Steve Martini - The Enemy Inside

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I am hoping that Betz will be at Miramar no more than a few days, a week at most. US Marshals will provide security inside the compound. Marine guards at the gate filter everyone coming and going. If it is carefully worked out, arrangements might be made for his daughter to visit him there.

On the plane back Betz and I set up a code. He is to call me three times each day using the back line at the office and my home phone at night. I will not pick up, as I will not recognize the incoming phone number. He is to leave a message on voice mail that my laundry is ready to be picked up. If I don’t get the message, I will call the marshals and start to worry.

My fear is not that someone will kill Betz, at least not immediately. The concern is that they may try to kidnap him in order to squeeze him for information as to the location of the Swiss bank records. Once they have those, none of us will be safe.

With everything that has happened, the strange thing is that we still have no clue as to who is behind all of the bloodletting. Is it being driven from within the government or from the outside? There is no question that Grimes is caught up in the middle of it. Other members of Congress as well. But I doubt that they are the ones perpetrating the violence. I could understand an individual member under pressure, being blackmailed, desperate enough to kill the person threatening them. But this, a highly organized series of assassinations, carefully planned and executed-it doesn’t fit.

Instead, it is far more likely that the members, some whose names were given to Harry and me by the banker, Korff, are the commodities that are being protected. Someone invested in their corruption is shielding his capital outlay.

If Harry and I had anything solid, documents or a witness pointing us in the right direction, it would be something we could give to the D.A. or to the cops. Anything to get them off our backs on the case against Alex.

It’s what I was hoping for in the declaration from Ben, her statement under penalty of perjury naming the man who hired her to lure Alex to the party, the man with the silver bird-headed cane. But I don’t have it, and she’s dead.

I could produce Betz. He could testify to the fact that others had a motive to kill Serna, but without something more it would be meaningless. The prosecution would claim that it was nothing but a desperate attempt to shower blame on a phantom conspiracy. They would demand to see the evidence, the mysterious bank records. The feds would be on us in a minute, US attorneys up to our hips, demanding that everything be sealed, motions to remove the entire matter to the federal courts. And while we were arguing, someone would stick a knife in my back. Betz would end up with another lawyer, someone looking to get a good grip on his throat to find out where the bank records are kept.

Bizarre as it is, we are still saddled with the vehicular homicide case and a meeting in front of a judge in his chambers the day after tomorrow. I am hoping that Alex will be back in time.

FIFTY-THREE

This morning Harry and I are closeted in the library at the office, busily working up notes with our accountant. We’re going over the terms of the agreement, how to handle the money, the settlement between Betz and the government.

We have already hammered out the terms of his release. They are trying to sweeten the pot by dangling a full pardon. I doubt that it matters to Betz as long as he can see his daughter. Their first visit was this morning, and from the tone of his voice he was floating on air. She is the only thing that matters to him in life.

Our CPA, Bruce, is spread out at the table, becoming giddy as he crunches the numbers. He huddles over his computer, punching in figures. All that is missing from this picture is a green visor on his head and a handle he can pull periodically like a slot machine.

“We don’t have all the numbers yet,” he says. “We have the eight hundred million in fines from the bank, and some of the fines and penalties along with back taxes collected from the five thousand some odd individuals he turned over.”

These are the US taxpayers with hidden accounts identified by Betz at his company’s bank, his old Swiss employer.

“But we don’t have them all as yet. And you say there could be more?”

He means the PEPs who were moved to Gruber Bank, though he doesn’t know the terms or any of the details because we haven’t given him any of it. None of us know the fate on those as yet.

“If they go public and end up in the tally,” says Harry, “it’s gonna be like finding the Atocha .” Harry is talking about the Spanish treasure galleon that went down in the Caribbean back in the 1600s.

“Who are they?” says Bruce.

“Never mind.” I look at Harry.

“Sorry,” he says.

It is an irony that after all this time Harry and I, as a consequence of taking Alex Ives’s drunk driving case, and in the process netting Betz as a client, stand to receive what may be a very large payday, though neither of us understand the full dimensions of it yet.

Rubin Betz is insisting that we take, at a minimum, ten percent of everything over one hundred and ten million, the original offer made to him by the government. He says that without me he would have never seen a dime over that amount and would probably still be sitting in his cell at Supermax. More important, because he is free, he has regular contact with his daughter.

The question, I wonder, is whether Grimes knew about this, and figured that maybe she was buying me off? During the phone call Proffit told me that I would be well compensated. But I never had a clue as to the amount. My guess is neither did he; otherwise he would have shouldered me aside and tried to grab it for himself. I suspect this is what happens when you rub up against the rich and powerful in D.C.: flecks of gold wrapped in bouquets of garbage rain down.

“I expect what they’re going to want to do is go back to square one and start their calculations all over again,” says Bruce. “They’ll probably argue that the fine paid by the bank subject to the settlement is not ‘revenue’ within the meaning of the law. Therefore you get no part of it under the whistleblower program. The fact is, it’s money paid to the US Treasury, they would have never gotten it without the information given to them by your client, and they clearly used it to calculate their original offer to him. They’ve dug themselves a hole,” he says.

“Beyond that, you’re going to want to leave the agreement open-ended in order to capture any future claims. It’s gonna be a moving target by all appearances, developing as you go. The other three thousand taxpayers they’re still working on.”

“Can we do that?” I ask. “I was assuming they’d want a final figure.”

“You can do whatever you want as long as the government agrees to it. If they refuse, I would file a claim in the tax court. Ordinarily my advice,” he says, “is to take whatever they offer you and go. You can die of old age fighting with the government. But in this case, given the amounts, the fact that you’ve got a minor on the receiving end, you’d be a fool not to press it.” Bruce used to work for the IRS. He knows the game, but he tells us we are plowing new ground here. “This is without question the biggest claim the Whistleblower Fund has ever seen,” he says.

I make a note to keep the agreement open-ended to capture future claims.

“There may be more, but for the moment let’s keep it conservative,” I tell them. “Run the numbers on what we know, the figures we have right now. I’ll draft the agreement to capture whatever might be owing from the rest of the five thousand we already know about. Anything else, we’ll have to see.”

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