It was pitch dark but Mark Cummings knew this dirt road like the back of his hand
as he approached a small house in the near distant.
He stopped the van out front. He then turned around and told a frightened Annie,
we here gal!
He then got out and went around to the other side and dragged Annie out of the
van. He marched her in the front door where his brother Michael and father Paul
were sitting in front of a television drinking beer and watching a Hitler biography.
Confederate flags swastika paintings and white power posters decorated the
living room. Everything else was scattered about, since Mark’s mother died a
few years earlier of a heart attack, good housekeeping wasn’t a priority for the
When Mark walked through the door with a terrified Annie, Paul shot up, boy,
what do you mean bringing a darkie into this home, what she doing here?
Daddy, this gal got powers, I seen them with my own two eyes at the hospital.
She cured a man just by touching his chest; I kidnapped her and hauled her ass
out here to cure you of your Parkinson’s.
Michael idolized his big brother Mark and said, I believe you Mark, I’m with you
all the way, whatever you got planned, count me in!
Paul interrupted Michael, Mark, is this another one of your hair brain schemes,
remember you and your brother abducted a Jewish girl who you thought was
pregnant to use the stem cells from her umbilical cord (to cure my Parkinson’s)
and come to find out, she wasn’t pregnant but had fibroids protruding from her
abdominal area. Both of you boys got so mad, you buried her alive, out back in
No daddy, this ain’t another one of my schemes, Mark shook his head furiously,
this here is the real deal; I saw a miracle with my own two eyes.
Paul looked at him long and hard. Okay, take her black ass downstairs in the
basement; I have some rusty handcuffs and ankle cuffs down there. Restrain her
and we’ll deal with this in the morning.
Mark pushed Annie towards the basement door. She started crying, he
screamed, shut up your crying gal or I’ll really give you something to really cry
After they got downstairs, Mark threw her down on a cot and used an ankle cuff
to handcuff her ankle to a pipe. After she was restrained, he looked around until
he found a bucket. He put it beside the bed.
Before he went back upstairs, he turned around and said, me and my brother
Michael gonna have fun with your black ass after you cure our daddy. Consider
yourself our POW.
Annie backed up on the cot terrified. Mark turned off the light and walked back
up the stairs to join his father and brother.
Mark sat down with his father and brother at the table. The boys started drinking
and talking about the time their father took them and their mother (Evelyn) to
Berlin to view Hitler’s final bunker.
Paul and his wife Evelyn were overcome with emotion at the site. Paul looked at
both his boys and said, boys, never forget this moment, you are standing near
history. This is where the greatest man who ever lived took his life, his final
The family said a prayer and Paul crossed his chest. Paul then asked in an
agitated voice, I wonder why this site hasn’t been made into a make shift
memorial? Evelyn said, Paul, you have a good point. Just look at it, it’s in the
backyard of a residential apartment building, looks like its about 50 feet below the
surface, we can only look at it in the distance because it’s sealed off and no one
is allowed to enter.
We were barely able to find it, because very little or nothing at all is written about
it in conventional travel guides. And, we’re the only ones here!
If you think about it, there are no signs leading to it. There is no sign or plague or
any information whatsoever to tell you that you are next to it, looking at it,
standing on it.
Paul gathered up his family and took them to the nearest florist and bought
flowers and balloons. They returned to the bunker site and laid down the flowers
With tears started streaming down his face, Paul said, “Great man, we came to
Lear ended her call and turned to Jacks and Dayna. Okay, I just bought some
time, I told William I was keeping Annie for another day and I would be returning
her late tomorrow which means we have to find her within the next 24 hours.
Damn, I still can’t place her kidnapper’s face; I’ve seen him before but where?
Jacks, can you please contact Nikki and Phelps, we need to bring them in on this
Earlier in the day, Nikki and her boyfriend Phelps traveled on a private train
through Napa Valley. In their private car, they ate flamed Rib Eye steaks
(seasoned with steak rub) sprinkled with blue cheese crumbs and served with
baked potatoes and salad. The dinner was accompanied by an exquisite red
wine-from one of the local Napa Valley wineries.
That evening, they went to the Dunsmuir House. A luxurious private estate; in
the San Francisco bay area. They snuggled on the grass and watched the film
classic “Black Orpheus.” Phelps told Nikki, I wish they had a Spago restaurant in
the area, this setting would be perfect for one of their picnic baskets with Dom
Perignon, gourmet cheese, grapes, caviar and crackers. Nikki smiled and
A few minutes after the film ended; Nikki’s priority phone rung. It was Jacks,
requesting their presence at an ‘red call,’ (urgent meeting).
Nikki and Phelps rushed to the airport and took a last minute flight to Los
“VAIL” OF SECRECY (ROME, ITALY)
Vail hit the runway with a bang! Flashbulbs momentarily blinded her but it didn’t
break her stride as she strutted down the catwalk. She owned the runway with
her classy gestures and signature prance.
After Vail watched the legendary duo of Ava and Brayden aka (A&B) work their
magic on the runway during Fashion Week in New York, she had to be a model!
That day changed her life as she witnessed the commotion A&B caused on the
runway with their graceful movements and coordinated dance moves. They were
a sight to behold.
Vail was a Naomi Campbell type; she stood 5’10 and had a smooth dark
complexion and keen facial features.
When the fashion show ended, Vail quickly changed clothes, gathered her things
and walked to her car. When she approached her car, she retrieved her custom-
continental diamond studded car key that her boyfriend (David) paid $8,000 for,
out of her exclusive Hermes bag (classic 80’s edition).
Hermes is the only luxury purse that appreciates in value (like an expensive
She deactivated the car alarm and jumped in her lime green Lamborghini.
Before she started dating David exclusively, Vail was an international party
girl/playgirl who partied all over the globe. She was also known for hosting
extravagant parties at her $10 million dollar Rio penthouse. Her annual
Masquerade Ball was the talk of the town.
At one of her parties, she had a runway erected so guests could be up close and
personal to an intimate fashion show. She also hired professional dancers and a
R&B crooner was flown in to perform.
Vail loved Rio and the majority of her down time was spent, stretched out,
relaxing on the beach with a good book. A soccer superstar and local politician
were in constant pursuit of her affections but she disregarded both men.
When she wasn’t partying or hanging out on the beach, she could be found
speed boating with friends or playing La Crosse.
She was also on a first name basis with two Royal families. One Royal billionaire
spent $5 million dollars on a birthday party for her. The other royal family
appreciated her help in securing the performance of a R&B superstar for their
Vail loved the glamorous life and she also had a passion for yachts where she
often lounged and nibbled on smoked barracuda.
Vail’s current boyfriend David was a technology billionaire who paid a $10,000
“introduction fee” through an introduction broker to meet Vail. They hit it off and
began dating exclusively. A lot of beautiful models belonged to the “European
The membership included: Extremely rich millionaires and billionaires who date
and finance the activities of their beautiful and famous girlfriends.
This exclusive club is much different from “International Model Chaser,” playboys
who stake out European airports awaiting the new crop of U.S. models to court.
Vail maneuvered the expensive sports car like a professional racecar driver on
the rain soaked streets of Italy. Numerous people recognized her and waved
from adjoining lanes, others gawked at this beautiful black woman behind the
wheel of one of the most expensive cars in the world.
Vail first saw the lime green Lamborghini in an old magazine, boxer Mike Tyson
was showing off his exotic car collection, and he was posing beside it. She had to
have one. It was a limited edition, only several Lamborghini’s were made in this
She mentioned it to David, the next day it arrived gift-wrapped.
The following day, they decided to put the car on the road. They drove to the
Italian Alps to ski at Monte Rosa. Afterwards, they enjoyed the enchanting
valleys located in the Lombard Alps. They walked through the valleys admiring
the breathtaking beauty while holding hands.
Later, David purchased a $4 million dollar gold plated Lamborghini for himself.
David enjoyed spoiling her, he often purchased exquisite jewels designed by
reclusive designer Joel Arthur Rosenthal aka JAR (rarely seen or
According to Forbes, JAR’s shop is located in Paris' Place Vendôme and has no
display window, no regular hours. It does not advertise and only opens its doors
to only a select few, basically, the richest and most prominent women in the
He even reserves the right to refuse to sell an item if he doesn't think it would
look good on the intended wearer. The buying panic (for JAR jewels) extends
into the after market.
Ordinary jewels that come onto the secondary market bring maybe a third of their
original price. JAR items routinely sell for twice what the first buyer paid. David
often bought the JAR jewels (he lavished on Vail) on the after market.
Vail had to admit, David was good to her as she pulled up to her hotel. Although
most models occupied (dorm style) hotels near the modeling agencies, Vail
stayed in a suite at an lavish hotel, the Westin Excelsior in Rome.
She jumped out of the car, a valet took her car keys and she rushed upstairs to
change clothes. She had a lot of designer gear to choose from since top
designers sent over their collections for free. When Vail was photographed in
their designs, sales shot through the roof!
Although Vail made millions per year from modeling and endorsements, she
didn’t believe in spending her money, her motto was: OPM (Other Peoples
Money). She used her money for investments and let rich men pick up the tab in
her day-to-day life.
Vail’s best friends, white models Sinnamon and Harlow also had wealthy
sponsors. Their wealthy boyfriends allowed them to live beyond their dreams.
Private jets and yachts were on call 24/7. Parties in St. Tropez and Belize were
commonplace. The next big function was a trip to the inauguration of Barack
Obama in Washington, D.C.
A Month Ago:
Last month, Vail, Sinnamon and Harlow were informed by their rich sponsors that
they had to attend a power summit in Algiers. Guests would include: Royal
sheiks, oil barons, technology billionaires, renowned scientists, media titans, etc.
Diana Ross was being paid $1 million dollars to perform after the summit.
Before David left, he told Vail that the private jet would be at her disposal, 24/7.
Vail invited Sinnamon and Harlow on a shopping spree in Athens, Greece.
They loaded up on Marc Jacobs, Chanel, Gucci and Prada. They sent the
designer gear ahead of themselves via an elite air cargo service that specializes
in transporting valuable holdings.
From there, they attended a champagne brunch. They all ordered “Florette Sea
& Earth salads,” created by chef Raymond Blanc. The salad is made with
specially selected ingredients including Almas golden caviar, Beluga caviar,
truffles, Kreel caught langoustines, Cornish crab and lobster, gold leaf and
Florette Baby Leaf salad. The total value for this single salad is more than $600.
