Brittany Hills Conspiracy
PAPA Joes 177 Days on the Run
BY
Nigel Jackson
and
Freddie Darling
Edited by
Eddie Sykes
Brittany Hills Conspiracy
Papa Joes 177 Days on the Run
Copyright – 2009 by Nigel Jackson and Freddie Darling Edited by Eddie Sykes
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Fiction
Forward
The purpose of this book: To inform the young minorities of America, the American legal system was not created to benefit them, especially if you happen to be African American or Hispanic. Yes… Some even call it a conspiracy. And I agree.
A conspiracy that has become (modus operandi) the method of operation for federal law enforcement agencies and prosecutors across the country. For whatever reason you choose to become involved in a criminal enterprise know there are consequences and life altering decisions you will be forced to make.
In no way are we condoning cooperation (snitching). However it is our intent to convey the truth of the events transpired during the Georgia Peach Brittany Hills posse Conspiracy. Throughout Texas, New York and Michigan,
There will be times in life when we will be tested; friends against friends and loved ones against loved ones. These tests are about longevity and endurance. Please do not fail the test!
Chapter One
The Players
On February 26, 2009, The Grand Jury for the Southern District of Ohio, Eastern Division, returned a 147 count Superseding Indictment. Charging Maurice L. Williams aka Papa Joe, and Boss, Kevin Lamont Cook aka KK, Jason E. Ford, aka Mike and One Mike, Tyrone E. Davenport aka Tidy Bowl, Cheo K. Greenhow aka Chey, Casey M. Drake aka K and KC, Yakka S. Rankin, Marlon E. West aka Messy, David W. Harris aka Little D, Cameron D. Mitchell aka Cam, Antonio Donyale Carlton aka Tone and Ashtabula. Darrell Anthony Evans aka Lil Darrell, Thomas L. Franklin aka T Franklin and JT, Rigoberto Guzman Chavez, Kevin L. Pace, Damon C. Hoskins, Nigel L. Jackson, Wayne D. Marshall,
Kenyatta K. Powell aka Rabbit and Rab, Shamar T. Rankin aka Trinnie, Malcolm K. Ross aka Eldrige M. Ross and Milk, Antonio T. Simmons aka Tone and Juice, Shawn D. Smith, Fredrick D. Taylor aka Bugzy, Montee Lashawn Williams aka Wolf, Demetrius G. Slaughter aka Hindu, Timothy L. Carreker, Allison M. Blake, and Jatora M. Pruitt as the defendants in this case.
Below are the profiles of the various underworld figures that form the Georgia Peach Brittany Hills Drug Conspiracy. In this unprecedented account we will give you what lies beneath, excerpts from files the government doesn’t want you to see. As well as key information they don’t want you to know. Some have become….
“Victims of the Federal Press Game” An otherwise solid individual who after being implicated by numerous snitches, has no choice but to surrender or die in jail.
While others have joined………….
Team USA: The government named group of disloyal, scared individuals who got over by placing blame on others, which helped the government build a case that otherwise would not exist.
Three separate crews grouped together to make this case:
The Brittany Hills Posse, Cleveland Avenue Cocaine Cartel & The Breitling Boyz.
The Brittany Hills Posse:
A collection of hustlers from the North side of Columbus, Ohio,.Specializing in all areas of marijuana and cocaine/crack sales. Allegedly headed by Maurice L. Williams aka Papa Joe.
Real Name: Maurice L. Williams
Aliases: Papa Joe, Boss, Peanut Butter and Jelly
Street Credibility: Took the City of Columbus, Ohio by storm when he seized the opportunity to come to power following the death of former boss Brian “Fat Cat” Jones in 1998. Papa Joe is known for stun’n and the epitome of the phrase “Put on for My City”.
Tragic Flaw: A lack of respect for people who care for him. Also a crew comprised of too many incompetent “Dick Riders”.
Results: Facing life (stay tuned to “Who Done It Publications”).
