CROWDSTRIKE. STOP BREACHES TODAY! DECEMBER 13, 2016--DEADLINE FOR ALL STATES TO HAVE THEIR "ELECTORAL COLLEGE" VOTERS, REGISTERED FOR THE ONE CHANCE WE HAVE TO: (1) STOP RUSSIAN INTERFERRENCE IN OUR ELECTIONS, NOW THE FEAR OF OTHER EUROPEAN COUNTRIES; (2) EQUALIZE THE PLAYING FIELD BETWEEN THE CANDIDATES, WITHOUT F.B.I., REPUBLICAN DIRECTOR, OF TRUMPLAND, JAMES COMEY, FROM VIOLATING ALL ELECTION LAW PROTOCOL, DEPARTMENT OF JUSTICE, RULES AND REGULATIONS FOR AN IMPARTIAL LAW ENFORCEMENT BODY, THAT PEOPLE CAN TRUST TO DO THE "RIGHT" THING, NO WHAT IS "POLITICALLY EXPEDIENT!" PLAYING AND PANDERING TO YOU TROOPS OF TRUMPKINS, AND THE REPUBLICAN CONTROLLED, "OVERSIGHT" COMMITTEE! (3) LET 538 VOTERS, WHO HAVE BEEN THROUGH THE ELECTION CYCLE, HAVE WATCHED THE CANDIDATES, BEEN ABLE TO EVEN GET A PREVIEW OF WHAT A TRUMP PRESIDENCY MIGHT LOOK LIKE, HAVE SEEN HIS CABINET PICKS, AS NOTHING BUT THE OLD RICH FARTS, WHO ARE THE RICHESTS, YET UNTRAINED, CABINET AMERICA HAS EVER SEEN, MAKING INTELLIGENCE COMMUNITIES, NATIONAL SECURITY, AND MILITARY, SHAKE WITH THE IDEAS OF THIS LACK LUSTER, UNCREDENTIALED, BUNCH OF VULTURE CAPITALISTS WHO ALMOST BANKRUPTED THE COUNTRY AND WORLD, 16 YEARS AGO! (4) THESE VERY IMPORTANT, PEOPLE, FULFILLING THEIR CONSTITUTIONAL DUTIES TO SELECT A PERSON, MALE OR FEMALE AS PRESIDENTN OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, LEADER OF THE FREE WORLD, DETERMINING WHO IS MOST QUALIFIED, TRAINED, WITH THE RIGHT CREDENTIALS, EXPERIENCE, TEMPERAMENT, AND CHARACTER TRAITS, NOT LOOKING FOR PERFECTION, WHICH NONE OF US ARE, BUT FOR OUR LEADER WHO WILL SHAPE, NOT ONLY THE FUTURE OF OUR CHILDREN, BUT, OUR SUPREME COURT APPOINTEES, THAT WILL INFLUENCE, THE LAW FOR THE NEXT 50 TO 100 YEARS, IF WE ARE SO LUCKY TO GET A LEADER OF THAT QUALITY! IT DOESN'T MATTER HOW FAR ALONG TRUMP IS IN PICKING, OR WHAT POLICIES HE HAS ALREADY TRIED TO INFLUENCE, OR WHATEVER, CONSTITUTIONALLY, NOT IN AN ANTIQUATED MISSION, BUT, IT IS THIS EXACT SITUATION, WHERE WE HAVE A SPLIT BETWEEN THE POPULAR VOTE, WITH CLINTON, NOW AHEAD, 3 MILLION VOTES, WITH THE BODY POLITICS WHO ARE TO ELECT THE PRESIDENT, UNDER U.S. CONSTITUTION, ARTICLE II, WHO DETERMINE THE ELECTORAL COLLEGE VOTES, NOT THE POPULAR VOTE IN THE STATES, IN THIS "REPUBLICAN" OR "REPRESENTATIVE" FORM OF GOVERNMENT, AND THAT IS IN THE EXPRESS LANGUAGE OF THE DOCUMENT ALSO, I JUST KEEP GIVING MY COPIES OF THAT PRECIOUS, VALUED, AND NEAR AND DEAR TO ME, CONSTITUTION, THAT HAS LED US, PROTECTED US, KEPT US ORDERED AND SANE FOR OVER 240 YEARS! THESE FOUNDING FATHERS WERE BRILLIANT MEN, BY ANY AGE STANDARDS, WHO HAD THE FORESIGHT, TO TAKE THE LESSONS THEY LEARNED, UNDER THE TYRANNICAL RULE OF KING GEORGE OF BRITIAN, AND TRANSLATE THEIR OBJECTIONS TO HIS RULE, AND ATTEMPT TO GIVE THE WORLD A VISION OF WHAT A IDEAL COUNTRY COULD, LOOK