MONEY LAUNDERER by Kenneth Rijock
I spent several weeks locked down in a solitary cell in the Special Housing Unit at Tallahassee FCI, after which time I was transported by the DEA to a local county jail in adjacent Wakulla County, where I ran into a number of my clients, as well as one of those individuals who had testified against me. Most of them were there in the event that they were needed to testify at the trials of a couple of subsequently-arrested defendants in our case that had elected to go to trial, rather than plead out. To obtain that prized sentence reduction, they would either testify against a former associate, or the prosecutors believed that their mere presence and announced availability to testify was responsible for another defendant deciding to change his or her plea to guilty. I had not seen some of these clients for a couple of years, ever since their arrest before the first major trial in the case. At least there, I had the small comfort of others that I knew intimately to talk to. My prior experience in Federal and state custody was not with clients, with rare exceptions. Also, I was able to be briefed on who was a fugitive overseas, who fled to avoid prosecution, and who was already doing time in other cases when arrested; All the sad details.
- When I got there, at least I had the company of others in a large area which held perhaps a dozen cells, arranged around a common area. Federal inmates were separated from the locals, most of whom were in there for serious violent crimes, or repeat Driving Under the Influence (DUI) offenders who were serving up to one year in prison for their third or fourth time drunk driving convictions.
- Finally, I could shower each day, watch the communal television, and get some real exercise outside. Like most county jails, there was a collect-call telephone inside the day-room (common) area, with an alphabetical listing of all the local bondsman, and it wasn't difficult to make a call.
- County jails never bothered me, unlike federal facilities, where the staff go to great pains to impress upon you every moment of every day that you are an inmate serving time. I must assume that the US Bureau of Prisons instills in their people the rule that an unfriendly attitude is appropriate. I also think that there are more than the usual number of unhappy people and, yes, misfits, in the BOP. In the county jails, the correctional staff are just doing their jobs, will little or no malice towards the inmates. Also, by definition, a county jail is where a state prisoner goes if he has less than one year to serve. Those with longer sentences go to state prisons, which are not exactly nice, hospitable places to serve time. Longer sentences also produce more depressed and angry inmates.
- I found that I was much more comfortable in this county jail than I had ever been in a minimum security Federal Prison camp. I had been a few of them as a lawyer visiting clients, and I knew how they operated, what the chain of command was, and that they offered access to the in-house law library as a concession to the rights of inmates to research the law. Of course, the local inmates had little use for the library, but I found it to be a great way to break up the monotony of the daily routine, as well as a way to type letters, send notes to the assistant US Attorneys handling the Swiss case where I was expected to assist, and in general reach out to the real world in a way that I could not do whilst locked down as Tallahassee.
- My sister most kindly sent in some reading matter, a business suit (for my appearances, whether to testify or to speak with the Swiss magistrate that they were expecting)and some spare civilian clothing,in the event that I needed it. It all went into the property room, and access was permitted when I was scheduled for a trip to visit the US Attorney's office.
- I dressed like a professional for the first time in several months, and though I never subscribed to the notion that clothes make the man, it felt good to actually wear a dress short and a tie, after many moons of uniform wear. I was transported downtown, in handcuffs, and was interviewed by a bilingual DEA agent who had been posted in France, and would interpret with the Swiss magistrate who as handling the case. he then explained that the magistrate might be short with me, and blunt and impatient, and to concentrate upon my first-hand knowledge of the clients' financial history.
- The agent began by explaining, in very basic terms, what the questioning would be like, but after he heard that I was a lawyer, he stopped the lecture. I was to be asked about my client's subsequent transfers of illicit profits to Switzerland. They actually did all this themselves, for reasons of personal security, figuring that if I didn't know the details, I could not give up the location of the money. Unfortunately for them, since their low-level employees had testified against me, and were responsible for my imprisonment, I was more than willing to explain the money laundering pipeline I used for them. The magistrate actually thought that I was not in custody; it must have been the suit. I corrected him, of course.
- The magistrate asked me a large number of probing questions about the clients, and I'd like to think that I acquitted myself well in the testimony, for the subsequent seizure and forfeiture netted, I understand $6m, to be shared between the two countries. Whilst this is not now considered there to be a huge recovery, I believe it was the largest amount seized at that time.
- On another visit, I was sitting in a vacant office, when a man whom I later figured out was the US Attorney fior the district, the bodies, came in and asked me if there was anything I needed, much as if I was a visiting journalist. I was quite polite, and did not let on that I was an inmate there to cooperate against another. I guess the suit fooled him; hopefully nobody later explained to him his mistake.
So I was transported back to the county jail afterwards, to wait for the results. Would I get that much-desired sentence reduction from the judge, (who was firm and not necessarily lenient) or go back to the Federal facility to serve the remainder of my 4 years?
Next Week: the Court rules.
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