Real Name: Kevin Lamont Cook
Aliases: KK or Cook, Mr. 411
Street Credibility: Crazy crew jumper who was known to befriend whoever was “gettin money”. Hustled for the clothes, fame, women and everything besides the money.
Tragic Flaw: Will forever be known as “Mr. Telephone Man”. Always the talk of the town and first to get the hottest gossip. A word of advice from Nigel “Stay off the damn phone!”
Results: After pleading guilty to marijuana, and cocaine conspiracy, as well as possession of a firearm by a felon. A Victim of the Federal Press Game.
Real Name: Cheo K. Greenhow
Aliases: Chey
Street Credibility: Square as a birth certificate, text book hustler. Never seen a hard knock in his life, must have received hustlers degree from the Ivy League.
Tragic Flaw: Busted for a half a key of cocaine in 2004. It’s been said by a credible source, he wore a wire on Papa Joe for two years after the fact. Then told KK (Kevin Cook) that, “I told the government the half key was Papa Joe’s and you just held keys for Papa, you go tell them the same thing.” It’s obvious that Chey’s true calling was to be the director of The Greater Columbus Snitchery Orchestra.
Results: Pled guilty to marijuana and cocaine conspiracy. The main stem of the investigation and was described as the
Snitch of all snitches and the “Franchise Player” for Team USA.
Real Name: Kenyatta K. Powell
Aliases: Rabbit, Rab
Street Credibility: Hails from Michigan and claims to be a member of the infamous Y.B.I (Young Boys Incorporated). An International Heroin Organization out of Detroit, which was led by Milton “Butch” Jones. A mediocre hustler who got no respect. He would get robbed, cheated, and stole from, by his own crew.
Results/Tragic Flaw: In the process of working a blockbuster deal with upper management, to become the center for Team USA. told Nigel Jackson directly, “I’m tellin on these nigga’s before they tell on me.” (Hmmm! Hmmm!
What a team player). Darling family sources checking on validity of Rabbit’s YBI claim. He told the government so
much he left no meat on the bone. Rumors about Rabbits sexual preference have swirled. Since numerous co-
defendants observed (unbeknownst to Rab) him driving up to the federal courthouse with prosecutor Dave Devillers. Rabbit hopped out of the rear of the vehicle, a dark grey Dodge Charger. Opened the driver door for his date (Devillers) then did the same as they entered the courthouse. Awww how sweet! This brings new meaning to the phrase “Sleeping with the enemy.”
Real Name: Malcolm K. Ross
Aliases: Elderidge M. Ross, Milk
Street Credibility: Grew up in the original home of black organized crime city Harlem. Veteran made man. When hip hop artists Camron, Jim Jones and Juelz Santana who are
all from Harlem, come to Columbus they holla at Milk. (Note from Fred: The locals have to think this was the connection that started the Kush and Haze from New York to Columbus.)
Tragic Flaw: Allegedly receiving “Kush” from Papa Joe. Milk had more than enough connections to do his own thing.
Results: Pled guilty to marijuana and a 924© (having a gun while committing a drug crime). May have become a victim of the Federal Press Game.
Real Name: Antonio T. Simmons
Aliases: Sharkbar Tone, Juice, Choppin Game, Pretty Tone
Street Credibility: Former part owner of the Shark bar, CEO of Choppin Game Entertainment and part-time hustler. Was one of the last to cop deuces to the Feds.
Tragic Flaw: Reportedly, the FEDS were in disbelief when Tone stated, he sold only 500 grams of cocaine over a ten
year period. (Note from Fred: Tone’s famous last words to me (Fred), “Call me when you’re on your way to Atlanta. Not when you get here. ” I never got to make that call. I guess the party in the “A” will have to wait.
Results: Pled guilty to minor role in cocaine conspiracy. Caught up in the Federal Press Game.