LIKE, IF WE FOLLIOW WHAT, THE DOCUMENT STATES, WHICH IS THAT THESE PEOPLE SELECTED, REGISTERED IN THEIR STATES, AND ON THE NATIONAL ARCHIVES, WILL VOTE, DECEMBER 19, 2016, PUTTING EVERYTHING THAT HAS HAPPENED, ASIDE, CONSIDERING THE WISH OF THE PEOPLE, WHICH IS FOR A CLINTON PRESIDENCY, AND THEY CAN EITHER HEDE THE WILL OF THE PEOPLE, AND VOTE FOR CLINTON, OR "VETO" THE WILL OF THE PEOPLE AND VOTE, MR. TRUMP INTO OFFICE, TO BE SWORN IN, JANUARY 20, 2017, TO THE BEST OF HIS ABILITIES, PRESERVE, DEFEND AND PROTECT THE UNITED STATES CONSTITUTION, THAT HE IS ALREADY BUCKING AGAINST, VIOLATING THE EMOLUMENTS CLAUSE, AND MILITARIZING HIS CABINET, GOING FOR THE G.O.D.'S OF THE REPUBLICAN PARTY, AS WE SEE IN THE SELECTION OF CEO OF EXXON, BEING SECRETARY OF STATE? OR ARE WE GOING BACK, MAKING AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, WHEN, ALL THE AMERICAN OIL BARRONS, WENT TO WAR, FOR THE OIL IN IRAQ AND AFGHANISTAN? GOLD, OIL AND DRUGS, AGAIN? SHIT! ASK YOURSELVES, WHY, THE FUCKING CIA, RELEASED, FINDINGS THAT RUSSIA HACKED OUR SECURITY SYSTEMS AND TRIED TO INFLUENCE OUR VOTES, THREE MONTHS ARE I KNEW THAT AND WROTE ABOUT IT TO PROVE IT? WITH PUTIN EVEN ADMITTING HE DID IT FOR "REPECT AND REVENGE" AND YOU CAN ONLY GUESS WHICH, ON OF IS "R" TARGETS WENT TO WHICH CANDIDATE! THIS IS OUR INTELLIGENCE AGENCY? FUCK? THEY ARE TOO BUS, STEALING MY SONS' MUSIC, MAKING PRETEND JOANN'S, AND SPENDING MONEY, DOING SHIT SHOWS FOR EACH OTHER, TO ACTUALLY, BE ON TOP OF WHAT THEIR FUCKING JOB IS! OH, WE ARE THE HOLY, "INTELLIGENCE" MEMBERS OF THE COMMUNITY, BECAUSE THE FBI, USED THEIR POWER AND INFLUENCE TO BRING UP DOUBT, WHEN THERE WAS FUCKING NOTHING NEW, WITH THE EMALES, JUST DAYS BEFORE THE ELECTIONS . . . LUCKILY, THE AMERICAN PEOPLE ARE SMARTER THAN OUR PAID, INTELLIGENCE AGENCIES, COULD SEE RIGHT THROUGH THIS BULL SHIT, GAMING, AND STILL VOTED IN LARGE NUMBERS FOR CLINTON, WITH THE LARGEST VOTING MARGIN SINCE LIKE 1866 OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT! I CALL THESE CLOWNS, THE "COUNTER-INTELLIGENCE" COMMUNITY WITH A FUCKING UNLIMITED BUDGET, AND THIS IS THE KIND OF SHIT WE GET? I WOULD FIRE ALL THE MORMON TRUMPKINS, AND GET SOME LAW ENFORCEMENT OFFICERS WHO, CAN REALLY, JUST DO THEIR JOBS, LIKE INVESTIGATING CRIMES, CYBER, FINANCIAL, CORPORATE GREED, OFF SHORE BANKING, BUSINESS SHELLS, TAX SHELTERS, AND BANKING HAVENS FOR THE RICH! THIS IS YOU JOB! SHIT, JUST IN MY FAMILY ALONE, THERE HAS BEEN A BILLION DOLLAR BILKING, AND HEIST, BUT, WHAT THE FUCK, THE CIA DID IT! WE LIKED THE FAKE BOOBS OF YOUR SISTERS BETTER, THEY WERE NICER . . . FUCK YOU ASSHOLES! THIS IS NOT A JOKE, YOU ARE NOT AROUND TO MAKE MOVIES, INTRIGUE, GAMES, MUSIC, DANCE VIDEOS, AS PART OF YOUR JOBS, YOU ARE TO BE STOPPING EXACTLY THE TYPE OF SHIT, THAT FUCKED THIS TAINTED AND DIRTY