The salad was served with Dom Perignon vintage 1995 “White Gold Jeroboam,”
priced at $24,000 per bottle.
Afterwards, they went to a nearby gym (to work off calories) owned by a friend of
Harlow’s. The women worked out for two hours. After the grueling workout, all
three women grabbed their “Bling H20” bottled water, ‘limited edition.’ This
water is produced by Fillico in Beverly Hills and is valued at $1, 570.00 per bottle.
Fewer than a dozen bottles were produced.
They flew on to Copenhagen, Denmark to attend a star studded modeling party
hosted by a modeling agent on vacation. The estate also featured a private
screening room where several models were watching an upcoming summer
blockbuster that had yet to be released to the public.
Vail loved Copenhagen because the African-American culture was appreciated.
This was the only place in the world where Black men and women were treated
like Kings and Queens. Copenhagen also appreciated the contributions Blacks
made in music, especially jazz. Numerous Black jazz artists relocated to
Copenhagen from the U.S. because they were treated so well by the locals.
The party was jumping but the atmosphere got uninhibited in the after-hours.
Vail, Sinnamon and Harlow were disgusted as they watched older men try and
pick up underage female models. They vocally expressed their outrage and
wondered, where are their guardians?
Vail met David at the ‘Splendide Royale,’ restaurant. Considered one of the finest
restaurants in Rome.
When she entered, a hush fell over the room. She had the attention of every
man in the place. David stood up and kissed her on the cheek, he then pulled
out her chair.
She ordered a Cesar salad; David had a filet Mignon entrée. Topped off with
Vail took the opportunity to tell him that she was getting sick of modeling
although she enjoyed the perks of international travel, free clothes, and exploring
different cultures. She was also growing tired of watching models shoot heroin
between their toes, (to hide the needle marks), as well as the cat fighting and
There had to be more to life than just being a pretty face. Vail had always been
uncomfortable with fame; she reluctantly signed autographs when she was
approached because she valued her privacy.
David told her to follow her heart and then he slipped an envelope across the
table, she broke the gold seal and was surprised to find a “Dubai First Royale,”
black credit card enclosed. She was impressed, this credit card was reserved
for the filthy rich with no spending limit and the card was studded with a certified
diamond. She leaned over and gave David a peck on the lips.
Vail thought, this Dubai black card will go nicely with my Swiss "secrecy" card.
This numbered credit card (tied into your Swiss numbered bank account) is
issued without your first or last name (on the card) and you have the option of
having it issued by another institution so your Swiss bank cannot be identified by
the first four digits of the card numbers. At your request, the actual bank logo can
also be left off the card.
Vail rushed David through dinner because she wanted to return home in time to
cuddle and watch her favorite show, “24.” Europe was a season behind on the
show, but Vail didn’t care, she loved this show! This show gave Vail-secret agent
fantasies. She was a self-admitted espionage buff.
The next day, David took her shopping at Harrods in London. When they exited
the store, the paparazzi were in wait; snapping hundreds of photos. David put a
protective arm around Vail and led her into a private limo.
The following day, Vail accompanied David to Las Vegas on a private jet. They
checked into a “Whale,” (high roller) suite at Wynn. The suite was extravagant
with marble floors, an indoor pool, butler/chef service, a fully equipped exercise
room with a sauna (accompanied by a personal trainer) and a magnificent view
of the strip.
David attended a high roller (invitation only) poker game (with 12 men from all
over the world) the entry fee was $1 million dollars, winner take all ($12 million).
While David was playing poker, Vail made her midnight appointment to ride the
Dolphins, a perk reserved for celebrities and the rich.
She dove in the pool, after a few minutes she was able to get on top of a dolphin
and ride him, falling off a few times, for the next 10 minutes.
When she stepped out of the pool, she covered herself with a robe.
When she turned around, an obviously rich white couple (Susan and Tom) were
entering the pool area, lounging around with drinks in their hands. They
recognized Vail as a top model but they didn’t fawn over her, instead they
Vail sat down near the pool to catch her breath, before she realized it, she got
into a conversation with the couple. Tom and Susan told Vail they made their
money in intelligence software that law enforcement and spy agencies used.
Susan added, “We are the masterminds behind a software that can try up to
12,000 passwords in 5 seconds, until the password code is broken.”
Vail was impressed, this discussion was definitely peaking her interest because
she loved anything relating to international intrigue, she told Susan as much, this
information peaked Susan’s interest.
Susan changed topics and told Vail that she had planned on riding the dolphins,
but as soon as she walked through the door, she lost her nerve and chickened
out. They all laughed and covered a variety of subjects for the next thirty
Afterwards, the couple walked Vail back to her hotel. Vail bid them goodbye at
the door and traded numbers with Susan. The couple returned to their $40,000
per night suite. Tom said, I think she’ll be a perfect recruit for our organization
but lets reel her in slowly, Susan agreed and said, if she decides to join us, we
will gradually introduce her to our black market and “grey area” dealings but for
now, she can only know of our above board, legal dealings. Tom agreed.
The next day, when David went to play baccarat in a VIP parlor, Vail spoke with
Susan on the phone, Susan informed her that Tom had left to meet up with a
college friend to gamble, the two women agreed to go shopping.
After they finished shopping, instead of going to a bikini poker party Susan was
invited to, they went back to the suite occupied by David and Vail. The private
chef prepared grilled beef brisket (medium rare) with garlic-mashed potatoes.
Over lunch, Vail confided to Susan about her lack of interest regarding modeling,
Susan listened intently and said, look, if you ever decide to leave modeling for
good, give me a call, she then looked in her purse and pulled out a card and
gave it to Vail. Call me on this number; I may have something for you that pays
just as much or more. Vail smiled and said thanks before pocketing the card.
Before Susan left, she told Vail that she and Tom were leaving the next day.
The following day, before they checked out, Susan called Vail to say goodbye,
she also told her, we own a second home in the Hamptons, you and David must
join us for our next party. Vail replied; we would love to! Both women vowed to
stay in touch and hung up.
Miquel Cortez worked the room in an Italian tailored suit accessorized with
platinum cuff links and a solid gold tie pin.
A hour earlier, he made a fortune arranging arms shipments to countries off limits
to legitimate arms dealers.
Miquel was also ecstatic about his new business venture. He recently launched
a $50 billion dollar rogue holding company/financial centre that serviced drug
cartels, underwrote nuclear weapons programs and financed revolutions. This
company also employed spies and an cadre of assassins (to eliminate
But now, he was among millionaires and billionaires (mostly attired in designer
suits) from around the world to bid on white truffle, a favorite dish among the
The year before, a billionaire had placed the winning bid of $330,000.
Chefs call Italian white truffle the "diamond in the kitchen." White truffle is held in
high esteem in France and Italy as well as international haute cuisine. Business
tycoons and celebrities were packed into the $300 a head white truffle dinner at
Tokyo's Ritz Carlton for a 3-way auction linked by a satellite feed (held
simultaneously in Abu Dhabi, Macau, London and Rome).
This year, in Florida, after two hours of frantic bidding, Miquel walked away the
winner with a $500,000 bid. He later made arrangements to have the truffle
delivered to a Florida estate the next day.
He walked to his waiting limo. He got in and faced Lauryn, she didn’t look up.
She was busy on her laptop, laundering money for cartel bosses on an
“overseas” untraceable IP since she was now an international fugitive along with
her brother, Cartier. Despite this, her services were still rewarded handsomely
via deposits from all over the world in numerous offshore untraceable bank
Lauryn was now using a new method. The laundered money (hundreds of
millions) was now being loaded onto a private jet and flown to a small airport in
Lamaca, Cyprus. This tiny Mediterranean island was once known (according to
Forbes) as a money laundry, gun-running, cigarette smuggling, arms trading, sex
slavery “fantasy island.”
Over 2,500 women per year arrived in Cyprus to work in gentlemen clubs,
helping to generate $70 million dollars per year in prostitution revenue-plus fees
for pimps who broker the sex traffic.
Lauryn set up 200 bank accounts in Cyprus and the money was funneled through
more than 60 countries including Switzerland and the Cayman Islands.
Lauryn was also laundering money through a “Cartel Finance Casino,” in
Belgium, set up and financed by the local drug cartel for black market purposes.
Cartel mercenaries and assassins were also associated with this casino.
Lauryn also diversified and operated a “Black Market Exotic Animal Divison,” that
catered to international drug kingpins.
Since cartel bosses liked to surround themselves with exotic and near extinct
animals, Lauryn decided to launch a “niche market,” by invitation and referral
She was even more determined to launch after she scanned an article on (find
articles) that this black market trade grossed $10 billion per year in profit.
Demand for such pets had created a worldwide illegal trade for endangered and
She made a fortune supplying drug bosses with the following (smuggled) animals
for inclusion in their menagerie’s: A Komode 10-feet long, meat-eating lizard
from Indonesia was priced at $50,000. A pigmy marmoset from South America
priced at $20,000 and an shingleback skink was priced at $2,500.
Lauryn’s motto was, “buy low and sell high.” She had overseas associates
purchase rare toucan’s (tropical birds) in Bolivia for $10 dollars and she would
resale them in the U.S. for $1,500 dollars.
She also purchased radiated tortoise’s (one of the rarest reptiles in the world) for
30 cents in Madagascar and she would resale them on the black market for a
staggering $10,000 dollars. She even sold orangutan’s that cost $200 dollars in
Indonesia for $50,000 on the illegal market.
Lauryn was also involved in illegal ivory trafficking involving African and Asian
elephants. She also trafficked in ivory teeth from endangered white sperm
whales as well as ivory and rhino horns.
Lauryn had smugglers smuggle the animals at night by boat because customs
were always on the lookout for smuggled drugs and not animals. If one of her
smugglers got arrested, the penalties would be much less for smuggling animals
than for illegal drugs, often, no jail time was involved. Lauryn liked the low risk
associated with this illegal endeavor.
If that wasn’t enough, Lauryn also sold Customs flight schedules to drug
traffickers. This information was extremely useful. This data revealed the dates
Customs airplanes would be flying over certain destinations looking for drug
smugglers by sea. This way, the traffickers could avoid being arrested by not
smuggling drugs on the days listed on the flight schedule.
