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Clan-based Albanian drug gang busted across Europe
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2020-02-07T06:40:08.000Z
2020-02-07T06:40:08.000Z
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<p>An <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Albania" target="_blank">Albanian</a> organized crime clan was busted in multiple <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/europe-overview" target="_blank">European</a> countries yesterday. Over 600 police officers took part in a simultaneous operation carried out in <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Belgium" target="_blank">Belgium</a>, <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Spain" target="_blank">Spain</a>, the <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Netherlands" target="_blank">Netherlands</a>, <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Germany" target="_blank">Germany</a> and <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=France" target="_blank">France</a>. 25 suspects were arrested.</p>
<p>This cross-border sting follows a complex investigation initiated in 2017 by the Belgian Antwerp Local Police <a href="http://www.facebook.com/GangstersInc" target="_blank"><img class="align-right" src="{{#staticFileLink}}9237156858,original{{/staticFileLink}}" alt="9237156858?profile=original" /></a>(Politiezone Antwerpen), which uncovered that the <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Drugs" target="_blank">drugs</a> were being smuggled hidden in containers into Belgium before being distributed further throughout <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/europe-overview" target="_blank">Europe</a> by using vehicles equipped with sophisticated hidden compartments.</p>
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<li><strong>READ: <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/blacklisted-albanian-mob-boss-naser-kelmendi-built-a-criminal-bus" target="_blank">Albanian mob boss Naser Kelmendi</a> built a criminal business empire on white heroin and ecstasy</strong></li>
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<p>The same gang is also believed to have been managing cannabis plantations in Spain and Germany where they cultivated and processed the <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Marijuana" target="_blank">marijuana</a>, before it was transferred to other European countries for further sale and distribution.</p>
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<li><strong>READ:</strong> <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/profile-albanian-drug-boss-besnik-sinanaj" target="_blank"><strong>Profile of Albanian drug boss Besnik Sinanaj</strong></a></li>
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<p>The operation so far has resulted in 9 arrests in Belgium (including the group’s leader), 6 arrests in Spain, 3 arrests in the Netherlands, 6 arrests in Germany and a further one arrest in France, bringing the total number of arrests to 25; 30 houses were searched; 6 marijuana plantations dismantled; mobile phones, <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Guns" target="_blank">handguns</a>, ammunition, and €60 000 in cash were seized. </p>
<p>This clan-based crime gang was hierarchically structured, with branches operating internationally. Some of its members arrested today have a history of drug trafficking in different countries.</p>
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Britain’s biggest ever drugs pipeline busted by National Crime Agency – Billions worth’ of drugs smuggled
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2019-10-10T20:30:00.000Z
2019-10-10T20:30:00.000Z
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<p>Britain’s National Crime Agency (NCA) calls it “an industrial-scale operation – the biggest ever uncovered in the United Kingdom” involving the importation of over 50 tons of drugs worth billions of pounds from the Netherlands into the UK.</p>
<p>Thirteen men, aged between 24 and 59, were apprehended during dawn raids on Tuesday, in <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=London" target="_blank">London</a>, <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Manchester" target="_blank">Manchester</a>, Stockport, St Helens, Warrington, Bolton, Dewsbury, and <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Leeds" target="_blank">Leeds</a>. They are believed to be part of the British arm of a well-established organized crime group that used Dutch and British front companies to import <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Heroin" target="_blank">heroin</a>, <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Cocaine" target="_blank">cocaine</a> and <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Marijuana" target="_blank">cannabis</a> – secreted within lorry loads of vegetables and juice – through United Kingdom ports over an 18-month period.</p>
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<li><strong>READ: <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/the-untouchables-how-britain-s-top-gangsters-rich-off-armed-robbe" target="_blank">The Untouchables</a>: How Britain’s top gangsters got rich off armed robberies and smuggling tons of drugs</strong></li>
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<p>Four men and two women from <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Netherlands" target="_blank">the Netherlands</a> were also arrested in April by the Dutch National Police on European Arrest Warrants. They are currently awaiting extradition to the Britain.</p>
<p>“We suspect these men were involved in an industrial-scale operation – the biggest ever uncovered in the UK – bringing in tons of deadly drugs that were distributed to crime groups throughout the country,” Jayne Lloyd, <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=NCA" target="_blank">NCA</a> Regional Head of Investigations, said. “By working closely with partners here and overseas, in particular the Dutch National Police, we believe we have dismantled a well-established drug supply route.”</p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;"><strong>Start of investigation</strong></span></p>
<p>The full extent of the <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Drugs" target="_blank">drug trafficking</a> operation the NCA allege these men were involved in was uncovered following the interception of three consignments in September 2018. They contained 351 kilos of cocaine, 92 kilos of heroin, 250 kilos of cannabis and 1,850 kilos of hemp/hashish, with a total street value of more than £38 million.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.facebook.com/GangstersInc" target="_blank"><img class="align-center" src="{{#staticFileLink}}9237125889,original{{/staticFileLink}}" alt="9237125889?profile=original" /></a>Subsequent enquiries led officers to believe they had imported drugs on numerous occasions between February 2017 and October 2018. This investigation linked to an NCA operation, where 13 individuals were jailed for a total of 176 years, after the seizure of more than 100kg of heroin in 2015.</p>
<ul>
<li><strong>READ: Profile of</strong> <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/profile-of-british-drug-boss-robert-the-voice-dawes-he-was-prepar" target="_blank"><strong>British drug boss Robert “The Voice” Dawes</strong></a></li>
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<p>Europol, Eurojust, Police of Finland National Bureau of Investigation, Border Force, HMRC and numerous police forces have also supported the NCA with the investigation.</p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;"><strong>The accused</strong></span></p>
<p>The following men have been remanded to custody: Paul Green (DoB 26/03/65), of Eccleston, St Helens; Sohail Quereshi (DoB 08/07/60), Wood Crescent, White City, London; Mohammed Ovais (DoB 18/01/78), of Bournlee Avenue, Burnage, Manchester; Khaleed Vazeer (DoB 09/11/62), of Westwood Avenue, Timperley, Manchester; Steven Martin (DoB 12/04/71), of Chorley Old Road, Bolton; Mark Peers (DoB 07/02/64), of Norbeck Close, Warrington; Oliver Penter (DoB 01/07/82), of Gladstone Street, Stockport.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.facebook.com/GangstersInc" target="_blank"><img class="align-center" src="{{#staticFileLink}}9237127056,original{{/staticFileLink}}" alt="9237127056?profile=original" /></a>Andrew Reilly (DoB 24/11/81) of Grange Park Road, St Helens; Paul Ruane (DoB 25/01/65), of Bewsey Rd, Warrington; Ghazanfar Mahmood (DoB 03/12/70), of Green Lane, Bolton; Ifthikar Hussain (DoB 26/08/73) of Upland Grove, Leeds, West Yorkshire; Vojtech Dano (DoB 23/09/81), of Vulcan Gardens, Dewsbury, West Yorkshire; and Ivan Turtak (DoB 30/08/85), of Vulcan Gardens, Dewsbury, West Yorkshire, have been released on bail.</p>
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<li><strong>READ:</strong> <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/london-based-albanian-cocaine-gang-sent-to-prison" target="_blank"><strong>London-based Albanian cocaine gang sent to prison</strong></a></li>
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<p>All are due to appear at Manchester Crown Court, Crown Square, on November 7, 2019.</p>
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The King of Heroin: Profile of drug boss Sadullah Unnu, who flooded Europe with dope
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2019-06-16T11:08:38.000Z
2019-06-16T11:08:38.000Z
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<p>Turkish-Dutch drug boss Sadullah Unnu is nicknamed “The King of Heroin.” A pretty clear indication of his chosen occupation and top selling product. Born in Turkey and raised in the Netherlands, he roamed through Europe as he built an expansive network that pushed dope into the veins of European addicts.</p>
<p>Unnu was born in 1958 in Turkey. He spent most of his early years in <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Netherlands" target="_blank">the Netherlands</a>, a country with a large Turkish population, but by the 1990s operated primarily out of <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Spain" target="_blank">Spain</a>. In December of 1994, he was arrested in connection with a shipment of 118 kilos of <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Heroin" target="_blank">heroin</a> which was seized in the city of Madrid.</p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;"><strong>Biggest heroin bust in history of Spain</strong></span></p>