ELECTION! NO, THIS NO MISTAKE THAT THE FOUNDING FATHERS, MADE THE ELECTORAL COLLEGE, AND PUT THE ENTIRE, RESPONSIBILITY, TO VOTE IN THE NEXT PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA! SHIT . . . LET'S DO IT RIGHT, EVEN IF JUST FOR, THE PEOPLE, WHO WORRY, THAT WE ARE GOING SO FAR FROM THE UNITED STATES CONSTITUTION, THAT, EVEN LAW ENFORCEMENT, U.S. ATTORNEYS, CONGRESS, AND PRESIDENTIAL CANDIDATES, ARE ZOMBIES AND GO ALONG WITH ANY SHIT ASS THING, THAT SEEMS POSSIBLE, FEASIBLE, OR PREDICTABLE, RATHER THAN STANDING ON A SOLID FOUNDATION, OF PRINCIPLES, CONCEPTS, RIGHTS, LAWS, STATUTES, RULES, TO KEEP A WELL ORDERED SOCIETY, THAT WORKS FOR ALL OF US, IN THIS AMAZING COUNTRY, THAT IS FRAGILE RIGHT NOW, DO TO THESE BREACHES, OF EVERYTHING FROM SECURITY TO POLICY! JUST DO IT, DO IT RIGHT, AND IF AND WHEN, THE COLLEGE SPEAKS, I WILL SEE, WHOMEVER AS MY PRESIDENT AND DO, AS I HAVE DONE WITH PRESIDENT OBAMA, ALL IN MY POWER TO HELP WITH EVERYTHING FROM THE WAR IN AFGHANISTAN, TO MAKING SURE THAT PEOPLE'S CIVIL AND CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS ARE RESPECTED! AND, I AM SITTING AT THE PAROWAN, UTAH, LIBRARY, NOT IN WASHINGTON, D.C, WITH THE BITCH TRYING TO BE ME, WITH THE HELP OF THE MORMON, CIA, FBI, NSA, ATF, AND THE PEOPLE I AM GOING TO WRITE ABOUT, IN THE SEGMENT BELOW . . . THIS AS BEEN A 20 YEARS, FUCK THE REAL JOANN S. SECRSIT, J.D., AND ALLOW, THE OLDER SISTER, FAKE TIT, BIOLOGY, HAG ASS BITCH TO PRETEND SHE IS ME, GETTING ACCESS TO MY E-FILING ACCOUNT FOR MY FEDERAL MULTI-MILLION DOLLAR CASES, TO MOVING IN, MY HOUSE IN PAROWAN, LEAVING A SHIT LOAD OF EVIDENCE! LOL! FUCKING BITCH--IT IS ABOUT TIME YOU AND YOUR FUCK BUDDIES, GO TO PRISON, HALLIJUAH! TAKE DADDY DEAREST WITH YOU! ORANGE IS THE NEW BLACK, THIS WAS A BLACK OP, BRICK OP, MONEY OP, FUCK JOANN OP, AND I CAN PROVE IT, TOTALLY AND THOROUGHLY, THIS WAS ABOUT, GETTING A JOANN S. SECRIST, VERSION, THAT COULD BE USED, TO FUCK THE CONSTITUTION, AND LEAD THE PEOPLE ASTRAY, WHO WOULD "OBEY" THE MEN'S CLUBZ, TO DO THEIR BIDDING, BOTH SEXUALLY, AND LEGALLY, TAKING A VERY NON-ATTORNEY, NINNEY, AND TRYING TO PASS HER OFF AS ME! SORRY, YOUR FINGERPRINTS ARE ALL THE FUCK OVER MY HOUSE! AND YOU AND YOUR CRONY, FRANK OF INTERPOL ARE GOING TO PRISON FOR KILLING, ALLAN REX BESS! MY CLIENT AND HUSBAND, SOME JACK ASS, WHO IS 5'9" AND NOT WEIGH MORE THAN 179 POUNDS, WITH COWBOY HAT, BOOTS, AND DOWN COAT, DOESN'T MAKE UP FOR A 6' TALL MAN, WHO WEIGHED, AT LEAST, 230 TO 260, AND EVEN WITH, A MUG SHOT, SHOWING, THE FAKE ASSES, HEIGHT, THE COPS, JUST COULDN'T SEE . . . WELL, THROUGH FORCE OF WILL, I AM GOING TO MAKE YOU ASSHOLE SEE! LAW ENFORCMENT! GOD DAMNIT! TURN IN YOU GUNS FUCKERS! GOD! OH, "IBOSS" DISAPPEARED, TRYING TO STEAL, TAKE CREDIT FOR MY BRILLIANT, BLOGS, THAT GOT THAT UGLY HAIRY, FUCKING