Within the last few years, Mexican cartels opened up several super labs that
produced high quality crystal meth (100 pounds at a time). These international
drug merchants called on Lauryn to launder this “new money,” as well.
She was making so much money, she was in need of one additional overseas
outlet to stash these various drug related funds.
Lauryn was so engrossed in her work, Miquel had been sitting there for five
minutes before she finally looked up from her computer screen, and said, well?
Miquel smiled and said, "the chef will be preparing Italian truffle for dinner
tomorrow evening." Lauryn smiled, leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
From there, the limo glided down Florida’s gold coast. They arrived at an
extravagant estate. They were warmly greeted by Ricardo Estevar; he was on his
way to a business meeting.
Cartier and Lauryn were guests at his (Ricardo’s) private estate; courtesy of
Miquel. Ricardo was a rich industrialist. When they arrived in Florida, they had
the opportunity to go to any destination in the world but they decided to stay in
Florida for the time being. They also kept a low profile.
When Lauryn ventured out, it was behind the tinted windows of a limousine.
Ricardo’s personal driver/bodyguard Hans drove her into town when she needed
to go out.
Miquel and Lauryn entered the house and climbed the spiraled staircase. They
retired to a spacious master bedroom and made love to the sounds of Eric
After Miquel left, Lauryn showered and returned to her laptop.
She logged on to the Panache Report.com boards. She laughed out loud at the
comments posted by GEPS.
She did a control-F and scrolled down to read the comments of her favorite
posters, Peaches, Jinx, Sojo, Deanna,Presidential, Fresh Prince, Lacy, Black Playmate
and After Dark Crew-then she stopped when she came to a comment authored by
Litigating. A light bulb went off in her head. She got sidetracked in the past
about contacting this poster (in real time) in regards to her legal savvy displayed
on the board.
She picked up her (untraceable) cell phone and called her fixer, Yves.
Yves answered on the first ring. Lauryn told him, I need you to trace the
whereabouts of a particular poster on the Panache Report boards. Let me give
you her handle.
Yves called back 30 minutes later with the real life identity of Litigating.
Lauryn called Miquel and told him she was making arrangements for Ricardo’s
private pilot to transport her and Cartier to New York the following day. Miquel
After she hung up, she went into the home gym and told Cartier, we're flying to
New York tomorrow on business, incognito, I’ll explain on the plane tomorrow.
Miquel is having the white truffle delivered tomorrow evening, after we eat, we’ll
pack. Cartier nodded.
First Week In Florida:
During their first week in Flordia, Miquel tried to talk Cartier and Lauryn into using
a plastic surgeon (Dr. Maximillian)..
Maxmillian’s plastic surgery office only catered to international fugitives/criminals,
mainly fugitives on the U.S. Marshall’s and FBI’s Most Wanted lists.
Before he went rogue, he was considered one of the best plastic surgeons in the
world but he left his practice when he realized he could make more money being
affiliated with the underworld. Despite this, Cartier and Lauryn declined Miquel’s
suggestion to have plastic surgery.
When Cartier finally contacted Dayna, it was through a (shadow website) that
Miquel told him about. After Miquel gave him the url and secret code to access
the site, he asked Cartier not to share the site with anyone.
Later, Cartier brought the site up on his computer, he put in the secret code and
was given an online “espionage,” phone card with an encrypted pin number with
the option to call a 800 number from a land phone (and follow instructions) or to
speak to a live operator.
Cartier chose the live operator. He proceeded to give her his pin number so she
could place the call from the website. Before she dialed Dayna’s number, she
asked via a pop-up, what area code and country would you like to appear on
your calling party’s caller ID? Cartier gave an area code and number located in
the Netherlands. The operator then asked, would you like to speak in your actual
voice or would you like your voice altered doing the duration of the call? Cartier
replied, I would like to speak in my normal voice.
The operator said, thank-you sir, I will place your call now.
Dayna answered on the second ring. They planned a rendezvous a week later.
He told her he would call her later with details.
Before he hung up, Dayna reminded him, in case plans change on my end and I
need to contact you. I will set up an email account-that we’ll both have access
Check this account every day, up until the day we meet. If I need to leave a
message, I will write the instructions on a “draft.” The draft will not be sent, just
click on saved drafts to read my message.
Cartier asked, why not send an email?
Dayna replied, because emails can be intercepted but not drafts since they’re
never sent. Therefore, it’s nothing to intercept, in case federal authorities are
Cartier said, that’s brilliant. Dayna replied, this has become standard
communication for criminal enterprises in the 21st Century. It’s even featured in
the film, “Traitor.”
Dayna was so excited when she hung up; she was finally going to see Cartier!
She managed to slip away unnoticed although Lear had been keeping a close
eye on her after Cartier and Lauryn escaped. She couldn’t wait to see Cartier.
Cartier disguised his appearance with sunglasses and a baseball cap before he
boarded a plane to meet Dayna in Atlanta, GA.
They met at a hotel. When Cartier laid eyes on her, he could barely contain his
excitement. He kissed her eagerly and led her to the bedroom. No words were
exchanged. When he started undressing her, she said, stop! I have something
to tell you. He said, not now. She said yes, now!
He stepped back. She was finally able to take a good look at him. He was still
the most beautiful man she had ever seen.
She swallowed hard, Cartier, I have to be honest with you. There’s something
you need to know.
Cartier said, what is it baby? She looked deep into his beautiful eyes and said,
“I’m HIV positive.”
Cartier registered a look of shock as he stumbled back away from her. He
mumbled, how? Dayna replied, by an ex-boyfriend who shot steroids.
Suddenly he said, no! hell no! I finally find a woman I love and something has to
be wrong. Damn!
Man, I feel like I been suckered punch.
I don’t know what to say. He stepped forward and hugged her. I’m so sorry you
going through this.
For the next hour they held each other and cried.
When Cartier gently broke away from her embrace, he backed up towards the
door slowly and blew her a kiss.
After he left, Dayna cried into her pillow throughout the night.
The following day, she caught a plane back to Los Angeles.
PRESENT DAY (CARTIER)
Cartier loved to party on South Beach discreetly. South Beach is a party hot spot
for celebrities and models. Over 1500 models live in the South Beach area.
South Beach is also host to 150 clubs and other venues which close at 5 a.m.
South Beach can be expensive, and access to nightclubs is often difficult for non-
locals who do not have connections. Access to the most popular nightspots can
cost $20-$60 and can sometimes come with a wait of several hours.
Cartier never had to wait because Miquel had the hookup. When doormen saw
him, they automatically unhooked the velvet rope.
Cartier had a succession of one-night stands with models, one sexual encounter
took place in the bedroom of an ocean front mansion; but his heart still ached for
Dayna despite her HIV status, although he had no plans to reunite, it was going
to take time to get over her.
The next morning, the personal chef prepared Lauryn’s breakfast: French Toast
dipped in vanilla cream with cinnamon batter and chicken apple sausage.
By late afternoon, Lauryn had decided to have Miquel accompany her to a jazz
dinner club where Will Downing and Angela Winbush were performing, they
arrived, surrounded by three of Miquel’s bodyguards. Lauryn’s identity was
shaded by a fashionable hat that blended in well with her designer attire.
They decided not to order dinner doing the show since the chef was preparing
the truffle back at the mansion.
When they returned home, after they finished dinner, Miquel asked to speak to
He tried to talk her out of going to New York; it’s too risky. He also told her she
could use his staff of lawyers instead of the attorney she wanted to use from the
message board. Lauryn said, no thank you, I know what I’m doing; you have to
trust me but Lauryn did agree to Miquel’s suggestion to take Hans (Ricardo’s
bodyguard/driver) with her.
Two hours later, Lauryn, Cartier, and Hans were boarding a private jet on the
private airstrip adjacent to the mansion.
While in flight, Lauryn contacted the leader (Mr. St. Angelo) of a worldwide drug
syndicate that specialized in the import, possession and distribution of the African
Khat is a flowering evergreen shrub native to East Africa and the Arabian
Peninsula, where it’s widely used as a stimulant.
Lauryn set St. Angelo up with a buyer who was interested in buying thousands of
pounds of the drug. St. Angelo agreed to reward her with a six figure referral fee.
She told him to wire the money into one of her overseas accounts. After she
recited the account number, she hung up.
When they arrived in New York, a limousine picked them up on a private airstrip
and whisked them away to a 5-star hotel.
The next day, Lauryn and Cartier had an expensive lunch in the hotel restaurant,
consisting of: Grilled Prime Rib, roasted potatoes and salad. Topped off with an
expensive red wine (Gaja Langhe Sori Tildin 1997) priced at nearly $1,000 per
bottle as the fireplace in the restaurant dining room crackled in the background.
When they finished lunch, Lauryn called Hans, he brought the limo around, they
got in and rode in silence to the courthouse.
The next day, the Cumming’s men sat around the kitchen table drinking beer.
The old man spoke up, Mark, you really serious about that darkie locked up in
the basement or was that the booze talking last night? Because, I say we take
her out back and whip her good, let her take the punishment for a Black man
winning the Presidency, can you believe that shit? What is this world coming to,
all those race traitors voting him into office. Hitler must be turning over in his
grave. We near end times.
Mark sat up straight and said, daddy, I’m with you on that, it’s a disgrace, a damn
shame, but about that darkie, I ain’t never been so serious about anything in my
life and you would feel the same way if you saw what I saw. She got black magic
Mark scooted his chair up closer to the table and said, listen up! This what we
gonna do. I been thinking, we can diversify her black ass. After she cure daddy
of his Parkinson’s and prove her worth we can then advertise her to white power
groups, we can even put her photo on that website for white power pedophiles,
and advertise her as an sex slave. Anybody, whether they a pedophile or not
and they’re sick or ailing can pay us a pretty penny for her to cure them from all
over the world and our message can live on forever.
With that, Mark got up and took a bowl and spoon out of the dishwasher, he
poured raisin bran in the bowl and then poured in the milk. He took the bowl
down to the basement and gave it to Annie. Before he left, he said, you eat up
girl, when I come back, I want to see this bowl licked clean?
Annie nervously nodded her head.