<p>After he was sentenced for his role in the caper, Unnu served out the remainder of his prison time in the Netherlands, only to return to Spain once he was released. This time, he made his stay there permanent, allegedly setting up a large-scale heroin network.</p>
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<li><strong>READ: <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/profile-turkish-drug-boss-cetin-goren" target="_blank">Profile of Turkish drug boss Cetin Gören</a>, one of Europe's biggest cocaine traffickers</strong></li>
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<p>On July 31, 2008, Spanish police busted him once again. This time for his involvement in a shipment of 316 kilos of heroin through the port of Sitges, near the Spanish city of <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Barcelona" target="_blank">Barcelona</a>. The narcotics was smuggled via a sailing yacht named “The Alper,” which sailed under an American flag.</p>
<p>The shipment was divided into 633 packages. When the smugglers offloaded the product into a van and drove the vehicle to a building, police pounced and arrested the men involved – three Turkish nationals and one Romanian. The bust was part of Operation Teide and resulted in the biggest heroin seizure ever in Spain.</p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;"><strong>Back at it</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;"><strong><iframe src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/aC2LaYEVHgc?wmode=opaque" width="560" height="315" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe> </strong></span></p>
<p>This week, Unnu, now 61 years old, was arrested again. On June 12, 2019, the King of Heroin was caught in Pontevedra, a city in Spain’s Galician region <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/profile-of-spanish-drug-boss-sito-minanco-who-can-t-stop-smugglin" target="_blank">infamous for drug smuggling</a>. Police found 7 kilos of heroin in his car. They allege he was supplying a network of traffickers in Galicia.</p>
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<li><strong>READ: <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/profile-of-spanish-drug-boss-sito-minanco-who-can-t-stop-smugglin" target="_blank">Profile of Spanish drug boss Sito Miñanco</a>, who can’t stop smuggling tons of cocaine despite his fame</strong></li>
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<p>The investigation into his drug ring began in January of this year when authorities noticed a spike in heroin transactions taking place. Sixteen others were also arrested and 66 kilos of speed and thousands of euros in cash were seized.</p>
<p>Unnu was allegedly on his way to deliver the heroin to Francisco Javier Janeiro Rodriguez known as “Javillo”. He was arrested along with relatives. Spanish media report that Unnu never stayed in one place long and traveled extensively between <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Galicia" target="_blank">Galicia</a>, the Costa Del Sol and the Netherlands, practically living in his car. He also is reported to never use a phone.</p>
<p><em><strong>Milko (a pseudonym) is a Dutchman who has studied organized crime in the Netherlands, its history, and its offshoots in foreign countries for over two decades. He is also very knowledgeable about crime in other European countries and is eager to share his information.</strong></em></p>
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In the Irish city of Dublin, a crew known as “The Family” is flooding the streets with heroin and cocaine
https://gangstersinc.org/profiles/blogs/in-the-irish-city-of-dublin-a-crew-known-as-the-family-is-floodin
2019-05-16T18:34:07.000Z
2019-05-16T18:34:07.000Z
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<p>Police in Ireland busted a member of what media call “a veteran crime gang known as <em>The Family</em>” and seized almost €300,000 euros of drugs. A 48-year-old man was arrested on Monday night in Ballyfermot, a suburb of Dublin.</p>
<p>Authorities are withholding the man’s identity, as is custom in <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Ireland" target="_blank">Ireland</a>, but did report that two kilos of <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Heroin" target="_blank">heroin</a> with a street value of €280,000, and €12,000 worth’ of <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Cocaine" target="_blank">cocaine</a> were seized during the raid.</p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;"><strong>Dublin’s The Family</strong></span></p>
<p>“The Family” operates in <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Dublin" target="_blank">Dublin</a>’s Ballyfermot, Clondalkin and Tallaght neighborhoods and is said to be led by a 43-year-old man who served 6 years behind bars for possession of €2 million worth’ of heroin. He also has a history of violence, using shootings to intimidate rivals. His gang is <a href="https://www.herald.ie/news/gardai-seize-300k-of-drugs-from-veteran-mobsters-the-family-38112765.html" target="_blank">described</a> as “a highly unusual but very effective crew” with some members holding down steady, blue-collar jobs.</p>
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<li><strong>READ: Smirking and laughing as his victims died violent deaths -</strong> <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/smirking-and-laughing-as-his-victims-died-violent-deaths-profile" target="_blank"><strong>Profile: Irish mob hitman “Fat Freddie” Thompson</strong></a></li>
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<p>Irish police have been targeting the gang for over two decades, which led to several big busts. In 2015, they seized over €3 million euros of <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Drugs" target="_blank">drugs</a>, three sub-machine <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Guns" target="_blank">guns</a>, two pistols and ammunition.</p>
<p><span style="font-size:14pt;"><strong>Throwing cocaine out of a hotel room window</strong></span></p>
<p>Two years earlier, in August of 2013, a 44-year-old gang member in <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Spain" target="_blank">Spain</a> on business was so paranoid that the cops were on his tail that he threw out two suitcases filled with almost €4 million euros of cocaine out of his hotel room window. He received a 7-year prison sentence in 2015.</p>
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Exclusive: ‘The Art of Smuggling’ by Britain’s first drug baron
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2016-08-25T10:58:44.000Z
2016-08-25T10:58:44.000Z
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<p>Little has been written about the early history of the modern cannabis trade. Its pioneers are shrouded mystery, yet they laid the foundation for what became the biggest illicit business in the world. Francis Morland was probably the first British-born “drug baron” of the 1960s, an acclaimed sculptor from a well-connected Quaker family who exhibited around the world but found his lifestyle outstripped his income. He spotted the potential market for drugs among the rising counterculture, and in the mid-1960s, before the word “hippie” was commonplace, made vital connections with suppliers in Morocco and Lebanon. Soon he was shifting substantial quantities of hashish to both the UK and Europe.</p>
<p>But the real money in the Sixties’ pot market was in the USA, where demand was far greater and prices higher. In 1971, Morland was busted by Scotland Yard’s Drug Squad, but was released from custody on bail to await trial. Rather than sit around to face his day in court, he and Harvey Bramham, a former roadie with the folk-rock band Fairport Convention, loaded a yacht called Beaver with a ton of high-quality Moroccan resin and sailed it across the Atlantic to the U.S. Virgin Islands. Their plan was to move it from there to the mainland – and to make a small fortune, as Morland recalls in his <a href="http://milobooks.com/milo-books/the-art-of-smuggling/" target="_blank">newly-published autobiography</a>:</p>
<p>Our plan was based on a chap called Ken Wainman, an American whose parents had kept a holiday home on St Croix, the most southerly of the American Virgin Islands. According to him, Christiansted, one of its main settlements, was a laid-back port full of lotus eaters like himself. More importantly, it had an international airport with regular flights. Ken claimed that once you landed on St Croix you were officially in the United States, so if you then caught a plane to Miami or New York you were effectively just taking an internal flight, without having to run the gauntlet of US Customs. That sounded good.</p>
<p>The next day, we reported to Customs and Immigration. Our story was that we had been cruising the Virgins with the owner, a New Yorker, and he had gone home. We were here to fix up the boat and so on, and expected to be in town for at least a month. We booked a slot in the boatyard for the following day and got permission to remain on the jetty until then. Then we reported to the Stone Balloon, a louche coffee bar favored by the young and, apparently, draft dodgers avoiding the Vietnam War, long-haired and well into “the scene”, The walls were draped with posters of Che Guevara, Marsha Hunt and Huey Long, worn copies of Rolling Stone magazine lay scattered about and the Grateful Dead played on the jukebox. The barman was an elegant black guy, a retired police officer from New York. I loved it.</p>
<p>Ken seemed a bit shifty when we met. And he was amazed to hear what we had come with.</p>
<p>“A ton? You’re kidding me.” He didn’t seem pleased. “How are we going to move a ton here?”</p>
<p>“Here,” I spelt out, “is the biggest market in the world.”</p>
<p>“What, a hundred hippies?”</p>
<p>“No. I mean the United States of America.”</p>
<p>“Oh, the US. Who is going to take it there?”</p>
<p>“Well, you are, aren’t you? You said you could get girls to fly it over there twenty kilos at a time.”</p>
<p>“You seen what a bottle of whiskey costs here? They’re giving it away. Why do you think that is?”</p>
<p>I had noticed this phenomenon: lines of shops selling watches and cameras at giveaway prices.</p>
<p>“Because they are duty free?”</p>
<p>“Exactly. Arriving in the US from here is the same as from everywhere else. Worse in fact. Because of its duty-free status, they are especially careful about smuggling.”</p>
