Muslim brothers wanted to spare the loved ones, but, as dear a friend as
he is to me, I have to disagree with him here. My Celtic brothers and I are
just not as warmhearted as those in al-Qa’ida I’m afraid.
You probably think that, because we didn’t come back in May when Zakir said
that we were
that we are now a paper-tiger and that you were rid of us for good. Yes our
wounds were grievous and we had to spend a much greater time regrouping than we
imagined. Now, however, all three are at full strength and we shall be back
with a vengeance!
How insolent it was for you to think you could beat us. We may have taught
you everything you know, but we didn’t teach you everything WE know.
This holiday season, I suggest you and your loved ones shop for coffins
because I can assure you, Santa Clause and his bloody elves we’re not.
Angau’r euog ydyw’r gwir!
Gelynglas
P.S. And to that agent who fancies using the name of the famous Greek prophetess
as a pseudonym, and who will doubtlessly be pouring over these letters like the
pages to a Danielle Steele novel, I have this to say: your laughable attempt to
run to the press with the story of the secret consortium you discovered has only
vouchsafed that you’ll share the same grisly fate as those smugglers whom you
sought to expose. As far as I can see, your attempts at bruiting the heavens as
you say only succeeded in posting your tale on that silly website for conspiracy
–theory addicts, the kind of fellows who think the government has put radio
transmitters in their teeth, and THEY don’t even believe you. Really my dear,
do you think apprising the five Bert Gummer-style rednecks who frequent sites
like this is sufficient to warn your countrymen of the likes of my piers and I?
If anything, the people who read your missive are probably at home wiring up
bombs to assail the US government themselves!
You should have done what Steve Cooley told you and kept your mouth shut like
the other agents. Now, I’m afraid you’ll have to die like the swine I’m serving
notice to at these stores. You know, thanks to the excellent surveillance our
men in the LAPD have done on all the agents in your branch, we know more or less
who you are now. True, you’re little more than a gnat to us, but we have to
kill you on principle. After what happened to us in Mexico we have to make an
example of someone to send a strong message to all the other upstarts out there
be they constables, barristers, journalists, or flunkies.
Still, you taught us one important thing: that the partnership I crafted with
al-Qa’ida, the IRA, and the Meibion Glyndwr is so brilliant, it cannot be foiled
even if we wanted it to because it is too far beyond the pea-brained
imaginations of your press and your public. Is as if we three groups move
together in a dimension no one perceives. At first, when Zakir’s letter was
mistakenly opened by Agnew’s flunkies on May 7, we thought our position had been
betrayed. Now, however, to prove to you and all the would-be upstarts out there
that we cannot be touched, I have done an about face. I have decided to mail an
open declaration of war to every cell in the smuggling ring and some
miscellaneous upstarts. I promise my dear that, when you look into the
newspaper the day after their receipt, you’ll be lucky if you’ll see a
one-paragraph write-up of these incidents next to the dog food coupon in its
very back pages; THAT’S what kind of power we wield. Anyone who dissents we can
easily whip back into line.
You seem like a lady who wants to do well by the world, but you can’t do
right when you’re on the wrong side you see. The fact is the imperialist
tyranny of the US and the UK will die by the same sword it has lived by. I must
also say ‘tis a pity that your good faith in the things you believe in, i.e. the
American people, has been betrayed. Far from bruiting the heavens, you nary
made a sound for the consciousness of the American public is as empty space, AND
IN SPACE NO ONE CAN HEAR YOU SCREAM!
The next letter I’ve reprinted here is one that was written to an inmate in
the Los Angeles County Jail System. His name is Juan Pablo Salazar-Diaz inmate
#7792399 also known as Jesus Lopez, and apparently he was one of the lackeys who
betrayed the location to the drug cartel of the entry point where the terrorists
were going to ship their drones into the US from Mexico.
Dear Mr. Lopez,
Make out your will you bloody spic for you’ll be dead soon. We know you were
the smuggling-ring lackey that betrayed our location to the cartel in Mexico.
We’re coming back to town soon and shall kill all who wronged us. Don’t think
you’re safe just because you’re in jail. When we get done torturing you, you’d
rather a 1000 dicks by your prison buddies were reaming your arse all at once
for it would seem the less painful of the two deaths.
Angau’r euog ydyw’r gwir!
Gelynglas
As was stated earlier, Gelynglas used his acumen to create quite a protection
racket around their illegal enterprise. The following are two letters sent to
judges Deanne Smith Myers and Eldon Fox that helped to comprise it. Evidently,
he learned that they were experiencing pangs of guilt about what they had done
and both wanted to step down from theirs posts and even confess their complicity
in the terrorists’ doings, but Gelynglas would have none of it, reminding them
of why they were forced to do his bidding in the first place. Note in
particular the heinous crimes he cites which he blackmailed them with.