HAG, WITCH, BITCH LYING SACK OF SHIT, SHELLEY, IN WASHINGTON, ACTING LIKE SHE IS ME, OR RACHEL, THE BOOBY, PRIZE, LAYING AROUND WITH JAMES KENNEDY, TEASING & TANNING ACTING LIKE THE FLIGHT ATTENDANT, SORT OF PRIVATE INVESTIGATORS IS AN ATTORNEY, JUST ONE OF THE "BAD ASS CON LAW CHICKS" TRYING DESPERATELY TO BE ME, GIVING, WHAT ABOUT 6 TOP COPS, OR ATTORNEYS, BRAGGING RIGHTS TO BEING MARRIED TO ME? FUCK ALL OF YOU, NONE OF YOU WERE WORTHY OF ME, SO YOU TOOK CHEAP ASS KNOCK OFF BRANDS, AND TRIED TO KNOCK OFF THE REAL, ME, SEEING A SMALL TABLE, TRYING TO GET THE FUCKING ZOMBIE NATION, TO VOTE DECEMBER 19, 2016, NOT FOR THE COMPETITION, BETWEEN ME AND THE NATIONS COPS, BUT TO PUT THE PERSON, WHO BEST RESPRESENTS, AMERICAN VALUES, AMERICAN BELIEFS, AND WILL ACT IN THE BEST INTEREST OF THE PEOPLE, NOR THE VULTURE CAPITALISTS, OF GOLD, OIL, AND DRUGS, AND IF ANY ONE HAS NOT BEEN PAYING ATTENTION TO THE NEWS AS OF LATE, EXXON OIL, INVOLVED IN BUILDING THE "DAKOTA ACCESS PIPELINE" . . . PROMISING, THE WATER SOURCE SAFETY OF THE NATIVE SOUIX INDIAN TRIBES, JUST HAD A MASSIVE, PIPELINE LEAK . . . WITH TENS OF THOUSANDS, OF OIL LEAKING INTO THE VERY RIVER, THE MISSOURI, THAT THE INDIANS WERE PROTESTING TO STOP, AND FORCE TO TAKE ANOTHER ROUTE, AS SUGGESTED BY THE EPA AND THE DEPARTMENT OF INTERIOR! OH, WE DIDN'T KNOW IT, THE PIPELINE WOULD LEAK, FUCK THEY ALL DO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WATER IS LIFE! TRUCK OR TRAIN, SHIP YOUR DAMNED OIL! SHIT WE HAVE AN OIL GLUT RIGHT NOW, WITH CAPPED OFF OIL SOURCES, RIGHT NOW! FUCK EXXON, AND THAT TIM WHATEVER THE FUCK AS SECRETARY OF STATE? ALL FOR OIL INTERESTS!

LADY SPEED STICK!

This information, seeing me as a confidential informant, with a shit load of insight, information, proof, and credibility, seeing, I am, who I am, working for detectives on the Allan Rex Bess, murder, in addition to the Rex Bess murder, and the bilking of the Rex and Emma Bess, fortune, starting somewhere, back in 2010 . . . I have to give you the background, so that, you will understand the foundation and contextual framework of this situation, with the fake, doubles, doppelgangers, evil twins, who pulled of this bizarre, murder, and theft of not only Allan's and my identity, as they used local authorities to basically, run me, the "real" JoAnn S. Secrist, J.D., and you are all welcome, cops, detectives, attorneys, to come to the Bess home and check out all the legal documents, that were considered trashed, with my name, the way you will find it, on every legal, attorney, document, from, the Utah Attorney Generals Office, to 5th District filings, on ALL my legal documents, not the bull shit, versions used by all the hags and bitches, trying to impersonate me to get, illegal, financial and political gain, from my cases, contacts, and clients!