<p>“Why the fuck didn’t you tell us that?”</p>
<p>Ken tried to pretend that this was some new development but the truth was he’d been guessing with his previous story – and dreaming. It was back to the drawing board.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.facebook.com/GangstersInc" target="_blank"><img class="align-right" src="{{#staticFileLink}}9237076861,original{{/staticFileLink}}" alt="9237076861?profile=original" width="350" /></a>Over the next few weeks we sold a kilo on the island so that we had some money to fix the boat and live. Another forty kilos we buried inland. The bulk of our cargo we were going to sail to the north-eastern US; Ken was to arrange for us to be met at Providence, Rhode Island by his sister, who had a place there. Harvey resolved to fly to New England, where the Woodstock Festival was coming up, to warm up some contacts there for our eventual delivery. He said he would take charge of the money side of things and needed to arrange bank accounts in Switzerland. That was a huge burden off my mind, because it was not my plan to sail home with $1 million in cash stashed in my hold to a Europe now no doubt on the lookout for me. But I needed a crew and that meant talking with the hip crowd in St Croix to find reliable lads who would sail up the coast of America with me and deliver to Rhode Island.</p>
<p>It was July by the time we left. With me were Red and Brad, both in their early twenties with military call-ups to avoid. Red turned out a good sailor and Brad a good cook. They also liked the boat to be shipshape. They were to get five kilos apiece for their work, on delivery. I left forty kilos stashed on an island called Fallen Jerusalem, my ace in the hole in case anything went wrong. Intrepid treasure hunters may like to seek it out, for I never went back to get it, although what nature has done to it I dare not guess. Then we were off.</p>
<p>The journey took three weeks and was beset by a lack of wind for days at a time. We followed the coast of America, perhaps 300 miles out, and there were times when heavy mist fell and we seemed to be moving through a muffled cloud of steam. My well-honed navigation skills with the sextant were rendered useless and for days at a time we didn’t have a clue where we were. The three of us talked a lot. Brad, who knew Ken Wainman well, didn’t trust him. I wasn’t sure I did. Brad was also unwilling to go to Rhode Island because he feared our reception there. I was for cutting straight to the chase, where the market was: New York.</p>
<p>“You want to sail up the Hudson and dock in New York?” exclaimed the astonished Red. “No way! More pigs there than a Chicago abattoir.”</p>
<p>Brad was of the same view. They had the typical amateur understanding of smuggling: find a small cove, land the cargo at night, rent a car, load the gear. This is a mistake made by smugglers and dealers who believe that farms and empty country with no cop station for miles ought to be safer than the main street of a great city. They’re wrong. Life is quiet and uneventful in the country; everything gets noticed and tongues wag in the local bar.</p>
<p>“I want to hit the dock and hail a yellow cab,” I said.</p>
<p>“You crazy? The place is stiff with cops.”</p>
<p>They were adamant; they would go up the Hudson with me, but then they were off. They were having nothing to do with the unloading.</p>
<p>I did agree that I needed to reconnoiter the 79th Street marina, on the Upper West Side, and book a slot. And it would be wise to make some phone calls to see the lie of the land. That was how we came to make our first stop in Sandy Bay, opposite Manhattan, a low-lying, dreary New Jersey foreshore used mainly by working boats. I didn’t want to stay long, as it was not an obvious place for a stylish yacht to spend its time. I dinghied ashore, walked for what seemed miles before I could find a cab, then went into New York City and booked into the Chelsea Hotel on 23rd Street. It was time to make some calls.</p>
<p>Harvey was at Woodstock but said he’d fly straight down to New York, where he thought he had a buyer for most of the load. Ken was incommunicado; there was a rumour he’d been busted in Miami and his sister wouldn’t return calls. Harvey agreed that a fast delivery to New York was our best bet.</p>
<p>I was back on the boat that night, and at seven the next morning we saluted the Statue of Liberty as I, under the pseudonym “Charles Hamilton Brice”, skipper of the Beaver with his mutinous crew, sailed up the Hudson to arrive with over a ton of cannabis resin in the heart of NYC.</p>
<p>The boat basin is a largish marina next to Riverside Park, while 79th Street, which terminates there at a roundabout, is an important cross-island thoroughfare. The Washington Bridge loomed upriver in the summer haze. You could say it was bang in the middle of Manhattan, although in those days the area north of Riverside Park was regarded by white people as a dangerous reserve for drug-deranged blacks, called Harlem. The embankment opposite the basin is raised high and built into it was a large restaurant extending out onto a deep terrace. There my crew left me, bags slung over their shoulders and American passports in hand.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.facebook.com/GangstersInc" target="_blank"><img class="align-right" src="{{#staticFileLink}}9237077073,original{{/staticFileLink}}" alt="9237077073?profile=original" width="340" /></a>I (right) set about folding and rolling sails, making good the lines and sheets, and adjusting the fenders, watchful for I knew not what. Eventually a basin official with a classic New York girth rolled up.</p>
<p>“Where you come from, buddy?”</p>
<p>“American Virgins, St. Croix,” I said.</p>
<p>“That’s a way. You British?”</p>
<p>“I am.”</p>
<p>“Staying?”</p>
<p>“For a while. I need to replace my crew. Call me Hamilton.” I stretched out my hand to shake his and he gripped in warmly.</p>
<p>“Welcome to New York, Hamilton. You got anything you shouldn’t have?”</p>
<p>“Like what?”</p>
<p>“Food, animals, plants, things like that?”</p>
<p>“Nothing like that. Bit of cheap booze maybe.”</p>
<p>He chuckled. “Hammy, fill in this form and bring your passport by. And have a nice stay.”</p>
<p>It seemed I was in.</p>
<p>Later I walked to the roundabout behind the café. Cabs were no problem, although hauling the product up the slope was going to be hot work. August is a killer in New York. The humidity was terrific, the heat dense and oppressive. Walking a block put you in a muck sweat.</p>
<p>I returned to the Chelsea Hotel downtown and extended my stay there to a week. It was a cool place, proud of its flophouse atmosphere even though it had all the mod cons. Being unkempt and bearded, as I now was after weeks at sea, I fitted right in. Best of all, the Chelsea had telephones in all the rooms, and air conditioning. A remarkable feature of New York at this time was the ubiquitous aircon; every building was festooned with add-on white-boxed machines purring without pause and the most wretched diner would greet you with a blast of cold air. If you had a cab waiting out the front of the hotel, you could get through most of the day feeling the heat only in sudden wafts as you ran between cab and building and vice versa.</p>
<p>I got to work straight away, hammering the telephone. Harvey told me to introduce myself to Bill Linus, who worked in a printworks-cum-publishing office called Alternative Publishing somewhere around 50th. I took a cab there and buzzed the entry phone.</p>
<p>It was a handsome, brick-built industrial warehouse block tucked between the familiar skyscrapers. Each floor was open plan with stays and pulleys in 1920s ironwork still attached to the supporting columns. Between the floors were caged iron staircases and in the corners on each floor were simple cabins open to the floor, where people worked at desks. Over the open areas were hundreds of boxes, some baled, some packed, and rolls of newsprint. I could hear the hydraulic churn of a heavy press somewhere. The building housed several alternative publication businesses, a different one on each floor. Bill Linus was on the third. Posters, flyers, local newspapers, pamphlets, books and other junk bestrewed his space.</p>
<p>Bill was an entrepreneur, tall, slim, dressed in denim and a pioneer of the ponytail. He invited me into his office, a chaotic swirl of signed photos of authors and sexy silhouettes of afro-headed nudes, and sat me down. I introduced myself by putting a kilo block on the desk in front of him. He was cool about that.</p>
<p>“Mind if I roll up?”</p>
<p>He rolled a joint on the desk, lit up and drew deep. Other employees came and went without batting an eyelid. To some of them he offered a toke, and they savoured it like oenophiles with a good Bordeaux. Bill seemed to be getting sleepy.</p>
<p>“That’s a heavy high,” he sighed eventually. “What do you want for it?”</p>
<p>“Eight hundred dollars per kilo, if you take the lot. A thousand dollars if you take only half and climbing if I have to sweat round this greenhouse to find other buyers.”</p>
<p>“And the whole lot is?”</p>
<p>“A ton.”</p>
<p>To my surprise he did not do the usual intake of breath and whistling stuff. He got right up.</p>
<p>“I’ll need to talk to some guys.” And he was gone.</p>
<p>Half an hour later, during which time I read a booklet called How to Bust the Bust, a half-finished handbook on being arrested with drugs, he came back. He handed over an envelope with pictures of Madison inside. I counted them. Eight hundred dollars.</p>
<p>“So the lot?”</p>
<p>“We’ll try and take it all. If we can’t move the whole lot in ten days we’ll look at the price again. Meanwhile, cash on delivery?”</p>
<p>“Harvey’ll be dealing with the money.”</p>
<p>“You’re a cool dude,” said Bill. “Your British gentleman’s word, huh?”</p>
<p>With $800 in my pocket I could get to work. The first thing to do was get all the dope off the boat and for that I needed somewhere to stow it. I rented a one-bed service flat for $300 a fortnight, renewable, on 53rd Street, nice and close to Alternative Publishing. The plan was to move the dope in 100-kilo goes to the flat until the boat was empty. Then I could concentrate on distribution.</p>
<p>I had two Revelation suitcases, my dad’s, which had completed the trip from England with me. The hinges and catches were on a ratchet so you could double the size of the case. I could get anything up to sixty kilos in, with a coating layer of clothes, without it looking absurdly heavy.</p>