Real Name: Marlon E. West
Aliases: Messy, Lil Webby
Street Credibility: Forever will be labeled as Papa Joe’s #1 peon. His many tasks include, feeding Papa’s ego, runner and deliver boy.
Tragic Flaw: Just a poor misled youth in the way and incapable of making independent decisions.
Results: Pled guilty to conspiracy to distribute crack-cocaine and marijuana. Special guest on Yak’s Team USA mix tape.
Real Name: Casey M. Drake
Aliases: KC, Gold Mouth, Cartier KC
Street Credibility: Has a good reputation as a solid hustler. Just got out of state prison on drug charges. Released to a halfway house from where he sold several ounces of crack cocaine to confidential informants.
Tragic Flaw: Impatient, and poor choice of friends.
Results: Pled guilty to Marijuana and conspiracy to distribute crack cocaine. Victim of the
Federal Press Game.
Real Name: Jason Ford
Aliases: One Mic
Street Credibility: Professional “Block monster” also known as a rock peddler. Type to get a key and sell it rock for rock.
Tragic Flaw: Got hot making it happen in small cities.
Results: Pled guilty to possession of crack.
Real Name: Antonio Donyale Carlton
Aliases: Ashtabula Tone, Bula
Street Credibility: A small yet seasoned rural town hustler from the Youngstown, Ohio area. Connected with Papa Joe often to purchase kilos of cut up cocaine, which Papa taxed him for mercilessly. Damn that’s cold! It is alleged that Papa Joe was sleeping with his wifey (main women) and Bula’s mistress. Damn that’s even colder! As if that wasn’t enough, wifey got pregnant. Papa Joe then sat Tone down and told him how he (Tone) needed to pay for an abortion or blood test. Damn that’s the coldest! In Tone’s defense: Papa Joe supposedly fronted him more cocaine around forty-thousand dollars worth. Just days before this conspiracy came down; he never got the Papatunity to pay Papa Joe back. The most expensive trick Papa has ever turned. Let him tell it, “It ain’t tricking if you got it.”
Tragic Flaw: Meeting Papa Joe
Results: Awaiting sentencing. However, reportedly negotiating a huge deal with Team USA to play point guard and point out everybody including his own brother.
Real Name: Montee Lashawn Williams
Aliases: Wolf
Street Credibility: Papa Joe’s number one go to guy, as Tom Brady does Randy Moss. He passed the bags of Kush to Wolf when it was time to unload.
Tragic Flaw: Caught up in the rapture of Papa Joe’s ignorance on his tapped phone he remarked, “Yeah, Wolf I got all the Kush you need. Fuck the Feds they can’t stop me!”
Results: Pled guilty to marijuana conspiracy and possession of a firearm by a convicted felon. Ended up being a “walk-on” success for Team USA. Specifically stated, “Papa got me in this and he will get me out.”
Real Name: David W. Harris
Aliases: Lil D
Street Credibility: A young up and coming hustler who specialized in cocaine sales. Papa Joe had a car towed of Lil D”s robbing the loyal youngster for $180,000. Jackpot!
Tragic Flaw: Fell under the spell of working for a legend, thereby trusting him wholeheartedly. Lil D, the game is filthy!
Results: Awaiting trail (stay tuned to Who Done It Publications). Our prayers are with you.
Real Name: Darrell Anthony Evans
Aliases: Lil Darrell
Street Credibility: Respectful, dedicated young hustler. So thorough: in fact he would get robbed or swindled twice a week and still maintain. Papa’s ex-lieutenant: who was reportedly being groomed for larger drug-related endeavors.
Tragic Flaw: Caught up in the allure of the game.
Results: Pled guilty to conspiracy to distribute cocaine and marijuana. When it comes to telling, it was widely reported he had prosecutor on speed dial.
Real Name: Demetrius G. Slaughter, & Tim L. Carreker
Aliases: Hindu & TC
Street Credibility: These were Papa Joe’s worker bees. In addition to driving around drugs for Papa, they were responsible for stroking his enormous ego. Professional peons who were used by Feds to beef up the indictment.