The old man wanted to stay busy, so he decided to go outside and tinker under
the hood of his truck, as much as he could, despite the numbness in both of his
Meanwhile, Mark and Michael went to a redneck biker bar. Over beers, they
agreed to have sex with Annie to break her in when they returned home since
their white trash girlfriends had left them, neither woman could deal with the
constant racial slurs and conversation that came out of their mouths.
The plan went awry when they returned home pissy drunk. They staggered in
the house. Michael collapsed on the couch and Mark went to his bedroom and
fell out on his bed.
Lear had everyone gathered around a big table. She said, our first priority is
finding my niece, Annie. She was abducted hours ago, the assailant looked
familiar but I still can’t place him.
We need to canvas the underground garage for potential witnesses and we need
to check the surveillance footage from the garage. We will split up into two
Nikki and Phelps can check the footage and Dayna and I will canvas for
I also have an associate keeping an eye out on kiddie porn websites, in case this
bastard is a pedophile.
Jacks won’t be joining us on this assignment. G-Mac has regained
consciousness so Jacks and the kids are at the hospital.
But, she wishes us luck on this assignment.
Mark and Michael were worried, their dad was having a bad day and had yet to
get out of bed. Mark took the initiative and went downstairs. He unchained
Annie and forcibly brought up upstairs. He started hollering. Gal! You gonna
cure my daddy and you gonna cure him now! He started pushing her towards
Paul Cummings’ bedroom.
A frightened Annie walked towards Paul Cummings’ and looked down. Even she
could tell that this old man was in bad shape, he had a shortness of breath and
he kept wheezing. Mark broke her train of thought, screaming, gal, didn’t I tell
you to cure my daddy! Do it now!
Annie shivered as she slowly placed her hands on his chest, like she did with G-
Mac. She closed her eyes and recited the Lords prayer.
Nothing, instead, Paul started breathing heavier. She tried again. Behind her,
Mark was pacing and Michael stared transfixed from the doorway.
Mark screamed, why isn’t it working? I saw what you did back at that hospital,
why isn’t it working now?
Annie slowly turned around and mumbled, maybe because it isn’t Easter. When
I cured that man in the hospital, it was Easter. That’s when my hands and feet
bleed, on Easter Day. Both brothers exchanged worried looks.
Without explanation, Mark shoved Annie towards the basement door, he then
opened the door and roughly pushed her through, she almost fell down the stairs
but she was able to regain her balance.
She felt her way down the stairs in the pitch dark. She fumbled until she found
the small cot. She laid down and cried herself to sleep.
Upstairs, Mark told Michael, that darkie is plain useless. We’ll just have to make
do with her being a sex slave with voodoo powers that occur one day out of the
Mark added, remember when I got jailed for a DUI? Michael nodded. Mark said,
well, my cellmate was Nelson Adler, the son of that rich family that lives across
town. Everybody around these parts knows about Nelson liking little girls and
how the family covers it up, paying everyone off when he gets picked up. Shit,
I’m thinking, maybe we can make some big money by selling that gal off to that
If that doesn’t work. Michael, I’m going to need you to create a site, we’ll upload
photos and we’ll try and sell that gal off to the highest bidder in our white power
network if Nelson doesn’t bite. We’ll advertise her as an 21st Century slave with
mystical healing powers.
Meanwhile, let me make contact with Nelson. He always hangs out at that bar
outside of town getting plastered.
While I’m out, find your camera equipment, and here’s some money, go buy that
gal some real sexy lingerie, lipstick and makeup. Dress her up and go downstairs
and film her in real sexy poses.
Oh yeah, before I forget, buy some new and shiny wrist and ankle shackles. We
gonna have that gal looking look a real life slave.
And, if Nelson don’t bite, I want everything in place when I return and we can
upload your footage to a kiddie porn auction site. We’ll hold a slave auction for
her black ass, just like our ancestors did back in the good old days.
Michael stood up and said, I’m on it big brother!
Mark grabbed his coat and headed out the door.
A few hours later, Mark returned home defeated. He told Michael, Nelson didn’t
take the bait, that sick fuck wanted me to find him a little blonde girl with blue
eyes. He actually thought I was his personal sex trafficker.
Michael said, no worries, come downstairs, wait till you see what I got set up.
Mark followed Michael downstairs and saw a terrified Annie dressed up in
lingerie with gleaming shackles on her ankles and wrists. Michael had even
smeared red lipstick on her lips.
Mark was very satisfied and turned to Michael and said, good job baby brother,
he then patted him on the back. He added, have you taken the photos? Michael
nodded and said yep, I uploaded them about 30 minutes ago to several
pedophile auction websites.
All we got to do is sit back and wait for the winning bid. Lets go back upstairs
and watch the bidding from our laptops.
After Vail and David checked out of their Las Vegas suite, a limo took them to a
private airstrip, they boarded a lear jet, destination Dubai. They were invited to a
Dubai golf tournament and they planned to take in a polo match as well. Vail
took the opportunity to re-read the “all black” issue of “Italia Vogue,” on the plane.
When they arrived in Dubai, Vail and David stayed at the world’s most expensive
hotel, “Atlantis,” valued at $1.5 billion dollars, located on the ultra luxurious-man-
made Palm Jumeriah island. This hotel is so exclusive, that management paid a
recording artist $3 million dollars on opening night to perform a hour set for 2,000
celebrities who flew in to enjoy the festivities among royals and sheiks.
The couple stayed in the 2750 square foot Presidential suite ($25,000 per night),
located on the tower’s top floor. You gain entry via a private elevator that
ascends to your suite.
Once inside, a grand balcony extends the full width of the suite revealing
dramatic and sweeping ocean views.
Later that evening, David and Vail arrived at the “Atlantis” casino, adjacent to the
hotel. Vail watched while David played Roulette.
The next morning, Vail arrived at the Atlantis spa for a facial and massage.
From Dubai, they flew in a chartered jet to Europe, after they departed the plane,
they got into a stretch limo that took them to a luxury yacht charter service. They
boarded the yacht, later, the yacht deposited them in Monaco, where they took
another limo to the Monaco Grand Prix to watch Lewis Hamilton race.
When the couple returned to Rome, David pre-paid $400,000 for two space
tourism tickets. A billionaire had financed a private space ship to be constructed
to carry six passengers into space and David reserved two seats with his down
payment for him and Vail.
A few days later, a scandal erupted regarding Vail’s modeling agency. With the
exception of the supermodel division that Vail belonged to, other divisions were
being accused of pimping girls out on the side.
Later that evening, Vail attended a party populated with models, the scandal was
the talk of the evening. There were so many drugs on the premises that Vail felt
uncomfortable. She went through the house looking for her girls Harlow and
Sinnamon but couldn’t find them. Instead she found models shooting up, having
sex with each other and indulging in all types of illicit behavior.
This was the straw that broke the camel’s book, she wanted out!
She needed a fresh start where she could make money using her brain instead
of her beauty.
The next morning, she leafed through her purse and found Susan’s number. The
phone was answered on the third ring, Vail said, hi Susan! I don’t know if you
remember me, I’m Vail, I met you and your husband a few weeks ago in Las
Susan said, of course I remember you, how are you?
Vail explained to Susan the pitfalls of the modeling industry. Susan listened with
a sympathetic ear. After Vail finished, Susan told her she had business in Rome
in a week, they should get together and talk over lunch. Vail agreed.
After Susan hung up, she turned to Tom and said. That was Vail; I think we’ll
have her on board soon.
The limousine deposited Lauryn off near the courthouse; Cartier opted to stay in
the car. Lauryn was a sight to behold as she exited the limo in a Marc Jacobs
firm fitting skirt suit (black) and a black hat with a veil pulled down to cover her
She entered the courthouse, so far so good, no one seemed to recognize her
although every man looked at her in a lustful manner from afar.
She passed through the metal detector without delay and went inside a
courtroom. She sat in the back and watched attorney Don Hartley cross-
examine his prosecution witness.
Don Hartley: Mr. Bradley, can you point out the man in this courtroom who fatally
stabbed Christopher Rollins to death at “Arsenic 2,” nightclub on the night of
January 27, 2008?
Alan Bradley: Yes, he’s sitting right over there at the defense table, Alan pointed
at Karl Rowe.
Don: No further questions.
Lauryn watched as a very attractive black woman stood up from her seat and
approached the witness stand. This had to be “litigating,” real name: Dominique
She was a Halle Berry type with curves and long hair.
Lauryn could tell Dominique was a style maven just by her attire: A classic tight
fitting Valentino dress that complimented her perfect figure.
And, Dominique’s fragrance of “Imperial Majesty” (No.1) lingered in the
courtroom. This perfume is the most expensive perfume in the world; a 16.90
ounce bottle is priced at $215,000 dollars.
For dramatic effect, Dominique took her time walking to the witness stand as
every man in the courthouse hungrily followed her every move with their eyes.
She stopped in front of the witness stand and said, Mr Bradley, how can you be
sure my client stabbed Christopher Rollins. The surveillance footage was grainy
and you only saw the back of the perpetrator while he was stabbing the victim?
Alan Bradley replied with confidence, I’m sure because I have a photographic
memory. I don’t forget faces, that’s one of the reasons the club hired me as a
doorman because I’m good with faces and numbers, that talent comes in handy
when you’re a club employee and I remember the outfit your client wore that
night which clearly matches the clothes worn by the perpetrator in our
surveillance video. I stand by my testimony, same clothes, same size. It’s him!
Don’t you think it’s coincidental that your client was there the same night of the
Dominique answered, Mr. Bradley, I’m the one asking the questions and I would
like to ask you one last question. Are you sure you never forget faces? Bradley
leaned forward with confidence before answering: That’s right, I never forget
Have you ever seen me before, outside of this courtroom, Mr. Bradley?
Can’t say that I have.
Dominique quickly said, your honor, I would like to introduce exhibit A. The judge
looked at Don Hartley, do you object, Mr. Hartley? Hartley was so confident of a
win, this was a slam-dunk case, so, against his better judgment, he didn’t object.
A projector was set up.
The lights were shut off and Dominique moved towards the screen with grace
and class in her Jimmy Choo pumps.
She turned to the jury and said, this was two nights ago, at 11:08 p.m., which the
date stamp confirms, as you can see from this video footage, that’s me at the
“Arsenic 2,” nightclub, and that’s Mr. Bradley stamping my hand before I enter
the club with a few friends. I’m not dressed in disguise as you can see, I’m clearly
recognizable to someone with a photographic memory.