<p>And so my routine began: loading the cases on the boat, getting the basin trolley, rolling it up the ramps to the roundabout, calling a cab, loading the cab, returning the trolley, back to the cab and off to 53rd Street. Pay off the cab, haul the cases up three storeys to the flat, unpack and stow it and back down with the empty Revelations into a cab and back to the boat. For some of this I eventually rented a car out at the airport, which I could leave in a car park stack next to the basin.</p>
<p>One time when I was in a heavy sweat pushing the trolley up the ramp to the roundabout, two cops in full uniform joined me, one on either side. I thought they were seizing the trolley but they weren’t. They were helping me.</p>
<p>“Jolly decent of you chaps. You’d never get a British bobby helping out like that.”</p>
<p>“Always glad to help, sir. Have a nice day.”</p>
<p>Harvey arrived from Woodstock and wanted me to get the stuff shifted by making daily deliveries of fifty kilos to Alternative Publishing. But he wouldn’t come the boat. He had sunk into the alternative scene and was picking up the rising paranoia of acid abuse, Nixon and Vietnam. I was happy for him to leave the handling work to me. Each day I would do one or two excursions with the Revelation cases. Then at some time during the day I’d go round to Alternative Publishing with fifty kilos in a case, again by cab. Often I’d hang out there for a while and maybe eat takeaway pastrami-and-ryes with the staff.</p>
<p>There was also work to do on the boat, so I was also busy painting the wheelhouse and resealing the hatches. I had told the guy at the Basin office that I might be selling the boat, so it was not surprising that one afternoon a couple of men who looked like father and son appeared on the pontoon, admiring the Beaver’s lines.</p>
<p>“My dad’s winding down,” said the younger one. “He was thinking of like a retirement thing. A boat he could live in for some of the year with Mom, like the winter months, down Florida and Bahamas. You know what I mean? He wants a good-size yawl.”</p>
<p>And so on. They had a quick look around and purported to consider where a grandchild could sleep and things like that. Then they left.</p>
<p>No sailor would mistake the Beaver for a yawl. I didn’t like it, but what could I do? Keep moving the dope.</p>
<p>Harvey was more wary. He had accumulated a big stash of dough, around $200,000, and we agreed he would fly back to Europe with it. He clearly thought I was doomed.</p>
<p>“Why not wait until we’ve sold the lot?” I asked. “You think it’s going to come on top?”</p>
<p>“It’s what I fear,” he said.</p>
<p>“And you’re going to leave me to face the music?”</p>
<p>“Better you face the music with some money in the bank.” He was right; there was no point us both being wiped out.</p>
<p>After he had gone, it reached a stage where there were about forty kilos on the boat and 400 kilos in the flat; the rest had been delivered and paid for. My deliveries were becoming fewer and clearly I was stretching the capacity of our buyer. Time seemed to slow down, yet there was an unpleasant expectancy in the air.</p>
<p>It came to a head one lunchtime. I was eating peaches out of a tin with a fork on the pontoon when they appeared at one end, a young man and a girl in plain clothes and three other men in boiler suits with the Institution of Customs Enforcement (ICE) slogan across their chests.</p>
<p>“Hamilton Brice? We have reason to believe you have a large quantity of cannabis resin on board this boat and I have here a warrant to search. You want to tell us about it or are you going to make us do it the hard way?”</p>
<p>I was a goner as far as the dope onboard was concerned, but the reference to “on this boat” implied they didn’t know about the flat. I’ve said this before and others believe it too about me: I don’t panic, and I give myself time to think. I’m not a brilliant thinker, in fact much of what has happened to me makes me seem an idiot, and I try to do too much on my own. But what helps a little is that I lack imagination. I don’t in the moment of crisis see the disastrous times that loom ahead, and so I never go to pieces.</p>
<p>“You’ll find it in the forecabin. About forty kilos. When you’ve got that we’ll talk some more.”</p>
<p>They found it alright. They searched me and bagged my belongings, then sat me down in the saloon. While the girl made some tea – “That’s what you Brits like, right?” – they grilled me.</p>
<p>It was time for my damage limitation story. I told them a guy in a bar in Christiansted had asked me to deliver this forty ki to a guy in New York. They had found Harvey’s number but he was safely back in the UK. So OK, I said, it might have been this Harvey. I was to take this dope to the Chelsea Hotel and eventually he was going to come in a cab and pick it up; in fact he was due this afternoon and I had been about to take a cab there. This was sort of true: the last forty kilos was packed into one of the suitcases, although it wasn’t going to the Chelsea.</p>
<p>In the event this was a clever piece of improvisation, because they now wanted to do next was stake out the Chelsea with me and ambush whoever came to collect. I was cuffed and marched up the ramp to their cars and our little convoy proceeded through the midtown traffic to the Chelsea. The young man and the girl walked me into the hotel, I got the key and we went up to my room. I had passed the attitude test and I was no longer cuffed. We stowed the case, then went downstairs and waited in the foyer.</p>
<p>An hour went by.</p>
<p>A yellow cab drew up, and a young couple got out and were paying the driver. I rose to my feet.</p>
<p>“It’s them,” I whispered urgently. “I’ll go and get them in. Wait there!” Amazingly, they did. I walked fast out into 23rd Street and hustled the arrivals away from the driver’s door.</p>
<p>“Don’t worry. I’ll pay. I need this cab. Just go!” To the cabbie I said, “Just go, go, go! I’m being chased. There’s a hundred bucks in it if you can get me away from here.”</p>
<p>It was a complete lie; I didn’t have a cent. But unbelievably he went, as fast as he could. Which, unfortunately in the traffic, was very slowly indeed.</p>
<p>I should have run.</p>
<p>There followed a farcical twenty minutes in which we were blocked in slow-moving traffic, only able to turn right and right again. I was spluttering an incoherent account of being caught up in error in some gang shootout and all the time we were working our way round the block back to where we started. Then a hue and cry went up, police sirens everywhere, blue lights flashing and NYPD cars cutting through the late- afternoon logjam.</p>
<p>I left the cab as quickly as I had got into it, chucking my wristwatch to the cabbie as payment, and sprinted across the road. I had seen a barber and I hadn’t shaved or had a haircut for a while. Maybe if it was all shaved off, I would get away.</p>
<p>No sooner was I inside the barber’s parlour than I could see a cop walking towards us. I ducked back out and ran down towards First Avenue. Coming the other way were two fit and determined-looking plainclothesmen. I surrendered.</p>
<p>They led me to their vehicle and bundled me in. Then two traffic cops came up and tried to stop them. It was the narcotics Feds that now had me, in the form of the Bureau of Narcotics and Dangerous Drugs (BNDD), and an unholy turf war broke out as to whose prisoner I was. After a lot of crackling radio and heavy swearing, calm was restored and it was conceded that I was the property of ICE, and the narcs handed over their prize. Not that it made any difference.</p>
<p>The BNDD had themselves raided Alternative Publications that afternoon and had been planning to pick me up at the Chelsea, where they knew I had been staying. They had recovered fifty kilos from Alternative and arrested four or five people there. An even more calamitous sequel was that a sharp-eyed exhibits officer puzzled over the boat keys. One looked familiar to him. It was of unusual manufacture and mainly issued by one particular New York locksmith. After some cunning tracing work, they identified the flat on 53rd, and 400 kilos more were recovered.</p>
<p>All that remained was identifying me. Unless I wished to hide from my family that I was to spend the next four years in a federal penitentiary, that too was a foregone conclusion.</p>
<p>Exactly a year after my first arrest in London, I was collected from one of the twenty-man cages that filled a federal warehouse in the Bronx, was taken to the US District Court South, and pleaded guilty in front of Justice Croake. That winter I was sentenced to eight years in prison. My luck had run out.</p>
<p>“IT AIN’T SO bad,” a character called Johnny “the Trick” Manolo told me on the five-hour prison bus ride from the West Street detention centre in the Bronx to Lewisburg Penitentiary, Pennsylvania.. “You’ll be with the crème de la crème. Take it slow. Don’t make any pals you might regret. Take your time, watch, remember. Most important thing, get on the right wing, with people you can get on with. Don’t do nothing in the first week. Guy asks you a question, you answer polite. But brief. You won’t be asking him no questions. Why would ya? You’re not short of time. There’ll be guys say they can get you jobs in the kitchen or the stores. Just say you’ll take your time. You need to get your bearings.”</p>
<p>A guard stood at the front of the bus facing back towards us. This being America, he had some kind of shotgun across his chest.</p>
<p>“That’s good advice you’re getting, Hamilton,” he called out to me. “Now listen up.” He then gave us the welcome lecture to “the federal correctional facility of Lewisburg”, like he was proud of it and wanted all of us to have a good time as his guests. He talked like we were one big happy family, with maybe a trace of sarcasm.</p>
<p>“There’s fourteen hundred of us in eight blocks. There are two floors and four wings on each block. When you leave reception, you’ll be in one of these wings. Some of the wings are freer than others. Depends on your conduct and why you’re here. Some of us are kidnappers with homicide, some are traitors, some obscenity artists, some revolutionaries, some are drug smugglers like Hamilton here. He’s English in case any of you wanna learn to speak good.”</p>
<p>There was a round of sarcastic clapping.</p>