Tragic Flaw: Trying to make a come up in a dead game.
Results: Hindu pled guilty to cocaine conspiracy and a 924 ©. TC pled guilty to possession of cocaine with intent to distribute. Both received jobs as equipment managers for Team USA.
Real Name: Shawn D. Smith
Aliases: Strahan (mouth looks like NFL Player Michael Strahan’s).
Street Credibility: Moved fifty to one-hundred dollar bags of Kush. Truly a non-factor, indictment filler for the Feds.
Tragic Flaw: Getting caught up in the bull shit.
Results: Has pled guilty, however charges are too weak to mention.
Real Name: Allison M. Blake
Aliases: AL, A.I.
Street Credibility: From a prominent family but unknown why the Feds felt the need to indict her.
Tragic Flaw: In October of 2008 allegedly borrowed KK’s (Kevin Cook) black caddy, which the Feds placed a GPS-tracking device on. Tracking Allison’s son to his high school homecoming.
Results: Pled guilty to marijuana conspiracy as the result of a wiretapped conversation with Kevin “KK” Cook. A week after homecoming Allison’s door was kicked in.
Cleveland Avenue Cocaine Cartel – The Streets Crew
A group of modern day cowboys who were entrenched along the number blocks of Cleveland Avenue in Columbus,
Ohio. Their activities were coordinated by Tyrone “Tidy-Bowl” Davenport and Yakka “Yak” Rankin, who monopolized the crack cocaine market.
Real Name: Tyrone E. Davenport
Aliases: Tidy-Bowl, Ted
Street Credibility: Mr. 100%, a popular dedicated hustler who everybody loves. Type whose name rings bells and always wants to see the next man doing well.
Tragic Flaw: Mr. Jackson specifically states, “Didn’t know the police from a pedestrian.” Tidy served everybody including the police more than five times.
Results: Pled guilty to cocaine conspiracy.
Real Name: Yakka S. Rankin
Aliases: Yak, Yella
Street Credibility: What Nigel calls a four leaf clover hustler. The type to run into a good plug. However, according to Douglas “Pooh Bear” Tyson, Yak started snitching at an early age. When he (Yak) supposedly told on “Pooh Bear” for the murder of Carlos Walker. In addition to this accusation; Yak is a close associate of Opey Griffin, who told on Freddie Darling’s brother Dionne “Crumbs” Archie is helping the government hand “Crumbs” a 15 year sentence. Yak also served a five year sentence for a kilo of cocaine, in the late 90’s.
Tragic Flaw: The knock on Yak is he developed a bad cocaine habit from stress. He started giving his suppliers counterfeit money, burning bridges along the way. Also, unwillingly had cocaine parties with undercover agents, serving them cocaine.
Results: Pled guilty to conspiracy, distributing cocaine and possession of a firearm by a felon. Cut an entire “mix tape” for Team USA. In which he told on Opey Griffin and others for fronting him 10 kilos every other week in 2003. This move ironically came after Opey told Yak, “Do what you need for the Feds, once they got you they got you.” Freddie says, “Well Opey looks like you made it to the top and started a trend. You are truly the “Snitch father.”
Real Name: Thomas L. Franklin
Aliases: T Frank, T-Frizzle
Street Credibility: Very efficient hustler who reps short north and routinely dealt with Shamar Rankin and Rigoberto Guzman-Chavez. Caught Red handed with a large cache of weapons, and drugs (5 kilos). Ended up being Shamar Rankin’s scapegoat after he reportedly hung T-Frank out to dry.
Tragic Flaw: Dealing with Lames!
Results: Pled guilty to conspiracy to posses and distribute cocaine and marijuana, as well as a 924 ©. Possession of a weapon in furtherance of drug trafficking, snitch status is unknown.