• here is the "chain of clients" leading me to Allan Rex Bess: (1) Shane Clark; (2) Curtis Baum . . . who tried to give me, Allan's house, in exchange for defending him, when he was in the Iron County Jail, telling me that, Allan, wanted to move out of Parowan, to Las Vegas, and he was taking a condo, in exchange, for the house . . . the only condition was, that I allowed Baum's mother, and sister, who, loved the Shakespearean, Festival, held in Cedar City, Utah, each summer, to come stay in the house for two weeks, each summer, but other than that, the house was mine for the taking!  Consider it his legal payment for representing him . . .
• that deal sounded crazy, didn't buy it, knew Baum was a con man, and even though, I was spending more time practicing law in Cedar, I had my beautiful home in St. George, so I was not interested
• now this next part is key, and I think you start to see the rat's nest, that was forming, that led to a lot of things . . . there are four key players, starting to emerge
• one day after court, David Doddridge, Private Investigator, who actually, got me involved, against my will, in the Cheek, Clark and Braun, cases, was at court that day, as were Misty and Dennis Cheeks . . . I think, Baum had made the offer that day . . . I joked about it, and blew it off, as being ridiculous and I had a home, didn't need a fucking MONEY PIT!
• Dave, Misty, and Dennis, two of whom were realtors, talked me into, just going, for the fun of it, to check out the house . . . I was the reluctant one, and stood by the car, horrified, as these three walked around the house, looked in the windows, and my sense of privacy for the person who owned the house, never, having met him--was offended for him, as they reported, antique furniture and nice features, knowing that, legally, Baum didn't have the power, as, the fake Allan, didn't have the power, to give, the Bess home to Max Alger, over a wife, who sunk, $60 into the house, and a daughter? either, lacking any standing, as an owner, just like this dumb ass, so, I knew it was a squirrely deal to start with, and just went, for fun, but, I was actually, very embarrassed, as, Judy Daly, the only witness, later, in Allan's case, came driving up in her truck and asked me, what we were doing . . . this was her friend's Allan's house?
• I was so embarrassed, that, I actually, having not previously, committed to represent, either Baum, referred to me, by Shane, nor Bess, whom, also wanted representation, but, it was Baum, who, made the offer on the house, and me blowing off all of it!  But, due to the situation, and the three clowns, Dennis, Misty, and Dave, salivating at the old historic home, almost a year, in disrepair, I said, committing on the spot to being Allan's attorney!  Shit!  Judy seemed protective, and she questioned me as I did her, on the case, what little I knew of it at that point, which was, fucking nothing, other than, what Baum has told me, and he was full of shit!
• Misty and Dennis Cheek, suggested, that I take the house, even just for the property . . . it was, so bizarre, and, Baum has fucking no authority, no power, and nothing by way of law, to support him, giving me, Allan's house . . . I have taught family law for 7 years, between BYU and the University of Utah, plus I have had real estate law in law school, so, I was, like this is so stupid, but whatever . . . I blew it off totally!