<p>“Each wing has its cells, the good guys get one to themselves generally and they’re open most times to the rest of the wing. Others get sent to the Jungle. You’ll find a day room with TV, shower and washrooms. It’s not so bad. You leave the wing to eat and to work and to recreate but you’d better get on with those guys on your wing. You won’t be partying with the rest of the guys much else of the time. Lock up, 8 P.M. Lights out, 10 P.M. Reveille, 6 A.M. Any questions?”</p>
<p>Actually all the time I was at Lewisburg I was treated with respect. This was partly because I was English and partly because cannabis in America was still a cottage industry with very few big players. I wasn’t treading on anyone’s toes and I made a change from the usual inmate, with my good manners and diffident English style.</p>
<p>The prison was a great big hulk of brick-built blocks astraddle a central corridor, the control building, put up in the 1930s with little expense spared. It had a running track, cinema, gym, library and basketball court. Best of all it had tennis courts, two of top quality clay, and nobody used them. It also had a library, into which they were happy to induct me when they heard that I was a craftsman willing to sort and bind their books, a block transfer of slushy novels from a dull US Air Force base which needed a lot of weeding. I did mornings at the library, then broke off after lunch, when the governor was happy to let me play tennis all the afternoons that the weather, when it improved, permitted. The winner stayed on. I was a university-class player so I got very fit.</p>
<p>Nice though all this sounds, it was, of course, surrounded by a high wall and machine gun towers, floodlit at night and patrolled by dogs on running leashes. This was where the next three years of my life were to be spent. Later we had some Watergate convicts pass through on their way to the open prison at Allenwood, but the guards there were apparently so jumpy that some inmates applied to come back to Lewisburg, where the security was more relaxed.</p>
<p>There’s not a lot to be said for prison. One compensation is that you meet people who have led the strangest lives and done the weirdest things. In the refectory you queued by race: blacks, Latinos, whites. I would join the Black Panthers and the Nation of Islam cons because I didn’t know any better and they got spare ribs. I met the likes of Huey Newton and Ishmael X. Once Ishmael X came to me in the library and asked me if I’d rebind his Koran. He’d been good to me in that queue, so sure I would. It was in a terrible state because he gave readings from it every prayer time on his wing. This book was part of a kind of cult issue from Elijah Muhammad, leader of the Nation of Islam, or Black Muslims; he enjoyed free labour on his big ranch as tribute from his following. They also had to buy a journal of his, Elijah Muhammad Speaks.</p>
<p>His accent was familiar and I asked him where he was from. St Croix, would you believe. We chewed the cud about the island. I didn’t like to ask him why he was inside, but I found out. He was Ishmael LaBeet, one of a group of black civil rights activists who had invaded a golf course in St Croix and shot repeatedly at a group of privileged white tourists, killing eight of them. Many years later, this polite man hijacked an American Airlines plane and diverted it to Cuba.</p>
<p>The Panthers had a strike one day in the furniture department where they worked. We all went on sandwich and Kool-Aid rations and prison lockdown, to the delight of the screws, until the whole prison except the Panthers voted to get back to normal. After that we never saw the Panthers again.</p>
<p>Although we all ate communally, it was along an endless corridor hall connecting the wings. You got to see people from neighbouring wings but not the distant ones. Violent prisoners tended to be segregated away from us white-collar types. I met Jimmy Hoffa, and hung out with Guido, a big-time steel union boss. He was educating himself in the “Mafia structures of Renaissance Italian city states”, believe it or not.</p>
<p>I eventually got onto the “honour” wing, where I used to play a lot of chess. One of the inmates was in a federal prison because he had stabbed an officer in another prison for confiscating a jug of hooch. And he had been in that prison because he’d shot his grandfather, who had shot his dog. I beat him twice quite easily and was playing him a third time when this composed, smart-looking man, maybe ten years older than me, put a coaster under my mug of coffee. Next time I picked it up, I saw he had written the single word “lose” on it. Sound advice.</p>
<p>I got parole and in the summer of 1974 I was transferred by Immigration to Pittsburgh Holding. It was a dreadful place where we slept two to a bunk in our cells. People screamed all night because nothing is more to be avoided for most deportees than their expulsion from the Land of the Free. I made a huge fuss, and when they looked up my story I became a bit of a novelty cause célèbre – someone who was actually looking forward to going home! So I was taken shopping at Sears by the guards and even given a joint to smoke and asked for my autograph. Finally, I was flown to New York, where I spent another ten days in a similar facility. Some of the deportees there were hobbled with leg shackles to discourage them from running for it prior to their flights. Then I was driven to Kennedy, marched across the tarmac, and handed over to a Pan Am air hostess. My passport was returned. For a few hours I was free.</p>
<p>At Heathrow, I emerged into arrivals to see my family there to welcome me. But so were the police. They had not forgotten me.</p>
<p>In September 1974, at the Old Bailey, Judge Abdela took into account the three years I had served in America, handing down a comparatively lenient eighteen months.</p>
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Atlantic City “Dirty Block” Gang enforcer gets life in prison for violent heroin trafficking conspiracy
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<div><p><a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/atlantic-city-dirty-block-gang-enforcer-gets-life-in-prison-for-v"><img class="align-center" src="{{#staticFileLink}}9237078672,original{{/staticFileLink}}" alt="9237078672?profile=original" width="520" /></a>By David Amoruso</p>
<p>Malik “Lik” Derry, an alleged enforcer for the Atlantic City “Dirty Block” gang, was sentenced to life in prison on Friday. After a six-week trial, he was convicted of conspiracy to distribute one kilogram or more of heroin and various violent shootings.</p>
<p>The “Dirty Block” gang was led by Malik’s brother <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/atlantic-city-gang-boss-gets-life-in-prison-for-drug-conspiracy">Mykal “Koose” Derry</a>, who himself is serving life in prison as well after having been convicted of <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/atlantic-city-gang-boss-gets-life-in-prison-for-drug-conspiracy">drug and gun crimes</a>. Malik Derry acted as the gang’s enforcer, but was also active as a street level dealer, selling dope to junkies in the lucrative drug trafficking area of the Stanley Holmes public housing complex, and Brown’s Park.</p>
<p>He switched roles from dealer to enforcer whenever the “<a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=DirtyBlock">Dirty Block</a>” gang’s power was questioned. Malik Derry, his brother Mykal, and other gang members routinely carried loaded handguns and engaged in at least eight drug related shootings between October 2010 and February 2013, including the shooting of a teenager on April 17, 2011, which left the victim paralyzed.</p>
<p>Additional testimony at Malik Derry’s trial established that he and his brother planned and carried out the shooting murder of a rival drug dealer in <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=AtlanticCity">Atlantic City</a> on the evening of February 10, 2013. Mykal Derry told members of his gang that he wanted them to “put him down” (referring to an order to shoot the rival dealer) when they saw him.</p>
<p>Malik Derry heard his brother loud and clear and, in a scene reminiscent of television series Breaking Bad, shot the dealer in the head from close range while riding a bicycle past him as the victim stood in front of an Atlantic City restaurant.</p>
<p>The murder weapon, a stolen .380 caliber semi-automatic handgun, was later recovered from the drop ceiling in an apartment located on Green Street in Atlantic City, which, at the time, was shared by Mykal Derry and his girlfriend, Kimberly Spellman. Atlantic City police detectives also found 18 “bricks” of heroin (approximately 900 individual packets of <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Heroin">heroin</a>) and drug packaging materials inside the apartment.</p>
<p>When the case hit the courtroom, there wasn’t much Malik Derry and his brother could do. The evidence presented by the government consisted of recordings of hundreds of telephone calls and text messages between Mykal Derry, Malik Derry, and over 19 other members of the gang, physical evidence including the recovery of twenty firearms, ballistics evidence from shooting scenes, crime scene evidence from eight different shooting scenes in Atlantic City, recovery of substantial quantities of heroin and drug packaging materials, approximately $40,000 in drug proceeds, the testimony of dozens of FBI agents and Atlantic City police detectives, ballistics experts, a narcotics expert, and two cooperating witnesses who had previously pleaded guilty to federal drug trafficking offenses.</p>
<p>They were street kings while it lasted, but now 25-year-old Malik and his 36-year-old brother Mykal will spend the rest of their lives behind bars for the criminal acts they committed.</p>
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The Golden Triangle: How Triads cornered the heroin market
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2016-06-16T11:08:42.000Z
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<p>Whether it’s human beings, counterfeit products or drugs, <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/triads-overview">Triads</a> are experts in smuggling the goods from point A to point B. During the 1950s and 1960s, they became masters at flooding Europe and North America with heroin.</p>
<p>With a purity of 90 percent their heroin was of superior quality compared to anything their competitors put out on the streets. It showed in the pricing as it became one of the most expensive drugs out there. Known as ‘China White,’ it became an instant best-seller.</p>