A hush fell over the courtroom, you could hear a pin drop.
Dominique continued, looking at the jury for full effect.
Now, if you remember correctly, a few minutes ago, Mr. Bradley said he had
never seen me before but there I am, as she turned around and pointed to the
screen. You can see me being ushered into a club by Mr. Bradley who testified
to having a photographic memory.
Bradley looked around the courtroom nervously but he avoided Don Hartley’s
Just then, Don Hartley shot up, screaming, objection!
The judge said, overruled.
Lauryn was impressed as she got up and left.
A hour later, the jury found Karl Rowe not guilty of murder.
Dominique was ecstatic as she left the courtroom with Karl Rowe in tow.
Dominique answered a few questions for the media, bid Rowe goodbye and then
proceeded to her car.
Before she reached her 2009 Jaguar convertible XKR. Dominique was
approached by a man in a dark suit and sunglasses.
He introduced himself as Hans Boudreaux.
Miss Desiree, I have a very rich client who would like to hire you, she’s in the
limousine over there, he pointed to a limo.
From a distance, Lauryn could see that Dominique was hesitant, so she stepped
out of the limo and motioned for her.
Dominique was relieved to see a expensively dressed woman step out of the
limo, she couldn’t tell what race the woman was because her face was hidden by
a stylish veil.
Dominique followed Hans to the car, Hans opened the door and Dominique
climbed in to face Lauryn and Cartier.
Herman West was born Andrew Sullivan. He was an olive skinned white man
with thick wavy hair. He always had aspirations of being a TV evangelist.
He realized early on that it was a lot of money in organized religion. The only
problem, the field was overcrowded with white men.
Several big named preachers were making millions of dollars and there wasn’t
room for one more.
Andrew decided to reinvent himself. He changed his name to Herman West and
moved to a small town outside of Los Angeles and started passing as a light
skinned black man. He told everyone he was a Creole from New Orleans and
everyone believed him.
Since both of his parents were dead and he was the only child, his background
was pretty much untraceable. If anyone from his past or childhood recognized
him, he could always say his parents were passing for white when he was a child
and he felt was morally wrong, and this was the reason he embraced his African-
Herman became a fixture in the black community and even married an African-
American woman who bore him two kids.
A few years later, he had saved enough to have an old church renovated. Over
time, the church became the premiere place of worship in the black community.
On Sundays, you had to arrive early to find a seat. West preached to overflow
crowds and money from the collection plates kept him in a nice home and luxury
West even became a community leader and appeared on talk shows. Local
politicians also courted him when they needed the black vote.
His power and influence didn’t go unnoticed. He came to the attention of a very
wealthy corporate group who wanted to financially back him in a mega church
deal that included two ATM machines in the church. West was ecstatic and
accepted their proposal.
They would be breaking ground on the new project in a few weeks.
West kept up this black man charade but deep down in his heart, he was only
using his family and the black community for financial gain.
In his mind, due to his white appearance, he would go where no other black
preacher had gone, mainstream, which meant millions in his pockets.
He planned to abandon his family after he reached his financial goals. He would
vanish and take up with a white woman overseas after his mission was
He really didn’t care for blacks; he simply tolerated his family and the community.
Away from them, he shared the same racist views as bigots.
He was even an online member of several hate websites. He went under the
username “Jim Crow.”
And, despite a strong family front, West held an even darker secret, he was a
He had to come up with an excuse to give his wife later because he planned to
sneak out and attend a very discreet meeting of local pedophiles that he had met
on the internet. All members wore the same type of bracelet, so they could
recognize each other in public places.
Later that night, he told his wife he had church business and drove across town
to a nondescript house where the pedophile meeting was held.
The men sat around and told sick stories about underage girls and some gave
tips on how to lure children but the story that got Herman’s attention was from a
guy named Mel, he was talking about a live auction currently taking place to buy
a underage black girl being advertised as an 21st Century slave; the bidding had
This got Herman to thinking. Hell, he could keep the girl captive in the shed a
few miles down from his family home. The same shed that he kept his scripture
notes in and other church related things. He banned his family from the shed
when he first started storing stuff in it and he had three locks on the door and
bars on the windows.
It would be the perfect place to play out his white master/slave fantasies.
He approached Mel and asked him for the url of the site.
He then left the party and went to an Internet cafe to log on.
It was one hour left, the bidding was fast and furious but Herman managed to
outbid everyone when he went $5,000 dollars over the top bid.
When the bidding ended, Annie had been sold for $10,000 dollars.
Herman was emailed an address, and a pickup date (24 hours) and the seller’s
request for cash on delivery. The next morning, Herman arrived at his bank and
withdrew $10,000 dollars.
At that precise moment, Lear got a call from her contact, he told her that Annie’s
image was on a pedophile auction website and she had been sold. Lear told him
to trace the IP of the seller and call her back with a physical address.
She then contacted Dayna, Nikki and Phelps, she told them to report back to
As soon as Dayna, Nikki and Phelps walked through the door, Lear was hanging
up the phone. She said, okay, gather around. I have the physical address to
where my niece is being held.
We will be moving on this residence in a hour. My contact also said that Annie
has been sold on a pedophile auction site. I also have the buyer’s information,
he will do a pickup within the hour. Our tech also hacked into the buyer’s email
and printed out the email exchange for hardcopy evidence.
Dayna, since you’re not trained in field ops, you can be part of the surveillance
Mark was dancing a jig, he was so happy. He thought, maybe it wouldn’t be too
bad going in the black slavery business; the money was quick and easy. He now
thought of himself as an innovator, forget overseas white slavery, he had just
launched an un-tapped and untouched market, black slavery. He felt like a
pioneer for the new century
Both boys went in their father’s room and told him what they had accomplished,
he didn’t seem too interested until they got to the $10,000 dollar part. Then, the
old man sat up in the bed and said, I’m proud of you boys and we gonna have
fun spending all that money. Now go straighten up out front before the buyer
Meanwhile, outside, Federal authorities had the house under surveillance, they
were waiting for the buyer to show up.
Fifteen minutes later, a Mercedes pulled up in front of the house. A tall white
looking man got out clutching a duffel bag. He looked around nervously before
walking up the steps and ringing the bell. As Lear watched him through her
binoculars, she thought, he looks familiar, wait, is that Rev. Herman West?
Mark answered the door, after a brief discussion, the men shook hands and Mark
stepped aside for West to enter.
Mark led West to the kitchen table and motioned for him to sit down. He then
told Michael, go fetch that gal.
Annie was led up the stairs by a slave collar attached to her neck.
As soon as the basement door closed behind Michael, authorities broke down
the front door. Nikki, Phelps and other agents had their guns drawn ordering
Lear ran to Annie and retrieved her.
Just then, the old man came out of his bedroom demanding to know what was
going on? He was ignored as Mark, Michael and Herman West were led out in
West was trying to explain to authorities that he was an important man and had
showed up to buy a car, it was all an mistake and he had to be released. West
was led to a police cruiser and deposited in the back seat.
Meanwhile, Lear asked Annie, are you okay sweetheart? I’m so sorry. Annie
said, It’s not your fault Auntie but those men were crazy and really mean and
they called me a lot of racist things but other than that I’m fine, just tired and
Lear looked directly in Annie eyes and asked carefully, those men didn’t do
anything to you, they didn’t touch you or anything, did they? No Auntie, nothing
Lear embraced her and said, I promise you honey, those men will be punished to
the fullest extend of the law. Okay darling? Annie nodded. Okay sweetie, Auntie
is going to take you home.
Next Day Headlines:
“Reverend Herman West Caught In Pedophile Sting Trying To Purchase
Underage Girl.” Additional information confirms that Herman West is actually a
Caucasian man posing as a black man.
West’s congregation was shocked at the allegations. Most people started
distancing themselves from West but a few die-hard churchgoers continued to
support him. His wife filed for divorce and his corporate backers backed out of
the mega church deal.
West pleaded guilty after the email exchanges were introduced into evidence and
is currently serving a 7-year-sentence.
Mark and Michael Cummings pled guilty and are currently serving a 15-year
sentence for sex trafficking, pandering and child endangerment.
Paul Cummings misses his sons and spends his good days watching Hitler
documentaries or reading neo-nazi books.
Meanwhile, Lear had her hands full with a new assignment. The team was hot on
the trail of a pedophile couple (Klaude and Rhonda) who met through a local sex
Rhonda was a manicurist at a mall frequented by teenagers from the nearby high
school. She groomed future female victims by giving them alcohol and weed.
When she gained their trust, she would invite them over to party.
Once the girls arrived, she gave them drinks laced with GHB. When they were
unconscious, she and Klaude (her boyfriend) would videotape themselves having
sex with the girls.
When they were done, the girls were moved to a couch in the living room.
Klaude would then disappear.
When the girls awoke, Rhonda would play innocent and tell them they had drunk
so much, they passed out.
But, one of the girls was sore, when she returned home, she noticed bruising and
abrasions on her genital area and went to the police.
Klaude and Rhonda went on the run.
Lear and company busted them at a rest stop, 100 miles outside of town. Where
they were taken into custody.
A Month Later:
Lear was in a meeting with Nikki, Phelps, Dayna and two freelance contractors,
Ashley Perry and Mimi Ramirez.
Assignment: To hunt down and arrest fugitives Lauryn and Cartier Allen, effective
Dayna was the last one to get up and leave, Lear told Dayna, can you stay
behind, I need to talk to you. Dayna said sure, Lear said, I want you to sit this
one out. My superiors think you might have gotten too close the first time around
and they don’t want this case compromised again so why don’t you take some
time off and spend it with your fiance Mario.
Dayna was too shocked to respond but she did what she was told.
Dominique settled into the back seat of the limo. The fashionably dressed
woman and a nice looking man sat to the left of her. Something about them
seemed familiar but she couldn’t put her finger on it. She could barely make out
the facial features of this mysterious woman behind the veil, from what little she
could see, she was certain the woman was an African-American.
The woman never introduced herself nor did she introduce the man, instead she
got right down to business.
Miss Desiree, I don’t mean to startle you but I had you tracked down via the
Panache Report.com boards. Dominique was stunned. Lauryn quickly said,
don’t worry, not everyone can breach your privacy via the Internet but I have the
manpower and the resources to do so.