Real Name: Rigoberto Guzman-Chavez
Aliases: DaGuale
Street Credibility: A shadowy figure Mexican national, stopped minutes after serving (supplying) T-Frank, the 5 kilos he was stopped with. Guzman-Chavez was stopped with the money $150,000 cash. Which both were supposedly given up by none other than Shamar Rankin. Whose brother Yakka implicated all of them? Geez!
Tragic Flaw: Already a hot-boy after being deported from drug charges once before.
Results: Pled guilty to conspiracy to distribute cocaine and illegal entry into the United States.
Real Name: Kevin L. Pace & Damon Hoskins
Aliases: Pace & Dame
Street Credibility: This dynamic duo joined forces during college and the death of Brian “Fat Cat” Jones, who Pace originally hustled under. Pace moved to Cincinnati, Ohio. Eluding his stellar reputation after being credited for setting up Charles “Silk” Dunn with a nine ounce drug buy for the Feds. Dunn is at the tail-end of his 30 year sentence. On the flip side, Damon Hoskins had a perfect reputation in Cincinnati as a solid individual.
Tragic Flaw: Pace; a 35 year plus friend of “KK” (Kevin Cook) became part of KK’s wiretapped phone call web. Pace and Hoskins were caught with a kilo red-handed on interstate 71 South after a cocaine transaction with “KK” and “Tidy-Bowl” Davenport.
Results: After the kilo mysteriously disappeared from Pace’s charges he pled guilty to a lesser offense of conspiracy to distribute cocaine. While Hoskins was charged with the kilo and conspiracy to distribute cocaine plus a 924 ©. Reportedly Damon has remained solid, while Pace a veteran, is still coming off the bench for Team USA. Pace has also informed about lbs.of marijuana Nigel Jackson has sent to Cincinnati and on his partner Damon Hoskins. At one point Pace remarked to Hoskins, “You act like you don’t know nutt’n” Take up for your brick!” One word WOW! At press time Damon had this to say, “I still don’t know nutt'n.”
Real Name: Shamar T. Rankin
Aliases: Trinnie, Tito, Pony-Tail
Street Credibility: Pretty boy hustler who graduated from The Davenport University school of hustle, or Tidy-Bowl tech. Yakka’s baby brother, a duffle bag-boy, turned Team USA member while still in cuffs.
Tragic Flaw: Too pretty to sell dope and face the consequences that lie therein.
Results: Pled guilty to marijuana and cocaine conspiracy, 2009 #1 draft pick for Team USA.
Real Name: Camron D. Mitchell
Aliases: Cam
Street Credibility: Square kid with a job he has had for ten years.
Tragic Flaw: A victim of Yak’s poor hustling habits
Results: Pled guilty to minor role. Tell status unknown.
Breitling Boyz
A close unit of capital oriented entrepreneurs, who controlled a high percentage of mid-grade marijuana across the continental United States. Known for their trademark Breitling Timepieces, the chief executives were none other than “The Notorious Nigel L. Jackson and “Bugzy” Taylor”
Real Name: Nigel L. Jackson
Aliases: Nige, Virgel
Street Credibility: Known as a straight forward business
man that attempted to bring corporate structure to a lucrative marijuana distribution network. “I don’t let money make me, I make money,” states Nigel.
Tragic Flaw: Entirely too trusting whose own mother describes him as, “Somebody who is always more some bodies’ friend than they are his.”
Results: After 19 co-conspirators (damn that’s crazy) agreed to testify against Mr. Jackson, left with no choice was forced to plead guilty to marijuana conspiracy.
Real Name: Fredrick D. Taylor
Aliases: B, Bugzy
Street Credibility: Breitling Boy (founder) when it comes to Bugzy we must take the proverbial “G” code and rename it the “B” code. Bugzy with cousin “Mugzy” Chandale Miller, who is currently incarcerated for murder, will forever live in infamy as one of the cities illest crime duos. Hustler is the single word that best describes “Bugzy.” His loyalty, devotion and rock solid demeanor demands respect, even from his enemies. A Taylor’s word is their bond and “Bugzy” is no exception. The prototypical made man, from East to West, North to South he stacks up even sometimes bigger than other crime figures. Both authors will certify that!