• now the interesting thing about, Misty, Dennis and Dave, is that, I came to find out, that, all three of them, had connections with, Rachel, my sister, who, worked for Dave, as a private investigator, sort of, on one case, but enough for the cops to see her new, surgical arts, body, as did, Judge Walton and Judge Westfall, Scott Garrett and crew in the Iron County Attorney's Office, some of whom, knew me, back before, 8 years of Pick's Disease, or poisoning, when I was staff attorney for the Utah Prosecution Council, Criminal Enforcement Division, Utah Attorney General's Office, one of 5 statewide, top tier, attorney jobs in the state, that were hijacked, and stolen, in addition to property, real, personal and intellectual, and as I look back, there was a core set of people, at the center of this whole shit storm!  But, Rachel worked on the Beryle, Utah, Nelson, murder case, and of course Dave, did too!  Haylee, was also, working with Dave, at the same time with Rachel, and Haylee, was a hard worker, and, made a passing comment, when I met her about, Rachel's work ethics, or something to that effect.  Dave, in talking to me, could see the knowledge and training, in criminal law, and asked me to help with Haylee's case, who was working on Travis's case, and maybe, Shane's too?  NO, I am taking one case, the Brock Security case for $357 million, and I don't do criminal, nor am I a trial attorney!  But, it was allegedly, Misty and Dennis, who discovered the fraud, on my Sugar Leo house, given to me, by Rachel, who was loosing the house, to foreclosure, getting married, moving to Cove, Utah, with new hubby, Kay Moosman . . . Shelley was living at the house with Rachel, before, I moved in, and Misty and Dennis, had considered buying the home, before, I moved in . . . so, me moving, saving the house, was not what, they wanted, and I believe some house issues were brewing, when I won the house, only to have Judge Walton, allow, a second shot, with Shelley, seemingly on Chris Hickey's side, Rachel's ex, and this is where houses, started to get mixed up with legal, cases, and even Judges, helping, with the "hostile" takeovers of both houses!
• it was interesting the other day, to see, just who was, listed, on Allan, aka, Frank's cheat sheets: (1) Misty and Dennis; (2) Greta and Dallas, but Dallas's number; (3) Shelley, as Shelley Yeaman--meds on the dresser, Joan Secrist! (4) Hope Carlton-Levin, a $28 million divorce case of mine, with the note--HOPE--I've never seen you!  She was key, in telling Frank, Mr. Interpol--when I took off without him or anyone, knowing to get sworn into the U.S. Supreme court, she even presented me with a bogus warrant, in Colorado, that looked like Shelley made it, I laughed it off, and she withdrew her appeal, so, I got arrested, for not going to court in Moab, on HER CASE that later, became, Shelley's case, and I was in JAIL, 9 days, solitary confinement, while all these fuckers, stole my BROCK, $357 million case--I have notes, proving Hope was in contact and taking orders from Frank, as were the local cops! . . . who was masking as Allan, after Allan had been murdered, and was working with, Delta Force Intelligence, or the DIA, Defense Intelligence Agency, the CIA of the military, working with retired, NORAD, or again, top secret operations, star wars, shit . . . now, this is where, the new Parowan, police chief, Kent Carpenter, starts to come on the scene too . . . Preston and I were friends, disagreed, I was meaner than hell, to him, in Allan's case, but, when all was said and done, he did his job and I did mine . . . when I first moved to Parowan, June 8, 2011 . . . and this date is key, for the meds, that Shelley bought, using MY, sort of name, easy to think the pharmacist just spelled my name wrong, but, those were marked for June 2, 2011?  So, either Shelley was going on my name, or she was trying to make it look, like I was crazy, because these pill showed up, long after I left, back in, first April of 2012? so purchased a year earlier, and Shelley, working with attorney, Brain Adamson, and Judge Walton, to wrestle my house in St. George away, looks like she was trying to use, my Pick's Disease, to frame me for her claims, acting like I was her attorney, not her sister, taking CARE OF HER LAZY ASS IN THE SUGAR LEO HOME FOR A YEAR AND A HALF!  Shelley, tried to use, a 12 year old diagnosis, and go figure, I just, found these, on my old dresser, like 2 days ago! Sheri Lasoff, who out of the blue, gave Allan/Frank her dog, also, grew up with Hank Brock, plaintiff on my securities case . . . I mean this thing was convoluted and perverse with similar dovetailing players.  Sheri, the other day, when I told her, I found all this evidence that supported all my seemingly crazy conspiracy theory claims, four years ago, I now have the evidence to PROVE . . . she was silent, and she said, HOW DO WE KNOW, YOU ARE THE "REAL" JOANN SECRIST?  This is exactly the shit, that, started to turn everything, in favor of Shelley being me, and me being the CAREER CRIMINAL SHELLEY, fucking FRANK!
• here is the information on the bottle: 
• HARMONS, 435.628.2824, 1189 E. 700 S., Saint George, Utah  84790
• RX#51314514  02 Jun 11  Rph CRL
• Dr. Gayle M. Carter     02 Jun 11 (is this the old, female doctor, who used to work at the Parowan Clinic, just down the street from NAPA, or near FAMILY DOLLAR?  Seems I remember taking Allan/Frank there, setting up the sting?