I enjoyed reading your chatter about legal situations, you appear very savvy and
great legal minds are an asset for me.
Therefore, I came all the way here to speak to you in person. For now, I have
one request. I need an additional outlet to stash large amounts of currency.
And, I need you to help me with this.
Dominique replied, I would suggest you stash the money in Uruguay, South
America in an offshore company that I’m familiar with. This company has the
strongest bank secrecy law in the world and you can open an account in 8
This institution also offers: Secret bank accounts/wires, anonymous brokerage
accounts, anonymous offshore credit/debit cards.
Dominique then wrote down the url and gave it to Lauryn. While Lauryn was
reading the url, Dominique noticed Cartier staring at her behind a baseball cap
and shades. It was an intense look, she found herself blushing and he smiled.
Despite his disguise, she could tell he was very good looking.
Lauryn slid an expensive designer duffel bag towards Dominique and thanked
her for her time. Before she got out of the limo, Cartier asked for a business
card, she went in her purse and handed him a gold plated business card with her
contact information, he was impressed.
As Dominique turned around to open the car door, Lauryn said, I’ll be in touch;
When she returned to her Jaguar, she opened the duffel bag and found $15,000
worth of neatly stacked hundred dollar bills. A note was attached to the money
that read: Miss Desiree, a $100,000 retainer has been wired into your savings
account in case anything should come up unexpectedly (regarding myself) which
would require your immediate attention.
Dominique called her bank and sure enough, $100,000 had been wired into her
account earlier that morning.
Later, Dominique joined her friends Sable, Madison, and Monroe at their favorite
She told her friends about the mysterious rich woman. They were impressed.
Sable told her, darling, it’s your time, you just won a big case and now clients are
seeking you out from the Internet. You are it darling! Your time has arrived!
Monroe spoke up, lets have a toast, they raised their glasses and gave
Dominique a toast.
Later, Dominique hit the dance floor with Monroe. Monroe was striking poses all
over the place. He was a riot. Across the room, Sable was doing her eccentric
dance moves that had the crowd in awe.
When Dominique returned home that evening, for some reason, she couldn’t get
the man from the limo (Cartier) off her mind, the way he looked at her still
lingered and it was obvious they shared an unspoken chemistry. She couldn’t
wait for him to call.
Susan flew to Rome, Italy and hooked up with Vail. From there, they went to
Sicily and Ibiza, Spain. Over lunch at an outdoor cafe, Vail confided to Susan
that she was going to quit modeling after she returned back from the Presidential
inauguration with David.
Susan nodded sympathetically and encouraged her to leave the fashion industry.
After they finished lunch, Susan told her about a job opportunity in the espionage
sector that would fit her perfectly. Vail was all ears. Susan added that the job
paid a seven figure salary and involved exotic travel but she was not at liberty to
reveal more. Vail was ecstatic; this type of job would fulfill her spy fantasies.
Susan left the following day and promised to keep in touch, Susan also reminded
Vail to call her when she quit modeling because she had an inside track on the
Tips came in about Lauryn and Cartier but they didn’t pan out, the trail went cold.
Lear even checked with her overseas contacts, they had nothing new to report.
The case was officially stalled.
In the meantime, Lear occupied her time with fixer work through her “invisible
firm.” She had recently launched a division devoted to “invisible clients.” People
who fall in this category are powerful and rich; this division is classified as “high-
end referral only.” Everything about this firm was invisible. Including Lear’s blog.
You could only access her blog via an encrypted link which led you to a web
page that was untraceable and unreachable.
Lear’s “real time” invisible assignments were sent via encrypted email or
delivered in hard copy fashion via private courier with instructions to shred the
hard copy info once the assignment is completed.
Lear met the majority of her invisible clients but there were a few who chose to
remain anonymous, she never heard their voice, everything was done via
computer with top-notch security measures.
The invisible clients she met were the cream of the crop: An Academy Award
winning actor, sports superstars, a singing diva, a 5-star General, a royal
playboy, a few supermodels and Senators & Governors.
Whenever Lear worked for an oil rich politician, he always supplied her
(worldwide) transportation via a Gulf Stream jet and he dispatched his 4 member
security team to shadow her in a triangular formation used by intelligence
One afternoon, Lear received a call from a perspective client (on a secure line
using a computer enhanced voice) who was offering $1 million dollars for Lear to
come up with an assassination scenario that couldn’t be traced back to him, what
made this request unusual, he didn’t want to hire a contract killer. He wanted the
murder to look like an accident.
Lear asked him to send a dossier of the target. She scanned it quickly and went
to her “Hands Off/Kill Methods” database.
She came up with three scenarios from her files. “Blow Fish Bladder.” Any type of
food with the exception of dairy products could be soaked in blowfish bladder,
when the target ate the food, he would have severe ailments similar to a heart
attack and die.
Next up, “Muscle Inhibitor.” You could take the target swimming and spray
muscle inhibitor in his direction, he would cramp up, from head to toe and sink in
the water, his death would be ruled an accidental drowning.
Last on the list was “Vanilla Gel,” just then, a light bulb went off in her head
because she remembered something from the target’s dossier.
Lear picked up the target’s dossier and immediately saw what she was looking
She noticed the target was an avid hunter who went big game hunting on a
regular basis during hunting season. Hunting season had just started.
Lear went out and bought the most expensive hunting vest she could find. She
then purchased vanilla gel; odorless to the human nose.
She returned to her office and rubbed vanilla gel all over the vest, back and front.
She then called her client (on a secure line) and told him to wire half up front,
$500,000 into her Swiss Bank Account. After the money was received. She
would send him a package. The contents in the package were to be given to the
target as an gift, after the accident occurred, she expected the remaining
$500,000 to be wired into the same account. The client agreed to her terms and
gave her an untraceable mailing address
After Lear received confirmation of the wire transfer. She packaged the vest and
had an assistant mail it.
Two weeks later, headlines read: Barry Jansen, a COO for a billion dollar company
was tragically mauled by a Black Bear and rare mountain lion in Alberta, Canada
while taking part in a hunting exhibition. He was dismembered and torn to
shreds; his clothes were also torn to bits and pieces, a tragic accident. None of
the other hunters were injured. Case closed!
If the investigation would have been expanded, it may have been discovered that
the vanilla gel on his vest attracted the animals to him (specifically).
A day later, the balance of ($500,000) was wired into her account.
A week later, Lear was notified by an espionage contact that a high powered and
very wealthy lobbyist was conducting a background check on her prior to hiring
her for an “beyond top secret assignment.”
Lear found this bit of information odd, despite her sterling credentials and word of
mouth expertise throughout the espionage community, this man still wanted to
check her out. She counter attacked and had him checked out. His dossier
revealed that he was a racist with extreme right wing leanings.
Lear was flabbergasted, despite a black man winning the Presidency of the
United States; people still second-guessed African-Americans.
When the Lobbyist called and offered Lear the assignment attached with a mid
six-figure salary, she declined. He was taken aback and caught off guard. Lear
stuck to her guns before hanging up.
Lear also ran a separate division known as “M/M,” aka “Miracle Meds.” This
division worked with super rich families who were going through a medical crisis;
Lear would dispatch a team overseas to compile drugs proven effective but not
FDA approved. Skeptics thought these miracle drugs would never be approved
because if they were, they would bankrupt pharmaceutical companies across the
Lear recently obtained a herb, considered a miracle drug that was deemed very
effective as an anti-depressant without the side effects. A billionaire bought the
drug for his son who was bi-polar.
The billionaire had recently read articles on how several people took their own
families out in a reign of violence after suffering the side effects from a popular
anti-depressant drug. He didn’t want his son to afflict the same type of tragedy
and devastation so he hired Lear to obtain the “very hard to get,” herb.
One evening, a well-known comic called Lear. His son (Toby) was a heroin
addict and the tabloids were about to break the story. Not only did Lear kill the
story she also offered to take the son out of the country and onto a private ship
run by a rogue doctor named Kostas.
Dr. Kostas and his staff used this vessel to house and treat heroin addicts with a
miracle drug which is illegal in the United States. Nor is this drug FDA approved.
It’s been banned in most of Europe and the United States since 1913.
With this drug, addicts don’t have withdrawal symptoms and former addicts who
underwent Dr. Kostas treatment say they no longer have the urge to use.
Research also suggests that the drug is useful in treating dependence to other
substances such as alcohol, methamphetamine, and nicotine.
After Toby’s treatment was completed, he came back to the U.S. cured of his
heroin addiction. On top of her fixer fee, Toby’s father was so ecstatic he tipped
Lear an additional $10,000 dollars.
Later that day, Vail was contacted by a black opera diva. Her beloved husband
had asbestos-related mesothelioma-known as a slow and painful death which
ravages your lungs in the process.
The diva hired Lear to obtain nembutal, commonly known as “death in a bottle.”
The drug is tightly regulated in most countries and is sold for $30 dollars an
ounce on the black market. Nembutal has a bitter taste that takes your breath
away. After it’s ingested, you go to sleep and then you die. It’s for people
seeking a quick and painless death.
Lear sent an “underworld courier,” to obtain the drug from a Tijuana contact
known as the “death tour guide.” The courier returned with the drug in 24 hours.
The diva was contacted (and told to bring the money) and the exchange was
Later that day, a multi-millionaire cattle baron by the name of Bobby Bowden and
his wife Crickett contacted Lear. Crickett’s mother was suffering from painful
arthritis and her prescribed medications were useless. It had gotten so bad, she
was bed ridden and could barely move her limbs.
Lear put in an emergency request and was able to get a miracle drug (yet to be
FDA Approved). The shipment arrived the next day. Two days later, Crickett
arranged to meet Lear at a cafe. She profusely thanked Lear as she handed her
an envelope stuffed with cash. Apparently, Crickett’s mother recovered after
applying the rubbing alcohol like drug to her limbs. The pain disappeared
immediately, now, she was able to get around (pain free).
Lear was also able to obtain other medications that weren’t advertised, like a
drug developed doing the cold war (considered a battlefield weapon) which had
the capability to destroy an individual’s frontal lobe memory. This drug basically
destroys your mind and wipes it clean. After ingesting it (intravenously), a few
minutes later, your mind is completely blank and everyone and everything is
Lear could also get her hands on high tech medical equipment that had yet to
reach the “open market.”
