Blown for Good - Marc Morgan Headley [74]
Marc Yager would have none of it. He wanted us to talk to the fire captain and find out what the deal was.
When we got up close to the firefighters, we talked to the first person we saw.
“What do you guys need?” he asked as we made our way down the mountain towards him. He had a rifle in his hands and I got the impression that he was not one for messing with.
“We’re from the property down there and we just did not know why the fires had started back up,” I said, thinking it was the stupidest thing I could have said.
“Yeah, we’re just taking a break,” he said. “Did you guys figure out which one of your guys started the fire?”
“Don’t know anything about that,” I answered. “Okay cool, thanks.”
We radioed back and confirmed that the fires that they could see were camp fires and that the mountain was covered with people still. Erick and I headed back up towards the Jeep. It took us an hour to get back up to the Jeep.
We wondered who the hell would have started the fire from the base. Did the guys at the base know this is what the firefighters were saying? Wow. This was huge. We got back down to the base and everyone had gone back to their areas and the commotion had died down.
A bunch of people were yelling and screaming over by Building 36. The fire crews had to sleep. The place they had come from was hours away. They had to be back up on the mountain at sun up and needed somewhere close and secure so the prisoners could not escape during the night. Well, Muriel DuFresne, the public relations officer had freaked out about the fire crews/prisoners being on the property, so she had offered for them to stay out with the Rehabilitation Project Force at Happy Valley. Well, that would not have been such a big deal, but all of the kids were out there as well. As much as we wanted the base secure, sending a bunch of rapists and thieves to sleep next to the kids was not the brightest plan known to have come out of the public relations office in a while. The problem was that the deed had already been done and the crews were already on their way there.
So now we had a bunch of screaming parents trying to figure out how they were going to get their kids off the Ranch for the night, while convicted criminals slept a few hundred yards away on the football field.
We still hadn’t found out who started the fire. Setting a trashcan on fire is one thing. Setting a mountain on fire is quite another.
The next day it would all come out.
Kevin Posten, one of the night watch security guards, had been on watch up at Eagle the night before the fire. When he got off watch in the morning he decided to take a crap before coming down. Not being in security, I am not sure how they normally handled such situations, but apparently Kevin did not want anyone to know that he had popped a squat up there and tried to burn the toilet paper he used, so as to destroy the evidence. Well, he ended up burning the whole mountain down instead. So, he was security checked and interrogated. Turns out that taking dumps up at Eagle was not his worst secret.
Security had a long range rifle with a scope on it up at Eagle. Kevin confessed to loading it and following Dave Miscavige around the property with Dave right in the cross hairs. He had seriously considered pulling the trigger but had never done so. Kevin’s future as a security guard was not looking bright. He disappeared from the base and was never seen again. We didn’t know if he was sent to the Rehabilitation Project Force somewhere but he would never be up at Eagle again, crapping, setting fires or otherwise.
Power Drill & Blow Drill
It was Saturday night during the summer and it was hot out even for Gilman Hot Springs. It was close to