• JOAN SECRIST  (I have been JoAnn S. Secrist, for 20 years, never sign anything different, but for, recently, when, I got my Montana, I.D., with an amazing, driver's license, on my name, with me blocked for 4 years, still don't have one, but, Shelley does, and others, on my name, social, birthday?  I decided, to leave the "S." out for Southwick, because, technically, to be strictly law abiding, that is a maiden name, not a middle name, like the blank asked for!  LOL!  But to my surprise, or not, finding, that, someone already had a driver's license on my name, reason, for me being blocked both in Utah and Montana, my information, was connected to theirs or my double's, and, I got, there version or information, JOANN SOUTHWICK SECRIST . . . I have never spelled out Southwick, but Shelley took back her maiden name, as name games, continue, and her youngest son, TYRONE SOUTHWICK, not Elliot Secrist, musician, hard rock band, bass guitarist, of God's Revolver, now, Ditch and the Delta . . . any connection to Delta Force Intel? or Marines?  Both Allan and Frank were Marines!
• POTASSIUM CHLORIDE 10MEQ CR TAB SANDOZ (I DON'T EVEN TAKE ASPRIN!)
• NDC# 00781-1526-00     DW:02 JUNE 11
• Qty: #45     4 Refills Before 05/31/12?  At one point, Shelley said she had cancer, or heart trouble . . . to bilk my mother out of like $1500 for treatment?  I am not sure what "Potassium Chloride" is for?
• So, there is the information on the meds, now I will give you the information on the lot, that, Frank, used, $10,000 of the Bess money, to purchase, under contract date: 05/01/2011

BRIEF TIMELINE FOR PERSPECTIVE OVERALL

• April 18, 2011, I stopped in to visit Allan Rex Bess, the REAL, after checking out a lot, one of three, that Bess owned, near his cabin, he insisted on paying me with, for defending him, for basically nothing, just because he was a Marine, and that was my job . . .
• but, there was a big difference between that visit and other visits, over the few months, since Allan had been out of jail, loving life, happy, said he was so, happy, if he were any happier, he would have to be walking on air!
• generally, he would call, needing this or that, and I would just stop by, do a drive by, or come in the house for a short time . . . thinking, what does this dude want from me, I did his case, no payment needed, and now he wants me to do all this civil stuff?  I met Christa Bess, who, tried to help Allan with his finances, but he needed, like a bunch of legal shit done and I was, buried, so, I kind of blew off, that he liked me, that was obvious, but, I was still kind of his attorney, as long as he was asking me for legal assistance, and I didn't want to do this stuff . . . he told me while in jail, that, his family, parents, had a lot of money?  I didn't believe him, and just thought, yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever . . . lol!
• I knew that he told everyone in jail that he was going to marry me, and he sometimes hinted, this or that with no response, just a laugh and on my way to court in Salt Lake, or wherever . . . shit, I had clients, in Draper Prison, and was totally distracted
• but, I believe that, April 18, 2011 was a Friday, and I had time to kill, no court, nothing pressing, so, I was, a more relaxed, woman, and just chillin', stopped by, Panguitch Lake, for the first time, not knowing where the cabin was, but, being struck by the beauty of the Lake, the elk laying on snow, with meadows and wild flowers coming through, my kind of scenery!  So, I decided to drop by Allan's house and say, yeah, I might be interested in a lot . . . don't have time to enjoy, but, whatever.
• it was one of those perfect days, sunny, warm, happy, and he was busy, getting a trailer cleaned out for Bob Beal, and LeAnn or whatever his girlfriend's name was, so he was busy, and I just followed him around the property, house, or yard, killing time, talking, laughing, listening to music, and the tables seemed to have turned, he looked hot, was, not hitting on me, and I was not in the attorney mode or rush, and I started to see him, as a man, not a prisoner, or some needy guy, and that was very attractive to me!  He was kind of the one, blowing me off, a change, reversal, and I remember, calling all my friends, including, all the bitches on Franks, aka, Allan's list, I found, Sheri, Hope and Kay Lynn Reilly, my girl's club of clients and friends, and told all of them, I WAS LIKING ALLAN!  It had been like 6 or 7 years, since, leaving Brett, and being married, with little thought of men, in general, so this was a shock to me and them, but, yeah, I think I like this guy . . .
