MARIJUANA BUST NUMBER ONE-page two
As I was saying, While I sat and waited in the cell I notice a Watch tower hard cover book in the cell with me and I read it through. I prayed to God to change the herb to flowers and I keep praying for it. When they let me out to open the suitcase I was sure it would be flowers. I was wrong again it was still herb and the cops were saying this is lousy joint and we got better last week, how much did you have to pay for this? I just looked at them and then they put me back in the cell. The next time they let me out the detective started asking me if I know were the money ended up and I said I never thought about it. So he tells me the money goes to the white slave market and the heroin trade, I said I didn't know that. Then he starts asking where and who I got the stuff from and do I think I could buy one hundred pounds from the guy. He said I could do some serious time for flying into Philly with thirty three pounds of herb. I told him I just met the guy and I don't think he could get that much. I also told him I believe herb was given us by God and I won't go that way, but if you want some help with the white slave market or heroin trade let me know. He had me put back in the cell but in a short time they moved me to a large holding room with other men and pay phones to awaite a hearing in front of a judge to make bail. One of the black guys in there with me asked me what I did, and I told him what I was being charged for and he started cursing about the cops, go right back and do it again he said. The Judge said $5000 bail at 10% or $500 and I was out of there. The mule had put my money up. I remember riding home thinking maybe I should stop selling herb. The next day I was working on the thirty pounds of pot the mule carried. I would put the herb in freezer bags which weighed 11.5 to 13 grams pluse 454.5 grams of herb, that's what a pound weighs, not 448 grams which a lot of people I met thought. They bring you ten pounds weighing 448 grams and if you don't know, you got took for 60 grams. Sometimes ought there is no way to get the weight right, but if the joint is good you can make allowances in the price, but it still got to be around the going price. While I was working on the pot, I called a lawer in Media, one that helped me start a corporation a year earlier and also some people that were eager to get the pot. When they came to my house or I met them at their place, they said there is no good pot around, this isn't too bad. It was gone by the next day and people were calling. There was a guy I met two years earlier named Colorado Bob and he sold herb. I had bought many pounds of Mexican pot from him for $150 a pound and less dependinding on different factors. And he called and said he wanted to see me. When he came he had Columbian herb for $390. a pound and it was nice. I said I will take twenty or twenty five, how many is there? He said these are the last twenty. When I seen the lawer in Media he said since I had never been arrested, I could properly get off with probation. And if I was lucky he said mabe only a year of it. Now I am going to tell you something about lawyers I learned later in life. If you ever get in trouble and it happens to the best of us sometimes. Don't go get an out of town lawyer even if he is good where he is and has a licence to work anywhere. The first court appearance any lawer will get you pass it, but if you have a problem that is not going to be settled at that hearing and you got to go to court, what you want is a lawyer who works with the Judge, and the DA.,every day, that's who you want. They will all sound good and they are kind of telling the truth, but I am telling you man, I found out the hard way. The court system works one way and only that way. Now it's not whether you are guilty or innocent no more it's getting out of the system so if you can get a lawyer that thinks you are like them, which helps and that keeps busy in the court room with the Judge and the DA's office, the Judge and the DA. will recognize him or her as themselves or the same kind of people and will believe what they say as truth to the best of their follicies. So by having a lawyer that is in that position with the Judge and DA's office is the best way to go. In Media, Pa.I used Mary E. Welch and I consider her the best, and I don't mean for the money which she is also. And when you can't get the best because of money or what ever, don't be afraid to demand the truth, its your life and you will be put in jail not them. Like a guy with your money and won't give it back, or a lawyer thats so busy he's not really thinking about your case, but he's not to busy to take your money, they are both hard to take. One in the pocket and the other in the mind. So you want to know what the deal is between the DA. and your lawyer and you may not want the first deal. The DA. doesn't want to go to trial because he might lose and when they say they have more than a 90% conviction rate it is because they get you to bargain with the threat of more time in jail. They also don't want to take the time to prepare the case and if they do, by the time you get to trail the DA. looks mad. So if it doesn't sound right to you ask for what you want and you might get it. Remember at this point the DA. just wants to convict you, he don't care if you are innocent, but if you go to trail he got the last word to the jury and he is a professional at changing the truth that might have been just brought out. Also if you think you can beat something in front of a Judge like they didn't have a warrant or something by law they have to have, forget about it, the Judge will put the law of the letter down and go with the law he is looking at. Anyway the joint from Colorado Bob went easy and I flue back to Miami to talk to my man. He was real interested in what I said and what went down with the cops. After we talked he asked what I was going to do? I had told him about the drug dog named dapper Dan and I bought some strong dog off at the pet store and lets roll. This time he didn't have joint and we will look for it tomorrow, hang out with me tonight and stay here.My friend was around twenty three years old and smart as could be. He would ask me my opinion on different matters of life, saying as smart as he was that the thirteen years more of life I had on him was hard to beat. He said Cheyenne you want to smoke some hash? Yea I said, you want a glass of some good wine, my answer again was I am in. How about some coke, I am in. After a while the bottle of wine was gone and I said do you have any more? He opens the only closet in the place and it was full of wine, I mean from the floor up, just grab a bottle after a while we will go out to a club. The night was beautiful, nothing like the tropics and still be in America. We left the beach and went across 195 which is a highway through Biscayne Bay which is four miles wide. The border between the two cities, Miami and the city of Miami Beach is in the middle of the bay.We headed toward the airport to a place named Miami Shores, I forget the name of the night club but it was ladies night and it was full of ladies. My friend who could be tough with the Cubans and gangster type people at that time was a little shy with the ladies. I told him watch me, the way I was felling I could talk to anyone about anything. We had a good time, went back to the beach house and went to sleep. the next day we drove all day looking for joint. We found some real green pot at four places which I did not like, and we found some that was almost just leaf also and I didn't want any of that stuff. The next day around five in the afternoon this Cuban had a single bale weighing around thirty pounds. My friend said this is it Cheyenne, and I agreed. We paid the money $375 times thirty= $11,250 went back to the beach house and I packed the thirty pounds into plastic trash bags sprayed the inside and outside of the suitcase with the dog off and flew home the next moring. I did not use my name checking in, in those days they didn't ask for ID. As I picked up the bag in Philly my heart was beating like a drum and my legs were shaking. I though why do I put myself throug this?