Tragic Flaw: In another life “Bugzy” would be a colonel or perhaps a professor of philosophy. However reality is we live in a cold hypocritical society which doesn’t believe in first or second chances. Thereby being subject to this treatment Bugzy’s only sense of love (false sense that is) and admiration came from an underworld element that used him for his loyalty. Nigel says it best when he remarks that, “Bugzy’s belief in the wrong people has put him at the mercy of others.”
Results: Currently awaiting trial. Bugzy doesn’t like giving people the time of day, so don’t ever even imagine him cooperating. Good luck solider, we salute you not for what you did but for the person you are.
Real Name: Jatora M. Pruitt
Aliases: Boo
Street Credibility: From training wheel bikes, to sex with dykes. Nigel comments, “If it weren’t for her I wouldn’t be part of this conspiracy.” A self proclaimed mid-level manager or lieutenant who’d hold and sold large caches of narcotics. She became the one that gave up unknown intel on the Breitling Boyz leading to their arrest.
Tragic Flaw: In a class by herself as she folded to the bluffs and lies of federal investigators.
Results: Pled guilty to storage of marijuana. Cheerleader for Team USA.
Real Name: Wayne D. Marshall
Aliases: Wizzy
Street Credibility: An older associate of Nigel Jackson’s dating back over twenty years. Wayne and Nige were both captains (capo’s) under Brian “Fat Cat” Jones, whom they reportedly helped distribute fifty or more kilos per month, in the late 80’s. Wayne was a professional middle man/freelancer, who routinely went outside the family to make money. When he went to
Papa Joe, it was Kush and Coke, in relation to The Breitling Boyz, Wayne profited by pitching large quantities of mid-grade marijuana or “50.”
Tragic Flaw: Greed: Wayne became the connection between Brittany Hills Posse and the Breitling Boys which
came with Papa Joe’s excess heat, where as the Breitling Boyz normally operated in secret.
Results: Pled guilty to marijuana and cocaine conspiracy, also a 924© weapon charge. After Team USA members held numerous press conferences with federal authorities, Wayne became yet another victim of the Federal Press Game.
The Feds (Mafia)
No pictures of the following players. We’re not retarded!
Real Name: David Devillers
Aliases: The Giant Killer, The Executioner
Street Credibility: Original Gangster who put Ronald Dawson (convicted contract killer) away for life. Received respect even from underworld figures after escaping an attempt on his life. Nigel’s sentencing prosecutor in his state case, sending Nigel Jackson away for six years. Known for
doing what he says he’s going to do good or bad. Attitude bears heavy resemblance to Russell Crowe’s character in American Gangster.
Tragic Flaw: Should have prosecuted oil company executives for taxing Americans on gas like they’re heroin dealers during the Bush presidency.
Results: Sits comfortably in the owner’s box for Team USA.
Real Name: Robyn Jones-Haynert
Aliases: The Black Widow
Street Credibility: Described by defendants as disarming, yet deceptive. Because things are never what they seem with her. Easily provoked, has no problem using any means even unethical to bury defendants.
Tragic Flaw: We can’t find one, only that Bin Laden better hope he doesn’t get her if they ever catch him.
Results: General Manager for Team USA.
Real Name: Jeremy Edinberg
Assignment: Columbus Detective, FBI Task Force officer
Street Credibility: Over-zealous, sneaky and young. Mirrors, the worst qualities of those he arrests. Just has a badge.
Tragic Flaw: Continually lets you stack the deck against yourself, at the expense of drug addicts, hustlers, and urban youth who idolize those hustlers by not stopping the problem at the outset. Just to get his name in the paper.
Results: Scouting agent for Team USA.