Vail and David arrived in Washington for the Presidential Inauguration on 1/18/09
and checked into the Watergate Hotel. Later, they had lunch at the popular
“1789,” restaurant in Georgetown. That evening, they attended a fashion show
and lunch at the Ritz Carlton.
The next day, they dined on French Belgian cuisine at Marcel’s restaurant.
On 1/20/09, Vail beamed with pride as Barack Obama’s was sworn in as the
President of The United States. Later, Vail and David participated in the
Presidential inauguration parade.
That night, Vail wore a Roberto Cavelli gown and David wore a tailored Saville
Rowe tuxedo. They arrived in style at several official (VIP) inaugural balls via
limousine. They also attended a function at the Corcoran Gallery Of Art ($1,000
Two weeks after Vail returned to Rome, she gave a press conference to
announce her retirement from modeling.
Later that night, her girls Harlow and Sinnamon gave her a going away party
packed with male and female models and movie stars. They feasted on Beluga
caviar, an assortment of seafood and Dom Perignon.
Immediately, David started distancing himself from her because she was no
longer a celebrity trophy on his arm attracting publicity. His actions didn’t seem to
affect Vail because she had never loved him.
Surprisingly, David didn’t make a fuss regarding the expensive gifts he had
lavished on her; including the Lamborghini. He told Vail she could keep all the
gifts, they parted on good terms and agreed to remain friends.
Vail contacted Susan, they made plans to meet the following week in Los
Dominique Desiree awoke in her New York triplex apartment located in Tribeca.
Her luxurious residence was 12,000 square feet and located on 3 floors. Her
triplex also included an exercise room (including a steam room) with white
marble floors and views of the Hudson River and Midtown Manhattan.
This apartment also had four closets. One was reserved for shoes. Dominique
currently had over 1,500 pair of high-end designer shoes occupying this space.
She had each pair catalogued so she could locate them quickly. She also logged
every item from her extensive wardrobe into a computer database.
Dominique got up and stretched, she then went into her briefcase and pulled out
legal briefs that she had planned to look over, just then, the phone rung. She
answered, her secretary told her, I have a man on the other line; he says he has
to talk to you; it’s urgent. Dominique told her to patch the call through. A man’s
voice asked, I hope you remember me? You met me in the back of a limo
yesterday, I’m still in town but my female associate flew back last night. I was
wondering if you would like to have lunch, I have an urgent legal matter I would
like to discuss with you.
Dominique said sure, and suggested an upscale restaurant they could meet at in
Dominique selected a Marc Jacobs dress from her closet accompanied by a pair
of Manola Blahnik shoes.
Cartier was waiting for her when she arrived at the restaurant. He introduced
himself as “C.” They ordered shellfish veloute and an 1982 bottle of Chateau
Marguaux, priced at $2,500.
Over lunch, they discussed everything but legal matters. Dominique realized that
Cartier used that as an ruse to have lunch with her.
Cartier paid the $3,000 lunch tab and he left a $650 dollar tip before they
departed. Before she knew it, Cartier had talked her into showing him the sights
in New York City. They jumped into a cab and went on a scenic tour.
Before the night was over, they agreed to stay in touch and went their separate
ways but not before Cartier asked for her personal phone number.
Dominique arrived back at her apartment, as soon as she walked through the
door, the phone started ringing, she picked it up, it was Cartier, he wanted to
make sure she arrived safely, she was touched by his concern and started
blushing. When she assured him of her safety, he bid her goodnight.
She went to bed that night with a smile on her face.
The next morning, Dominique was awakened by the phone, it was Cartier, again.
They proceeded to talk about everything under the sun for the next six hours
uninterrupted. Dominique refused to answer other calls beeping through on her
other line. When she asked about his association with the woman in the back of
the limo, he told her, that was his sister; she was relieved.
They agreed to go clubbing that night before hanging up.
After they both hung up, they both realized the same thing. Something serious
was happening here, a six-hour phone call with no interruption can only equal
one thing, love.
Dominique’s doorman helped her into a waiting limo where Cartier was waiting
with a dozen roses.
Dominique gave the driver the address to a super exclusive club. This club was a
playground for celebrities and powerbrokers seeking privacy, away from the
prying eyes of the paparazzi. Celebrities are ushered into a nondescript building.
Domique then turned to Cartier and asked him, what is your real name? He
playfully replied “C.” She said, yeah, right! Are you ever going to tell me? He
playfully said, maybe, maybe not.
She replied, I’m going out with a man I hardly know anything about; I don’t even
know your occupation.
Cartier lied and told her that he made his fortune in commercial real estate. This
enabled him to retire a young man.
They arrived, got out, went to the front of the line and were ushered in. The
music was pumping and the patrons were either celebrities or supermodels.
Dominique saw Sable in the distance with her financier boyfriend. Dominique got
Sable’s attention; Sable and her boyfriend got up and joined Dominique and
Cartier. Introductions were made and then both ladies excused themselves and
went to the ladies room.
Sable told Dominique, darling, he is gorgeous, where on earth did you find him?
Dominique replied, remember I was telling you and the crew about this
mysterious woman in a limo who gave me a duffel bag full of money to answer
one question? Sable nodded. Dominique said, well, that’s her brother, he was in
the back of the limo with us and he asked me for my phone number.
Sable said, girl, you hit the jackpot! Dominique said, now Miss Sable, you know
I’m an independent woman with my own money and my main attraction is
intellect but I have to admit, he’s not bad too look at and he has his own money.
He told me he’s a millionaire. Sable clutched her pearls in a dramatic fashion.
When they left the ladies room, both women joined the men at a private table in
the back. Later, both couples hit the dance floor.
Later, Cartier and Dominique got up to leave. Dominique embraced Sable and
told her she would call her in a few days.
As they were leaving, a bartender named Rex (a true crime buff) caught a
glimpse of them, he thought, that guy sure looks familiar, where have I seen him
The limo returned to Dominique’s triplex, Cartier leaned over and kissed her, she
responded. He then asked, can I come up? Dominique said no, I don’t have sex
this quickly with men I just meet. Cartier sat back disappointed and told her he
He then leaned forward and kissed her again. This time deeply. He gently
sucked on her tongue before she broke away smiling.
Cartier said, can I call you later this afternoon? She said, you better, as she
exited the limo.
Susan was waiting when Vail arrived at LAX; she was driving a Bentley. Susan
helped her with her luggage. Soon, the women were traveling down Mulholland
Drive. Susan told Vail they would retrieve Tom at their Hollywood Hills home,
from there, they would head to their beach house in super exclusive, Malibu
They picked Tom up and headed out to Malibu. When they arrived, they had a
meal of grill chicken fillets, salad and white wine.
Afterwards, they went into a spacious media room to talk business.
Susan told Vail, the job I told you about, it’s yours if you want it. Your salary will
be $100,000 or more per assignment. Vail let out a whistle. Susan continued,
you will work for a syndicate that Tom and I belong to. We work on assignments
that involve intelligence and international intrigue.
Vail’s eyes got big at the prospect of working for an intelligence firm as an secret
agent. Susan made sure to appeal to her secret agent sensibilities and
Susan added, do you have any questions? Vail said yes, is this work legal?
Susan quickly shot Tom a look of concern and continued, to us it is but to others,
it may not be. We like to think, what we do is for the greater good of mankind.
Vail said, you can’t give me a yes or no answer? Susan said no Vail, I can’t,
because everyone may vary on opinion, what may be legal to some, may not be
legal to others.
Vail continued, I don’t won’t to end up in prison. Susan reassured her by saying,
you will be protected within the walls of the shadow syndicate, an invisible
company with employees on 4 continents, we are worldwide and we are very
powerful and we protect our own. We have the best scientists, couriers, wet
work assassins and some of the brightest minds in this country. Your
assignments will vary and if you agree to our generous offer, your training can
Vail was overwhelmed and against her better judgment, she agreed to work for
the “shadow syndicate.” When she returned home, she googled the company but
found no information.
Vail’s first assignment was lightweight. She was hired as a plant in a “call girl
beard,” agency that specialized in beautiful female fronts for closeted gay men.
As planned, a closeted gay diplomat selected Vail to accompany him out of the
country. Vail arrived at the hotel and the diplomat answered the door in a robe.
Vail was relieved that he didn’t recognize her from her modeling days or her
cover may have been blown. He informed her that after he had his shower, they
would be ready.
Vail saw an opening and said, sir, while you do that, I can finish packing your
bags for you. The diplomat was impressed and told her that he hadn’t quite
finished and directed her to the luggage in the bedroom before he jumped in the
While he showered, Vail planted diamonds in his diplomatic pouch.
When they got to the airport, the diplomat was waved through customs without
inspection. Vail was inspected; afterwards, she was waved through.
When they arrived in Austria. Vail offered to give the diplomat a massage, she
rubbed his shoulders and refreshed his drink, spiking it with “liquid ecstasy,”
which makes you unconscious. When you wake up, you have no memory of
He was soon napping.
Vail took the opportunity to retrieve the diamonds from his pouch. She quietly left
the penthouse and met a contact where money was exchanged for the
She then wired the money to an overseas offshore account as instructed by
She returned to the penthouse. When the diplomat awoke, he gave her $5,000
and a $1,000 tip for packing his luggage and giving him a massage. He told her
he was really impressed with her, she went the extra mile and he would be
requesting her again. Vail thanked him and left.
She arrived at the airport to take a flight back to Los Angeles. She had a big
smile on her face and her adrenaline was pumping.
Her first time out and she was already a successful diamond smuggler, she
couldn’t wait for her next assignment.
Within 24 hours of her arrival back in Los Angeles, $100,000 dollars was wired
into her Swiss bank account that Susan and Tom helped her set up prior to the
Within the next few weeks, Vail had all of her stuff (including her Lamborghini)
shipped from Rome. Los Angeles was now her home base.
Meanwhile, the General of Shadow Syndicate-Andreas Xavier was halfway
across the world viewing information from his data card (black book). The data
card listed company operations on a global level; he was impressed, his invisible
empire generated nearly $1 billion dollars in illegal dealings last year.
One of Andreas most profitable divisions was an ‘illegal’ “stem cell center.” A
stem cell article that appeared in the SF Chronicle three years ago caught his
From that article, Andreas determined that stem cells could possibly replace
steroids in the sports arena and he could make a fortune in the process.