<p>China White heroin was grown in the so called Golden Triangle in South-East Asia, a rugged area of 150,000 square miles. Farmers have huge fields where they grow the opium poppy. Each year the opium is harvested from the end of December to the beginning of March. The farmers then sell their crop to the army, or middlemen, who pay them in cash or goods, like clothing and food.</p>
<p>Several countries are part of this heroin triangle, namely the western fringe of Laos, the four northern provinces of Thailand, and Burma, now known as Myanmar. During the 1970s an estimated 70 percent of the world's heroin came from here. And Triads were involved in getting it from South-East Asia to the backstreets of New York, London, and Amsterdam.</p>
<p>The <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Triads">Triads</a> could fall back on their roots when it came to making contact with heroin suppliers. When president Chiang Kai-shek's Chinese forces were defeated, two of his armies that were stationed in the southern Chinese province of Yunnan fled into the Shan States of northern Burma. There they found farmers with Chinese roots dating back three thousand years growing and harvesting the opium poppy.</p>
<p>With <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/profile-shanghai-triad-boss-du-yueh-sheng">Chiang Kai-shek</a>'s former army controlling the growth of opium in Burma, and Triad groups in Hong Kong looking for a good supplier, the contact was easily made. The middlemen would smuggle the raw opium to refineries in Burma near the border with Thailand, there the opium was converted into morphine. As morphine the opium package was reduced to one tenth of its original bulk.</p>
<p>From these refineries it is smuggled into Thailand, which is used as go-between because of its large port in Bangkok from where large drug shipments could be sent to anywhere in the world. But before the shipments are sent, a deal has to be made between supplier and buyer.</p>
<p>These deals were made in Thailand's second largest city Chiang Mai, which is situated over 400 miles north of Bangkok. Back in the 1970s Chiang Mai was known to be a popular tourist destination, but, unbeknownst to the public, it was also a favorite among drug traffickers looking to set up a deal, or those on the run from authorities. Many Chinese traffickers would eventually settle in Thailand, and even traded their Chinese name for a Thai one.</p>
<p>The <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Heroin">heroin business</a> remains booming. The Golden Triangle is second only to Afghanistan when it comes to producing opium. Thanks to globalization and a crackdown by law enforcement, the <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blog/list?tag=Triads">Triads</a> are no longer the most dominant players on the market. Plenty of other parties have joined the fray.</p>
<p>As a result, China White still is a household name on many a street corner in a long list of countries far removed from the Golden Triangle.</p>
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Cleveland drug boss Keith Ricks: From selfies in the gym to trafficking heroin
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2015-09-17T07:59:38.000Z
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<p>Crime boss Keith Ricks liked to stay busy. Moving bricks of heroin, robbing rival dope dealers from their hard earned product, and pumping iron in the gym were among his favorites. He surrounded himself by likeminded men. But each one craved attention. On Twitter, on Instagram, in self-made movies. While they felt like they were on top of the food chain, the FBI thought different and began stalking its prey. </p>
<p>For many years, a rapper by the name of <a href="https://twitter.com/117chase" target="_blank">Chase</a> was trying to make it big. Born and raised on the rough streets of Cleveland, his main claim to fame was <em>keeping it real</em>. When he rapped about slanging dope and riding around in expensive cars he wasn’t lying. That’s what he actually did! In real life, under his birth given name Maceo Moore.</p>
<p>His criminal endeavors financed his rap music and videos, hell, to top it off he even made a feature length film about his gangster life. With flagrant disregard for keeping a low profile this gang boss flaunted his notoriety and wealth whenever he could.</p>
<p>Who was going to stop him? He ran the streets of East 117th and St. Clair in Cleveland, Ohio. He was the top dog. </p>
<p>So “Chase” Moore wasn’t surprised when a film crew came up to him to ask if they could make a documentary about his life. In recent years a steady stream of gangster documentaries have filled the television networks, DVD outlets, and YouTube channels. From Cocaine Cowboys to Mr. Untouchable all the way down to documentaries on local crime bosses like Moore. Though it may sound strange to some of our readers, these men were seen as heroes by many. Much like Al Capone or John Gotti were viewed in their heyday.</p>
<p>Of course, most gangsters prefer to keep the cameras at bay. Certainly when they are still involved in crime. But Moore had no problem with it. He only saw the plus side. His ego was being inflated like a hot air balloon and he was skyrocketing towards heaven.</p>
<p>He should’ve been more cautious.</p>
<p>The documentary film crew turned out to be a group of undercover agents from the FBI who were investigating the Cleveland drug world. Thanks to Moore they had struck gold and were about to mine him for all he was worth.</p>
<p>First, they asked him about his criminal exploits, such as robbing other drug dealers. On June 12, 2012, an undercover agent asked Moore whether him and his crew did that a lot? “Yeah, that was our job, kicking doors,” Moore answered. “We worked every day, around the clock. If you had it, and we wanted it, we was coming to get it.”</p>
<p>Undercover agent: “For how many years?”</p>
<p>“Shit, It ain't never, it don't stop. That's what it was, that's what it is,” Moore said.</p>
<p>Asked how his crew selected targets, Moore explained that it was routine for his crew to identify robbery targets who boasted about, or flaunted, the wealth that they had accumulated through drug trafficking. He said that on certain occasions, they would solicit the assistance of “a female,” who would befriend their target, and attempt to manipulate the target to provide her with personal information that they could use to decide when, where, and how to follow through on their plans to rob him. </p>
<p>Moore, “Now we know where he live at, we gonna go pay him a visit.” Adding, “It's like, I could see a dude at the club. He buying and poppin' bottles, he got his jewelry on, he on the list, he gonna get it.”</p>
<p>When it came to these robberies. Moore needed men who were capable. In the underworld that means men who can kill. “Anything can go wrong,” Moore explains. “I ain't takin' no ten guys on me to do nothing like that. Going into them situations, the average dude don't have it in his head, ‘we going in to kill.’ But, it can lead to that. Anything can go wrong in a robbery.”</p>
<p><a href="http://www.facebook.com/GangstersInc" target="_blank"><img class="align-right" src="{{#staticFileLink}}9237051485,original{{/staticFileLink}}" alt="9237051485?profile=original" width="300" /></a>He would know. When it came to robbing people, Moore was considered an expert. Not just by the FBI agents interviewing him, but by his peers as well. Among them a man who frequently supplied Moore with heroin, a man by the name of Keith Ricks (right), who, on the morning of April 17, 2013, calls Moore on the telephone, which, by then, is tapped by the feds.</p>
<p>“Hey, man, listen, man,” Ricks says. “Let me ask you a question, man. Could you do me a favor, man? You know I don't ask you for much, right? For real, man, I don't ask for much, [Maceo]. Man, I just need one favor from you, man,” a desperate sounding Ricks almost begs.</p>
<p>“What's that?” Moore replies.</p>
<p>“Man, turn me onto something (a heroin deal or a robbery target), man,” Ricks asks.</p>
<p>Moore, “What you mean?”</p>
<p>Ricks, “Man, you already know!”</p>
<p>Moore, “A ho (woman)?”</p>
<p>Ricks, “No nigga! Fuck a ho, I got hoes!”</p>
<p>Though he may not sound like it, authorities claim Keith Ricks was the undisputed leader of Cleveland’s East Side. The man who oversaw it all. The man with the connect. The one who made dope deals in Atlanta and then organized for the kilos to be trafficked to Cleveland by mail or car.</p>
<p>He tried to go legit once, buying and running a bar, but that proved to be too much work and turned out a failure. After that he went back to the streets and the fast money.</p>
<p>And why wouldn’t he? These guys were top of the food chain. Whatever they wanted they took. Ricks was bringing in enough heroin through his connections in Atlanta for the entire group. And if anyone had more, they’d rob him.</p>
<p>As Moore explained to the undercover agent, “I sold drugs, but I started getting more money when I started taking from the drug dealers. That's how, honestly, that's how I got my money. I sold drugs, but I always been the hustler, so I sold drugs, I find out such and such over here got it, they doing good, well, we going to get that. Flat out, we going to get it. Whatever they got. Money, jewelry, drugs, whatever they got, we going to get it. Flat out.”</p>
<p>They were brash, arrogant, devious, and ruthless.</p>
<p>And they loved showing off on social media like Twitter and <a href="https://instagram.com/keithvsmax/" target="_blank">Instagram</a>. So much so that the FBI began monitoring their accounts to see if they could corroborate evidence obtained via wiretaps.</p>
<p>When FBI agents came knocking in June of 2013, Ricks and Moore must have had no clue what hit them. For years they ran the East Side of Cleveland with impunity. They flaunted their wealth and criminal behavior in music videos, feature length movies, and on social media without a care in the world.</p>
<p>Now, shit got real.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.facebook.com/GangstersInc" target="_blank"><img class="align-center" src="{{#staticFileLink}}9237052484,original{{/staticFileLink}}" alt="9237052484?profile=original" width="600" /></a>In total 60 people were caught up in this operation and indicted for their roles in a conspiracy to bring heroin from Chicago and Atlanta and sell it throughout Greater Cleveland. 58 were found guilty. It was the biggest heroin bust in Cleveland's history.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.facebook.com/GangstersInc" target="_blank"><img class="align-right" src="{{#staticFileLink}}9237053255,original{{/staticFileLink}}" alt="9237053255?profile=original" width="250" /></a>39-year-old Maceo Moore (right) now has plenty of time to work on those rap lyrics of his. His release date is set for September 17, 2028. Maybe he will finally hit it big as a rapper when he gets out.</p>