Real Name: Wazneyack (Waz)
Assignment: FBI Special Agent
Street Credibility: Seasoned agent from J. Edgar Hoover school of thought and principalities. Director Hoover in all his hypocritical self-righteousness would be proud.
Tragic Flaw: Perhaps not turning efforts toward stopping the real national problem by turning investigations toward those who really traffic guns and drugs at the top of this game. Oh yeah that would mean arresting federal employees and dignitaries.
Results: Coach for twenty years for Team USA.
These are the players from different sides in a sadistic game of power, money, politics and injustice played on both sides of the law. Which has become an all too common drama in every state, city and borough across America. They are all human, all are flawed! Some just have the power to cast the first stone and hide their dirt behind a fasod of justice and equality. With that being said, let the saga begin………….
Chapter Two
Uninvited Guests
This chapter begins with co-author Fred Darling (FD) interviewing Nigel Jackson (NJ) one of the defendants arrested in the Papa Joe Conspiracy.
F. D. So tell the people what you felt the morning of March 4, 2009.
N.J. When you’re involved in a criminal enterprise or drug activity you develop a sixth sense for danger. That sense being for stick up men or the police. A natural instinct you feel when you are about to be placed in a predator or prey situation. You will either be the predator or you will be preyed upon. So you tend to constantly watch the world from a mental rearview mirror.
F.D. That’s real talk. What were the events that transpired that morning?
N.J. Something was keeping me from going home. I inadvertently stayed out all night at a friend’s playing video games until 5:30am.
F.D. It has been my experience that when hustlers receive this feeling. Just as Tony Montana did taking his last stand in “Scarface” they partake in a ritual to drink or smoke as much as possible, feeling their last moments are near.
F.D. Did you partake in this ritual?
N.J. Yeah, we were in the weed trap playing NBA live ’09 on PS3. I was smoking large blunts of Kush back to back. Out of a sense of paranoia from an incident that occurred two-weeks earlier which still had me nervous! You could say I felt the walls were closing in on me.
F.D. What incident are you talking about?
N.J. Wayne Marshall (co-conspirator) and I were pulled over in Phelps-county, Missouri: On the infamous I-40 West. (I-40 West is a major highway where many cross country traffickers have been pulled over for years, illegally and shortly before receiving a federal indictment). Rather than going into detail I’m going to do the public a favor and let them read it for themselves!
This is the actual report taken from top secret federal files:
Wayne Marshall accompanied Jackson on at least one attempted trip to deliver money
to the source of supply. Nigel Jackson utilized Wayne Marshall to drive him out of state
to deliver the currency to Jackson’s supplier. On February 25, 2009, a traffic stop was conducted in Phelps County, Missouri on a vehicle occupied by Nigel L. Jackson and Wayne Marshall. $460,725 in drug proceeds, contained in heat sealed plastic bags, was seized from the vehicle.
F.D. Wow! I know the government doesn’t want the public to see that. I’ve heard that I-40 has been the prelude to a downfall for many hustlers. Do you feel these stops are planned?
N.J. Yes, I do believe these stops are planned and very illegal. I remember Wayne saying that an unmarked vehicle with a dog cage in the back had passed him before we were pulled over. He (Wayne) stated that the driver of the vehicle and him made eye contact. Minutes later a Missouri
State Trooper pulled up behind us, and then passed. Then the trooper initiated a series of maneuvers that forced our vehicle to the left hand side of the highway where a group of cars were gathered. This gave the trooper the excuse to pull us over.
F.D. Unbelievable! It’s amazing how law enforcement manipulates the laws to get things done. So you were stopped by the State Trooper and then what?
N.J. Well the trooper insisted on searching our vehicle without probable cause. I knew it was a set up when he stated he had a K-9 unit on the way. After the unit arrived on the scene, the dog was yoked (poor dog) to make the day. When the vehicle was searched $460,725 in cash was found. Afterwards we were taken to the Phelps County Sheriff’s Department to be detained.
F.D. While being transported what was your impression of officer Cryvello?