Dear Judge Myers,
My sources in Los Angeles have been telling me that you and a few other
judges want to step down from office because of the pangs of guilt you feel for
putting your judicial power at the disposal of the smuggling-ring we once
caudled. I hear some of you even want to confess your sins! That’s not wise.
My peers and I are returning to your city soon and we will suffer no dissention
in the ranks. Is a clear conscience worth being either brutally killed by us or
a life sentence at the hands of your own legal system? How lenient do you think
the law will be when they’ve found out you helped to support terrorism? Let’s
also not forget why you were forced to work for us in the first place: that
footage of you killing those children in the hit and run accident remember? No
my girl, you’re staying in office where you belong. Even though we’re putting
paid to all the idiots in the smuggling-ring we once had, we still want our
legal protection in place should we start operations anew.
Straighten up, or you’re a dead girl.
Angau’r euog ydyw’r gwir,
Gelynglas
Dear Judge Fox,
My sources in Los Angeles have been telling me that you and a few other
judges want to step down from office because of the pangs of guilt you feel for
putting your judicial power at the disposal of the smuggling-ring we once
caudled. I hear some of you even want to confess your sins! That’s not wise.
My peers and I are returning to your city soon and we will suffer no dissention
in the ranks. Is a clear conscience worth being either brutally killed by us or
a life sentence at the hands of your own legal system? How lenient do you think
the law will be when they’ve found out you helped to support terrorism? Let’s
also not forget why you were forced to work for us in the first place: we still
have that footage of you sodomizing and urinating on those twelve-year-old boys
at that kiddie brothel The Speculum Shack remember? No my boy, you’re staying
in office where you belong. Even though we’re putting paid to all the idiots in
the smuggling-ring we once had, we still want our legal protection in place
should we start operations anew.
Straighten up, or you’re a dead man.
Angau’r euog ydyw’r gwir,
Gelynglas
The next letter is one written to Ted Gunderson, a retired FBI agent who
lives in Nevada who investigates government conspiracy and corruption.
Apparently, he was poking a tad bit too close around Steve Cooley’s doings for
Gelynglas’es comfort.
Dear Mr. Gunderson,
We hear you’ve been poking around in business to make our man Steve Cooley
look bad. If you value what little of a life you have left you stupid old man,
you’ll steer far and wide from this business unless you’d like an enema of
boiling lead serviced to your arse. You’re a little too old to be running about
like you’re that bloody Fox Moulder on TV. That is fiction; this is real life.
In real life the heroes are those who fight the imperialist cunts like the US or
the UK, those whose greatest weapon is their heart. I suggest you pay a visit
to that Dr. Kevorkian fellow.
Angau’r euog ydyw’r gwir,
Gelynglas
This is a letter to the western branch of Judicial Watch, a watchdog
organization that monitors judicial impropriety. Apparently they were poking
too close around Cooley’s business as well.
To the fools at Judicialwatch.org,
If you value your lives, you’ll declare a moratorium on investigations
concerning cases in Los Angeles County. You’re soiling the name of our man
Steve Cooley and we don’t like that. If you want to focus on legal injustice,
focus on the injustices done to the Welsh in Wales, the Irish Catholics in
Northern Ireland, and Bush’es tyranny in Iraq and Afghanistan not to mention the
oppression in Palestine.
Angau’r euog ydyw’r gwir,
Gelynglas
Unfortunately, the last group of letters was one I was not able to make
accurate transcriptions of and those were the ones sent to the candidates for
the position of district attorney, as I was never alone with them long enough
even writing in shorthand. Fortunately, I did thoroughly read them, and can at
least paraphrase what they said. The first three written to the male
candidates: Tom Higgins, Nick Pacheco, and Roger Carrick, were all worded
exactly the same save for the different names they were addressed to. They
start by saying how unwise it is to run for DA against Cooley; how he was the
man who looked out for the interests of Gelynglas’es “consortium;” how his
“special interest group,” unlike most such groups, “can throw more than money at
a problem if you get my drift.” He also talked of how the candidates could find
themselves in the crosshairs of a sniper’s rifle at any given moment if they
chose to run for office and on and on.
The only letter that differed in content, was the one written to the only
female candidate Denise Moehlman. Hers was filled with the most scurrilous,
sexist language one could possibly imagine. Gelynglas baits Ms Moehlman by
stating that her bid for district attorney was just a pretext to avoid dealing
with the problem of her sexual frigidity, and suggested that since “she makes
the salary of a barrister,” she was “well-heeled enough” to afford a
well-endowed Chippendale dancer to “ream out her arse and cwm.” Meaning valley
in Welsh, cwm is also the vulgar slang term for the vagina.
For a word for word transcription of these particular letters, I’d suggest
you ask the candidates themselves that have an email address (as I doubt you’ll
get a straight answer from the FBI, LAPD, the DA’s office or anyone else).
Their email addresses are as follows:
Roger Carrick:
roger@carricklawgroup.com Denise Moehlman
76170.1423@compuserve.com I hope I was of some help,
A. Leeas,