<p>The last to be sentenced in this operation was Keith Ricks. On Monday, September 14, 2015, at just 33 years old he was sentenced to life in prison.</p>
<p>The two men are also being investigated in connection with several murders.</p>
<p>After Ricks’ sentencing, authorities had lots of arguments on why he deserved such punishment.</p>
<p>“[Ricks] led a group responsible for thefts, violence and the distribution of dozens of pounds of heroin,” Steven M. Dettelbach, U.S. Attorney for the Northern District of Ohio, said. “He is a predator that needed to be taken out of the community.”</p>
<p>“Mr. Ricks is a violent drug dealer that deserves to be behind bars for a long time,” Stephen D. Anthony, Special Agent in Charge of the FBI’s Cleveland Office, said. “The Northern Ohio Law Enforcement Task Force works tirelessly to rid the streets of the most dangerous criminals and Keith Ricks definitely is one of them.”</p>
<p>“Ricks was the leader of a large and wide-ranging heroin conspiracy that involved dozens of people and distributed heroin to large parts of Cleveland,” Assistant U.S. Attorney Matthew W. Shepherd wrote in the sentencing memo. “In addition to distributing heroin, members of the conspiracy committed robberies, thefts and burglaries to obtain heroin or funds to obtain heroin in support of the conspiracy.”</p>
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Baltimore: A Gangster History
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2013-01-28T18:00:00.000Z
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<p>In the timespan of little over one month, the inspiration for stick-up king Omar Little and the actor who played the Machiavellian “Prop Joe” both left this world.</p>
<p>Donnie Andrews was the real life inspiration for Omar. He spent his youth robbing Baltimore drug dealers with a .44 magnum, Slate.com reports. While serving a life sentence he met then journalist David Simon, who would go on to create The Wire. Just like Omar, Andrews, too, had a close relationship with the police. During his time behind bars he became one of the Baltimore Police Department’s best informants for all of the gang and drug-related activity in the city. It earned him an early release in 2005 after having served 17 years. He immediately joined the writing staff of The Wire and even starred in a small part as a member of Butchie’s crew.</p>
<p><a href="{{#staticFileLink}}9237005467,original{{/staticFileLink}}"><img class="align-right" src="{{#staticFileLink}}9237005467,original{{/staticFileLink}}" alt="9237005467?profile=original" width="250" /></a>Donnie Andrews Andrews (right) died December 13, 2012, “following heart complications while in New York City where he was attending an event as part of his efforts to promote a non-profit outreach foundation. He was 58,” the <a href="http://www.baltimoresun.com/news/maryland/crime/blog/bal-donnie-andrews-inspiration-for-omar-character-on-the-wire-dies-20121214,0,3207915.story" target="_blank">Baltimore Sun</a> reported.</p>
<p>And then there was “Prop Joe”. The gang boss who could talk his way out of any lethal situation. Actor Robert F. Chew (below) gave his character a heart. Made him more than just another slick and devious gangster. The 52-year-old Baltimore actor and teacher made Proposition Joe one of television’s most iconic criminals. On January 17, he “died of apparent heart failure in his sleep at his home in Northeast Baltimore, according to Clarice Chew, his sister,” tthe <a href="http://articles.baltimoresun.com/2013-01-18/entertainment/bal-proposition-joe-the-wire-robert-chew-dead-at-52-20130118_1_young-actors-david-simon-proposition-joe" target="_blank">Baltimore Sun</a> reported.</p>
<p><a href="{{#staticFileLink}}9237005879,original{{/staticFileLink}}"><img class="align-center" src="{{#staticFileLink}}9237005879,original{{/staticFileLink}}" alt="9237005879?profile=original" width="333" /></a>Baltimore and The Wire. Most people outside of the United States probably never heard of Baltimore before. After watching <a href="http://amzn.to/WJdcWT" target="_blank">The Wire</a>, however, they probably felt they knew the city through and through. But who were the real gangsters that served as inspiration for characters like Marlo, Avon Barksdale, and Stringer Bell? Which murders actually took place? Which politicians were corrupt?</p>
<p>Puparo will start delving into B-more’s criminal history and give the readers of Gangsters Inc. a detailed rundown of the past and present of Baltimore’s gangland.</p>
<p><span class="font-size-4"><strong>BALTIMORE A.K.A. BODYMORE</strong></span></p>
<p>By <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/puparos-corner">Puparo</a></p>
<p>Television crime drama The Wire<br /> David Simon creator, producer and head writer of The Wire. Baltimore city detective Edward Burns is a producer and writer for HBO’s Baltimore based crime drama The Wire. Drug dealer Nathan Barksdale is dramatized in the HBO series The Wire just like Baltimore drug dealers “Little” Melvin Williams, Lamont “Chin” Farmer and Louis “Cookie” Savage.</p>
<p>Baltimore police commissioner<br /> Donald Pomerleau served as Baltimore commissioner from 1966 till 1981</p>
<p>Baltimore Democrat Mayor<br /> William Donald Schaeffer became mayor in 1971 and served till 1987</p>
<p>Baltimore’s State Attorney Milton Allen started a special “Task Force on Narcotics” and in the team was Homicide investigator Stephen Tabeling</p>
<p>Baltimore Frank Matthews main dealer Brother Carter<br /> Baltimore drug dealer John Edward “Liddy” (“Liddie”) Jones bought his drugs from Frank Matthews his Baltimore main dealer James Wesley “Big Head Brother” Carter (it was estimated that Carter provided 80% of the heroin market in Baltimore)</p>
<p>bail bondsman and Maryland House of Delegates member James “Turk” Scott (43) killed<br /> 13 July 1973 was bail bondsman and Maryland House of Delegates member James “Turk” Scott (43) shot and killed, he was under a federal indictment on charges of conspiracy to transport 40 pounds of heroin from new York to Baltimore</p>
<p>Baltimore Frank Matthews main dealer Brother Carter<br /> In Baltimore was Frank Matthews main dealer James Wesley “Big Head Brother” Carter aka Bernard J. Lee and he got 5 December 1975 fifteen years</p>
<p>Baltimore drug boss <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/baltimore-drug-boss-maurice">Maurice “Peanut” King</a><br /> With the disappearance of Frank Matthews in the early 70ties and the conviction of Frank Matthews main dealer James Wesley “Big Head Brother” Carter in Baltimore the new drug boss became Maurice “Peanut” King</p>
<p>East Baltimore based strip club Eldorado manager Kenneth Antonio “Kenny Bird” Jackson<br /> East Baltimore based strip club Eldorado manager Kenneth Antonio “Kenny Bird” Jackson his enemy and rival is Maurice “Peanut” King</p>
<p>East Baltimore based strip club Eldorado manager Kenneth Antonio “Kenny Bird” Jackson<br /> East Baltimore based strip club Eldorado manager Kenneth Antonio “Kenny Bird” Jackson beat murder raps in 1974 and 1991</p>
<p>Boston harbour based ILA Local 333<br /> Members Riker “Rocky” McKenzie, Kenneth “Kenny Bird” McKenzie and Milton Tillman Jr.</p>
<p>Baltimore police commissioner<br /> Frank Battaglia served as Baltimore commissioner from 1981 till 1984</p>
<p>Baltimore drug boss Maurice “Peanut” King<br /> Maurice “Peanut” King was in July 1981 shot in the foot</p>
<p>Otis “Mike” Smith was in prison when his brother Howard Smith was shot and killed and Otis Smith became a witness against <a href="http://gangstersinc.ning.com/profiles/blogs/baltimore-drug-boss-maurice">Maurice “peanut” King</a></p>
<p>Baltimore drug boss Maurice “Peanut” King<br /> Thomas “Joe Dancer” Ricks was 1 April 1982 arrested for murder</p>
<p>Baltimore drug boss Maurice “Peanut” King<br /> Maurice “Peanut” King, Thomas “Joe Dancer” Ricks, Clarence “Magic” Meredith, James Carter, Marcell “Black Barney” Moffat, Kerney “Wilco” Lindsey, Clinton Frisby, Stanley Rodgers and Beatrice Roberts (the girlfriend of Thomas “Joe Dancer” Ricks) stood on trial in 1982 and 1983</p>
<p>East Baltimore based strip club Eldorado manager Kenneth Antonio “Kenny Bird” Jackson<br /> Walter Louis Ingram was spoken free from the January 1984 slaying of New York dealer Felix Gonzalez and with his was charged East Baltimore based strip club Eldorado manager Kenneth Antonio “Kenny Bird” Jackson</p>
<p>Baltimore police commissioner<br /> Bishop Robinson served as Baltimore commissioner from 1984 till 1987</p>
<p>South Baltimore Westport area and West Baltimore Murphy Homes housing project was run by gang leader Timmirror Stanfield who stood on trial in a 1986 homicide investigation</p>
<p>West Baltimore based Boardley gang<br /> Larry Donnell “Donnie” Andrews admitted to the August 1986 shooting of Boardley’s rival Spencer Downer at a bus stop in West Baltimore</p>
<p>West Baltimore based Boardley gang<br /> In 1986 police arrested boxer Reggie Gross for the 12 September 1986 murder of Boardley gang member Andre Coxson</p>
<p>West Baltimore based Boardley gang<br /> Larry Donnell “Donnie” Andrews and boxer Reggie Gross killed 23 September 1986 Rodney “Touche” Young and Zachary Roach</p>
<p>Baltimore police commissioner<br /> Edward Tilghman served as Baltimore commissioner from 1987 till 1989</p>
<p>Baltimore Democrat Mayor<br /> Clarence H Burns became mayor 26 January 1987 and served till December 1987</p>
<p>Baltimore Democrat Mayor<br /> Kurt L Schmoke became mayor in December 1987 and served till 7 December 1999</p>
<p>Baltimore police commissioner<br /> Edward Woods served as Baltimore commissioner from 1989 till 1993</p>
<p>Warren “Black” Boardley (27) pleaded guilty to racketeering in June 1989 and was sentenced to 46 years</p>
<p>Baltimore<br /> 12 August 1989 was Sherman Chenault (26) shot and killed and police arrested later as suspect Kent Daniel Tillman.</p>
<p>Elenora McCutcheon had as sons David Burley, Kevin Burley and Travis Wendell Burley who were all killed<br /> David Burley returned home from prison in March 1990. 10 June 1990 David Burley (24) was shot and killed in West Baltimore</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug lord Anthony Ayeni Jones “AJ”<br /> Baltimore drug lord Anthony Ayeni Jones and Darnell “Mookie” Jones killed in October 1994 Keith “Shugg” Westmoreland an East Baltimore drug dealer</p>