N.J. In route to the station we had an interesting conversation. I stated to the officer that I had noticed his expression when he discovered the money. I simply stated to the officer that if I (I emphasized I) were him I would have taken some of that money and let me go on my way. He replied cordially that he couldn’t do that because he had a family to think about. And he wouldn’t risk his job. In my opinion he was more worried about the other officer telling on him. As he continued to trip over his words, I reminded him I was not offering anything but was merely stating why; I could not have been in law enforcement.
F.D. Yeah he wanted the cash but too many eyes I understand. Now how were you questioned while being detained?
N.J. His boss (I’m guessing) questioned me as to who did the money belong to. I claimed it. That’s when it got deep because Cryvello’s “boss” became upset saying the DEA was on the way from St. Louis and wanted answers. I replied, “Then there is no sense in me answering two sets
of questions. We will just wait until the DEA gets here so that ya’ll can ask your questions together.”
F.D. I know that pissed them off?
N.J. Yeah, well Cryvello came back in all emotional and said he thought I would cooperate with his boss and he would get his stripes. I told him how can you get mad when you’re stealing, excuse me seizing the money.
F.D. So how did things go with the DEA?
N.J. Two agents showed up three hours later. One calling himself Jamie and the other we will call him Stone Cold because he looked like the wrestler, Stone Cold Steve Austin. Stone didn’t talk, you know one always has to be the tough guy. Jamie followed protocol and played friendly.
Then asked where I was headed and I told him to Oklahoma to meet two male Caucasians. The most shocking thing happened next when Jamie told me he didn’t want that. He proceeded to tell me that a war against Black and Mexican drug traffickers was being carried out by the federal government. Jamie then stated that he was sure there was someone Black or Mexican waiting for their money.
F.D. Hold up I’m going to stop you right there! So this is where the true conspiracy begins and the feds start forcing people to make the story they want. So they told you they wanted a Mexican like they were ordering a pizza?
N.J. Pretty Much! Then told me he was trying to be a friend and I should help myself. Also he said that I was under investigation by the FBI organized crime task force in Columbus, Ohio. I asked why and he would not comment, but told me to start talking or they were going to charge me with the money. I told him go ahead charge me with income tax evasion and take what the IRS wants and leave us the change.
F.D. Man your crazy! They didn’t like that did they?
N.J. Naw, they were trying to scare me, but I was like run it. After they realized it wasn’t going their way, they told me the
government was keeping the money and they were releasing us. Which was all they could do anyway?
F.D. I know you had to do some maneuvering after you found out it was hot?
N.J. You know it! On the way back to Columbus I stopped in Dayton to visit attorney John Rion a friend of John Gotti’s Attorney Bruce Cutler. After explaining the incident to Mr. Rion he suggested I lay low for a while. He said it was pretty much common sense because a truck that was rented in my name was seized in New Mexico with 2800 pounds of weed. In addition to that a friend/big brother of mine died on I-40 months before while driving, from a heart attack. When the authorities went through his property they found 1.2 million in
cash. Therefore Rion said that I was most definitely on the El Paso list.
F.D. I’m going to pause here because I think it’s important to explain to the readers what the El Paso list is, exactly.
N.J. It’s a list the Feds make that goes out to every law enforcement agency also flagging your name in their system. It is a list of suspected drug traffickers. Same type of thing they use at airports.
F.D. Ok now lets flashback to the morning of Mach 4, 2009. What originally made you give in and go home?
N.J. Well, unbeknownst to the public hustlers try to lead normal respectable family lives. Some try to maintain a normal family structure, as much as possible. It was my duty as a father to take my kids to school. Plus the wifey was
blowing my phone up, worried about me. So I gave into my urge even though the streets is like basketball. You are
always trying to stay on the court for the last few minutes of the game.
F.D. Of course any true hustler can identify with that. I remember rushing home at 6am to take the kids to school. Were there any other thoughts racing through your mind before you hit the front door?