Blown for Good - Marc Morgan Headley [150]
A few minutes later he showed up with Gerald and they wanted to come up with me to my office. Gerald wanted the logins and passwords to my Paypal account, my bank accounts, he wanted all my bank cards and any other cards I had to anything, They wanted my social security number, and security info answers, they wanted everything I had on anything.
People started showing up in my office as we were going through the online info. Treasury personnel, HCO people, the MFG Sec.
The Manufacturing Sec began attacking me verbally. “You never told me that the money was going into your personal account! You said that you were selling this stuff on Ebay!”
“Yeah, in my CSW it specifically stated that the money would go into an Ebay account and that the money would come in to Paypal!” knowing that I might as well be speaking Greek. About ten people at the Int Base had any clue how the internet worked, and she was not one of them.
“Well, no one who approved your CSW knew that was the case! The CSW approval is rescinded,” she yelled back at me.
Wow, it did not take long for her to throw me under the bus.
“We are going to do an audit of all of these accounts. We are going to find out how much money you have embezzled here!” Gerald said. “Go back down to HCO and stay there until we let you know to do otherwise.”
I sat in the small yellow office for hours. Every so often some person would come in and ask what some charges were on some account and then leave.
Around 8:00 p.m. that night, Gerald came in and saw me. He had stacks and stacks of papers and figures highlighted.
“So here it is, Marc. All the evidence of the money you have embezzled from the org,” he said as he placed the papers on the desk.
I looked through the figures. All the account charges for what I sold on Ebay were on there. The Paypal fees were on there. They added up to around a few hundred bucks. I was unimpressed.
“I don’t think so. I would have to go through these and double-check these figures. I seriously doubt that any money has been ’embezzled’ from the org,” I told him.
“Go ahead. Look through them and mark anything that you don’t think is a personal expense,” Gerald answered back.
I could tell by the way he answered, that this was not going to go away. He would be the hero and would be the one that busted Marc Headley.
After a few minutes, I had gotten rid of a ton of expenses that were related to the equipment and had narrowed down any personal purchases from the Paypal account down to a list of about $100. Funny enough, the $100 worth of charges were for the gifts Claire and I had gotten for Dave, Shelly and a few other people we worked with!
I went to Gerald’s office and showed him the list.
“So here it is,” I said.
He looked it over and said, “So?”
“So, I will give you the difference and we can all go back to work,” I told him, reaching for my wallet.
“No, I don’t think so, Marc. This is serious business. LRH says that those involved in financial irregularities can join the walking dead. You are in serious trouble here,” Gerald said solemnly.
So that was how it was going to be. They did not seem to mind me spending hundreds of dollars over the years on uniforms or things that they were supposed to be providing. They did not mind all the money I spent on gas for the entire shoot crew when we were out on location with no gas money from the org. They did not mind billing me for damaged materials or expendables used while on post. It was okay to mix my money with their money and for me to pay for their stuff. But they seem to get all fussy when their money was mixed with mine. Even after I offered to pay back any monies “allegedly” improperly spent and this was denied? I knew it. This was not about me; this was about politics and HCO answering their stupid dispatch.
“You can go back up to your area and pack up your things,” Gerald said.
I went back up to my office. The Manufacturing Sec met me there and told me that I was being taken off post. But first I needed to fix a few points on the systems submission to COB! Unbelievable. Really? I thought