<p>Baltimore police commissioner<br /> Thomas Frazier served as Baltimore commissioner from 1994 till 1999</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug lord Anthony Ayeni Jones “AJ”<br /> East Baltimore drug lord Anthony “AJ” Jones had a war with his enemy East Baltimore dealer Elway Williams</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug lord Anthony Ayeni Jones “AJ”<br /> Jones had his men kill Elway’s partner Anthony Green in 1995</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug lord Anthony Ayeni Jones “AJ”<br /> Jones was shot in the arm 3 October 1995</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug lord Anthony Ayeni Jones “AJ”<br /> 5 October 1995 Elway man Raymund “Tupac” Harrison (Williams cousin) killed Jones right hand Deshane “Little Net” Carter as revenge for the murder of Anthony Green</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug lord Anthony Ayeni Jones “AJ”<br /> 25 January 1996 there was a shootout in which was involved Jett and Mark “Keedy” Coles (he was wounded) and killed was Coles friend Glen Wilson</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug lord Anthony Ayeni Jones “AJ”<br /> 26 February 1996 was Elway Williams chauffeur Derrick Rivers shot and killed and Elway Williams wounded when they were shot by Elway’s own men Alan “Wali” Chapman, Warren “Red Dog” Hill and Mark “Keedy” Coles.</p>
<p>Darnell “Mookie” Jones<br /> Anthony Ayeni Jones step brother Darnell “Mookie” Jones killed 13 May 1996 Octavian Henry</p>
<p>Elenora McCutcheon had as sons David Burley, Kevin Burley and Travis Wendell Burley who were all killed<br /> Kevin Burley (27) was shot and killed 24 August 1996 in a gun battle with an other man who was also killed</p>
<p>North West Baltimore based Rice brothers<br /> The brothers Raeshio Rice and Howard Rice ordered the 16 December 1996 murder of Dante Green</p>
<p>North West Baltimore based Rice brothers<br /> The brothers Raeshio Rice and Howard Rice ordered the 27 December 1996 attempted murder of Dennis Smith</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug lord Anthony Ayeni Jones<br /> Baltimore drug lord Anthony Ayeni Jones ordered the murder of Angelo carter who was shot and wounded 16 February 1997</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug lord Anthony Ayeni Jones<br /> Baltimore drug lord Anthony Ayeni Jones ordered the murder of his stepbrother John Jones (40) who was found killed 27 February 1997</p>
<p>Baltimore<br /> Preacher crew member Derrick Hailstock was a New York drug dealer who confessed his role in nine murders testified against Anthony Ayeni Jones</p>
<p>West Baltimore based Lexington Terrace Boys<br /> They killed 11 June 1999 Kevin James (29)</p>
<p>Baltimore Democrat Mayor<br /> Martin J O’Malley became mayor 7 December 1999 and served till 17 January 2007</p>
<p>Baltimore police commissioner<br /> Ronald Daniel served as Baltimore commissioner in 2000</p>
<p>Baltimore police commissioner<br /> Edward Norris served as Baltimore commissioner from 2000 till 2002</p>
<p>Maryland prison gang Dead Man Inc (DMI)<br /> Maryland prison gang Dead Man Inc (DMI) was started in 2000 by Breezy Dayy (close associate of the Black Guerilla Family), Vally Lewis, Bryan Jordan and Perry Roark and it was closely allied to the Black Guerilla Family (BGF)</p>
<p>West Baltimore based Lexington Terrace Boys<br /> Foster shot and killed 27 June 2000 Cortez Bailey “Man Man” (18) in retaliation for the shooting of a member of the West Baltimore based Lexington Terrace Boys</p>
<p>East Baltimore based Hot Boys gang<br /> They killed in November 2000 North Avenue/ Harford Boys gang member Keith E. “Bone” Hamlet with whose gang they have a feud</p>
<p>East Baltimore based Hot Boys gang<br /> In April 2001 was Hot Boys leader Leon Coleman shot and wounded</p>
<p>East Baltimore based Hot Boys gang<br /> 28 May 2001 people gather to remember North Avenue/ Harford Boys gang member Keith E. “Bone” Hamlet (who had been killed in November 2000) when they shot and killed Lakeisha Moten (24) the girlfriend of Shawn Henry the cousin of Hamlet</p>
<p>Pasadena teen Crips leader Mark Anthony Miller killed<br /> A Glen Burnie gang that calls itself the Crips killed 7 August 2001 the Pasadena teen Crips leader Mark Anthony Miller (no relation to the real Crips)</p>
<p>West Baltimore based Lexington Terrace Boys<br /> 16 August 2001 were killed Kevin A Pearson (19) and innocent bystander Michael C Hargrove (30) by Moses and taylor</p>
<p>West Baltimore based Lexington Terrace Boys<br /> Lexington Terrace Boys members Michael Taylor and Keon Moses killed 23 September 2001 Gregory Spain (30) and Ronald Harris (23) and wounded Charles Brockington (22) in a robbery of drugs and money</p>
<p>Baltimore<br /> Solothal Deandre Thomas “Itchy Man” shot and killed 2 October 2001 reformed drug dealer Jesse Williams.</p>
<p>West Baltimore based Lexington Terrace Boys<br /> Michael Taylor would have killed 24 December 2001 Kiari Cromwell (23) and Derek Hamlin (24)</p>
<p>Willie “Bo” Mitchell<br /> 8 February 2002 Willie “Bo” Mitchell stabbed in Baltimore nightclub Hammerjacks a fellow drugsdealer in the back. Later that evening Mitchell himself was beaten up.</p>
<p>Willie “Bo” Mitchell<br /> 18 February 2002 Mitchell and Shelton Harris invited Oliver “Woody” McCaffity for a talk and he came and took with him his girlfriend Lisa brown and both were shot and killed by Mitchell and Harris. McCaffity was a friend of former heavy weight boxer champion Hasim Rahman.</p>
<p>Willie “Bo” Mitchell<br /> 24 March 2002 Mitchell, Shelton harris, Shelly Martin and Shwn Gardner murder then the brothers Darryl Wyche and Tony Wyche</p>
<p>Willie “Bo” Mitchell<br /> Owned the company “Shake Down Entertainment Ltd” which had its own rap record label “Shystyville”</p>
<p>West Baltimore based Lexington Terrace Boys<br /> Lexington Terrace Boys members Michael Taylor and Keon Moses killed 22 February 2002 potential witness Robert “Snoop” McManus (24).</p>
<p>West Baltimore based Lexington Terrace Boys<br /> The crew killed 21 March 2002 Vance Beasley the owner of a Baltimore recording company</p>
<p>West Baltimore based Lexington Terrace Boys<br /> 1 April 2002 disappeared Travis Wendell Burley (19) and it is believed he was killed by the West Baltimore based Lexington Terrace Boys . Two of Burley’s brothers had also been killed and their mother was McCutcheon</p>
<p>7 June 2002 was Darius Spence wife Tanya shot and killed by Willie Montgomery and Shawn Gardner</p>
<p>Baltimore police commissioner<br /> Kevin Clark served as Baltimore commissioner from 2003 till 2004</p>
<p>North West Baltimore based Rice brothers<br /> The brothers Raeshio Rice and Howard Rice ordered the 22 June 2003 murder of Marvin Nutter</p>
<p>Special gang<br /> 14 September 2003 they killed Kevin Harper</p>
<p>Baltimore police commissioner<br /> Leonard Hamm served as Baltimore commissioner from 2004 till 2007</p>
<p>Special gang<br /> 13 October 2004 they killed James Wise</p>
<p>Special gang<br /> 10 September 2005 they killed Shannon Jemmison</p>
<p>Special gang<br /> 19 October 2005 they killed Michael Bryant and wounded John Dowery</p>
<p>Special gang<br /> 23 November 2006 they killed John Dowery</p>
<p>Baltimore Democrat Mayor<br /> Sheila Dixon became mayor 17 January 2007 and served till 4 February 2010</p>
<p>Baltimore police commissioner<br /> Frederick Bealefeld III served as Baltimore commissioner from 2007 till 2012</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug lord Anthony Ayeni Jones “AJ”<br /> 29 November 2007 his kid brother Tywonde Jones (13) was stabbed to death by Tavon Burks (16) and Tyrone Walker (19) of the Bloods gang</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug lord Anthony Ayeni Jones “AJ”<br /> Tavon Burks was killed and Tyrone Walker wounded 11 March 2008 by Blood member Leroy “Kenny” Taylor</p>
<p>Baltimore<br /> 8 June 2008 was Pasadena Denver Lanes Bloods gang leader Kenneth Jones kidnapped and killed by rival Kedar Anderson of the Bounty Hunters Bloods known as the Spider Gang which is led by Dajuan Marshall</p>
<p>Maryland prison gang Dead Man Inc (DMI)<br /> Perry Roark ordered the 2 June 2009 murder of Tony Geiger</p>
<p>South Side Brims leader Andre Ricardo Roach<br /> South Side Brims leader Andre Ricardo Roach his gang murdered a man 4 September 2009. Their enemies are the Pasadena Denver Lanes Bloods</p>
<p>South Side Brims leader Andre Ricardo Roach<br /> South Side Brims leader Andre Ricardo Roach his gang killed 11 September 2009 gang member Jerome Blackman</p>
<p>Baltimore Democrat Mayor<br /> Stephanie Rawlings Blake became mayor 4 February 2010 and served till now</p>
<p>12 December 2010 was Club Pussy Cat stripper Cherrie Gammon (25) shot and killed because she was suspected of stealing drugs from her bosses in the McCants – Baker druggroup</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug boss Robert Moore<br /> 27 April 2011 was Darian Kess (family of Robert Moore whose wife is Sarah Hooker whose brother is Donnie Adams) stabbed to death during a home invasion by three masked men.</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug boss Robert Moore<br /> The next day Moore, Hooker and Adams shot and killed Alex Venable who they suspect and wound Thomas McNeil and Derrick Vaughn.</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug boss Robert Moore<br /> 7 June 2011 Robert Moore shot Veable relative Tavin baker.</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug boss Robert Moore<br /> Alex Venable’s brother Allen Venable was shot 16 September 2011 by Anthony Roach.</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug boss Robert Moore<br /> 19 September 2011 was Edwin Willis shot.</p>
<p>East Baltimore drug boss Robert Moore<br /> 7 January 2012 was Derrick Vaughn shot</p>
<p>Former Maurice “Peanut” King associate Gregory Parker killed<br /> 19 March 2012 was Gregory Parker shot and killed , he had once worked for Clarence Meredith who was a partner of Maurice “Peanut” King</p>
<p>Baltimore police commissioner<br /> Anthony Batts served as Baltimore commissioner from September 2012 till present</p>
<p>Baltimore based Hells Angels mc<br /> Most of the members of Fates Assembly mc became members of the Baltimore Hells Angels</p>
<p>Baltimore/ Washington International Thurgood Marshall Airport (BWI)</p>
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