After the division was launched, the word got out discreetly among the world’s
top athletes in every sport imaginable: Football, Baseball, Basketball, Soccer,
Tennis, Cycling, Swimming, Track, etc. Andreas had a very elite clientele of
His doctors were able to heal their injuries, boost their strength and endurance
and provide a lasting edge over the competition. And the athlete didn’t have to
worry about failing random drug tests with the stem cell method.
Andreas’ doctors were injecting stem cells into healthy muscles to increase the
size and even restore them to their youthful capacity.
"You could potentially find a 40-year-old man with 20-year-old legs."
Andreas even had his doctors experimenting with gene doping, which involves
transferring genes into human cells to blend directly into an athlete's DNA, it is
thought than an athletes stem cells could be injected back into the body.
The regenerative powers of stem cells offered countless sporting possibilities,
such as increasing endurance, speed, flexibility and strength.
Andreas division also had a dozen professional soccer players as clients who
had frozen stem cells from their children's umbilical cords in their bank.
Stem cells successfully regenerated all the ligaments in the knees of several NFL
running backs seeking treatment at the center.
Stem cells also extended the careers of aging athletes, which meant, additional
The stem cell center grossed in excess of $25 million dollars last year.
Andreas was excited about his upcoming venture. He planned to launch a
division that would specialize in “fake papers.” He had already hired the top
“paper man,” in the world to get this division off the ground.
Fake HIV-negative papers would be sold to HIV-infected movie stars, adult stars,
sports figures, politicians and anyone else who had enough money to buy them.
These papers would look so authentic; the unsuspecting party would assume
they actually came from the desk of a qualified doctor. This division would also
provide top quality fake passports and green cards (ID packages).
Andreas also had several respected physicians on his payroll. They were
members of one of his divisions that illegally diverted millions of dollars worth of
AIDS drugs from medicaid recipients to resell on the black market.
This scheme fraudulently used medicaid funds to obtain millions of dollars in
human immune globulin, which is used to treat patients with AIDS.
One evening, Andreas got an idea from watching the dvd, “Chaos.” Later in the
week, he got in contact with Quan Chin.
Quan Chin was considered a hacker God in the geek world. Others considered
him the best hacker in the world. Quan had a Ph.D in computer science from an
Ivy League university.
Under Andreas, he supervised a team of world-class hackers who were referred
to as “The Firm.” It was no system in the world that they couldn’t hack into and
there was no system capable of logging them off. They could break any firewall.
Firm members were superstars in the hacker world and often attended
conventions. When they arrived, in full force, they were treated like rock stars.
They were even approached for autographs on a few occasions.
Before working for Andreas exclusively, this team worked for the government on
top-secret assignments, their projects included satellite locks on vehicle
Andreas handed (Quan) the DVD (Chaos) and asked him to watch it. After
Quan watched it, Andreas asked him, can you create the virus featured in the
film? Quan replied, yes! Give me 18 months.
Nearly two years later, Quan had created a virus that randomly withdraws money
(no two amounts are the same) from numerous worldwide accounts. None of the
withdrawals were over $100 dollars, so no red flags went up.
The virus then sets up a hosts of phantom accounts where the money sits
temporarily until it’s transferred to numerous accounts; never sitting long enough
to get an accurate fix on. This test run netted over $100 million dollars.
Last year, Andreas had “The Firm,” send out threatening (extortion) emails to
gambling sites, threatening to shut them down (on Super Bowl Sunday) unless
they wired $250,000 in an untraceable account. Some of the sites complied,
Andreas also had a “wet work,” division comprised of ex-espionage and elite
military operatives. These men were former Special Forces, Commando’s, Navy
Seals and Rangers, etc. Andreas acted as their invisible representative and
parceled them out for assassination, kidnappings, hijackings, precision robberies
and overthrowing foreign governments as well as the theft of European security,
etc. These men often worked in teams and were available to the highest bidder
at $5 million and up, per assignment.
Andreas was also rumored to have a membership website that sold weapons,
ultra light aeroplanes, tanks, surface-to-air missiles, grenade launchers, night-
vision goggles and landmines, in real time. To disguise his dealings, numerous
fast-changing firms with numerous fronts and names provided merchandise to
any client who could pay. Like Viktor Bout (Merchant of Death Arms Dealer)
Andreas had his pilots daub new identification numbers on fuselages to throw
authorities off. Andreas also sold millions of rounds of AK47 ammunition. He
was a considered an anti-celebrity in the shadowy underworld.
His contacts extended to warlords and Presidents of foreign countries.
Andreas loved to deal in natural resources (blood diamonds, timber, gold and
oil). He used them to help fuel conflicts.
Andreas’s illicit empire had so many divisions that he often referred to his S/S as:
“My Theaters of Engagement.”
To avoid the authorities from running a trap and trace on his phones, he and his
staff used an European dial back system based in Paris, this prevented cops
from tracing their calls.
Andreas considered himself an “International Man of Mystery.”
Andreas stood up from his desk. He was expecting the arrival of his top-secret
forensics firm. They were assigned to review his “command center.” They were
also assigned to fit his entire network with military grade encryption.
The ringing of his satellite cell phone interrupted his thoughts, it was Susan,
calling on a secure line, she gleefully told him their new recruit (Vail) passed her
first assignment with flying colors. Andreas replied, excellent.
I have a second assignment for her, with Ryder. Can you arrange a sit down
dinner, it would be important for her to meet Ryder before they undertake this
assignment together? Susan readily agreed and set the dinner for the following
A few minutes after Andreas hung up, his forensics team arrived. While they
went to work, he rushed out of headquarters to attend a shooting party he was
hosting on his vast estate, guarded by armed security.
His guests included blue chip arms dealers as well as millionaires and billionaires
from different fields. Later, all guests would attend an invitation only “arms fair,”
to view the latest in weaponry.
As Andreas sat in the back of his chauffeured driven Rolls Royce, he reflected
and reminisced on his childhood. As a small boy, Andreas used to tag along with
his father and older brother Dean during hunting season in England.
He loved hunting and he was a good shot.
Andreas was considered the brains of the family. His big brother was more of a
bully type. While Andreas got straight A’s in school, Dean would cut class and
hang out with a bad crowd.
After they graduated from high school, Andreas attended a local college and
Dean became the enforcer for a drug crew.
He got greedy and robbed an underground high stakes card game.
Only later, would he discover that one of his victims was a local mob boss. The
man put out a contract on his life.
When Dean found out, he confided in his little brother. Andreas devised a full
proof burglary plan for Dean and his friends. They were going to rob an art
gallery and give the art to the mob boss, in return for the contract being
From his computer, Andreas was able to hack into the museum security and
disable the alarms (sensors) prior to the robbery.
After the robbery, Dean personally delivered the art (worth millions) to the mob
boss and the contract was cancelled.
After Andreas graduated from college, he worked in his field but yearned for a big
payday. On his off days, he came up with an elaborate scheme when he read an
internet article on a man (Lars Hayworth) claiming to be a distant relative of John
F. Kennedy; the article was accompanied by a photo of Hayworth and JFK.
Hayworth was a U.S. citizen who now resided in Athens, Greece.
Andreas contacted Hayworth, posing as an reporter, Hayworth agreed to an
interview. The following weekend, Andreas arrived in Athens.
He interviewed Hayworth. After the interview, he excused himself to go to the
bathroom, in the bathroom, he stole Hayworth’s hair brush.
When he returned home, he planned to put his ingenious idea into motion.
Two weeks later, Andreas launched an underground site for childless rich
His on-site advertisement featured the photo of Lars Hayworth and John F.
Kennedy, beside it, was a photo of a lock of hair, the banner read: “We Have A
Lock of Kennedy Family Hair & You Can Clone A Child From It.”
Andreas didn’t care if the hair was authentic Kennedy DNA or if a kid could be
cloned from hair and he had no intention of sending the hair to the couples. He
came to the conclusion, anything involving the Kennedy name sparks interest
and some people were born suckers waiting to be ripped off.
The couples were encouraged to wire a $1000 processing fee into a numbered
account before the hair could be mailed to them, preserved in a plastic wrapping.
50 couples responded.
Andreas withdrew the $50,000 dollars and shut down the fly by night site before
the couples contacted the authorities, by then, his trail went cold. He took great
measures not to leave fingerprints in cyberspace.
It was the easiest $50,000 dollars he ever made. He liked the rush and from that
moment on, he decided to live a life of crime because it paid better.
Within the next five years, Andreas made the necessary connections to launch
Susan called a top catering service in Beverly Hills to book their services. She
then called Vail and invited her to the party; she also mentioned that her
presence was requested by the very elusive and never seen, Andreas Xavier.
Andreas was considered a ghost in espionage circles and he was the
mastermind behind Shadow Syndicate.
Vail told Susan, pick me up in Bel Air, we can go shopping on Rodeo Drive for
this special occasion.
While they were shopping, Vail was approached for autographs from fans who
recognized her from her modeling days.
Later that day, Susan talked Vail into joining a powerful and well-connected
espionage “think tank.”
The membership included like-minded individuals who could be helpful in future
endeavors involving both women. It was the ideal place to network and make
powerful connections throughout the world.
A few days later, the group had a meeting with members in the Los Angeles
area. Susan and Vail arrived fashionably late.
The women mingled and Vail enjoyed a delightful conversation with a beautiful
blonde model type who introduced herself as Xen. She recognized Vail, and told
her, you were always my favorite model. They continued discussing fashion, fine
cuisine and world events.
Vail noticed that Susan kept her distance from Xen. Before Vail and Susan left,
Xen gave Vail her phone number and asked her to call, so they could go
shopping at some of the upscale shops in Beverly Hills.
When they returned to the car, Vail asked Susan, why did you give Xen the silent
Susan took a deep breath and said, this is her backstory: I don’t know how she
gained membership into our group. I’m sure extracurricular activities took place.
Xen started off as a cocaine dealer who dealt exclusively with Wall Street clients.
She stopped selling drugs when she got word that the cops were going to be
Then, Xen became a con woman who specialized in the long con. She had a
male partner named Marty. They targeted married wealthy men worth $25
million or more for blackmail purposes. They selected them out of business
publications: The Wall Street Journal, Forbes and Fortune.
They made a good living until something went terribly wrong. One of the rich