• I am sure, that there was fucking surveillance, all over my house, his house, he was too afraid to get a computer, which I talked him into, and he later returned, but I was going to help him write his story, but his hand written notes were not going to do, but his fear of spying, government intervention, and having been in INTEL, made him very nervous and his fears won . . . he was probably sensing more that, fear for that reason . . . but, even before, I got him out of jail, the deputies, started to make me and only Allan, go into the family visiting room, to talk, not the attorney, confidential room . . . I was so pissed one time that I took the phone with a note that said, phone calls will be recorded, and threw it against the wall, screaming for the deputy, to put us in the room for attorney, client privilege!  They REFUSED!  One of many tricks being played, ,but I think, that even before, I became Allan's attorney, they had designs for him, to lock him up forever, as the Man Who Knew Too Much!  After getting out of Vietnam, he was followed for 4 months by the FBI, all his buddies, were, never, anywhere he could contact and he feared them dead!  In the barracks, in Nam, he said there were grenades, hanging all over the tent, and if the enemy came, that were to pull the clips and blow up the intelligence!  And like I said, yesterday, they, the government, tried to kill him, four different times, shit, mine is hundreds, I KNOW TOO MUCH TOO!  Frank, used to say, just imagine, a little boy from Parowan . . . as if, he was not talking about himself, but speaking of someone who had a huge part to play in talking President Richard Nixon, into leaving the Vietnam War, he had intel, it took the rest of the world, statistics on death tolls, 10 years before the rest of us found out!  But, this was what I was talking about yesterday . . . that there seems to be this movement, or ploy, to take very credible, strong, AMERICAN loving, people, like me and Allan, and kill us, putting NUMB NUTS, like Shelley, who will obey, using our credentials, power, names, to sway people, but, using them in the wrong way, very different that, we need . . . I was going to list, the 847 Ways to Irritate People . . . One of them, was using my money or ideas, to promote people or things that I disagree with or oppose!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111
• APRIL 18, 2011 . . . OUT OF THE BLUE, JUDGE WALTON, PUT A NOTICE TO VACATE "MY" HOME, THAT I WON IN A FEDERAL LAWSUIT, AGAISNT, RACHEL'S EX, WELLS FARGO AND FIRST AMERICA TITLE . . . NOW, ALLEGEDLY, THAT MORTGAGE NOTE HAD BEEN SOLD TO HBSC, CHINESES MORTGAGE BUNDLERS, AND THEY WANTED THE HOME!???????????  WE WERE, AGAIN, IN A BATTLE OVER THE HOME, THAT WAS A SECOND SHOT, AND WE WERE NO WAY CLOSE TO THE END, PROBABLY TWO YEARS AWAY . . . SO, ILLEGAL SHIT GOING DOWN, SHELLEY SEEMED AN INSIDER!
• APRIL 19, 2011, I called, Allan, and told him, they were, trying to take MY house, I had been in for now about a year and a  half, had totally decorated it, totally paid for, and even the night that I was in trial with Allan, on  his case, I held a Halloween party, with a band, catered food, I put up $5,000 worth of new, track lighting, to show off my client and friends, art, that I talked into hanging in my now, gorgeous home, the envy of judges, attorneys, family, one nobody wanted to touch, Shelley, this house is work, work, work . . .well, I paid or worked, picked out ever piece of furniture, and the home was called, a mansion, palace, castle, museum, and it was lovely!  I remember, a Washington County Constable, coming Jean Dixon, saying, my whole house would fit in your foyer!  Yeah, and I went to law school, and am an attorney and you are a cop!  I had $700 million worth of cases against, every level of government, Homeland Security, Dept. of Justice, ICE, Immigration Customs and Enforcement, states of Utah, Nevada, the Las Vegas Review Journal, blah, blah, blah . . . and a client waiting list, for more civil rights cases, in addition to having, a ton of criminal, family, and whatever law cases . . . I was probably doing what small, 5 man, law practice or firm were doing, and doing it all, ALONE!  I was coming to the end of some of my multi-million cases, so I was an easy target . . . plenty smart enough, to win, going from filing to U.S. Supreme Court, but the one, regret, is I didn't hire another attorney to GET MY BACK!
• Allan was cool, and said, As long as I have a house, you have a house . . . I will move up to my cabin, and you can move in the house.
• I fought back and stayed in the house, for another month, almost
• that was the last time, I talked to Allan, I believe, while he was alive and not as Frank!
• I believe, that, both he and I, now, getting closer, and me and him, talked that morning for 4 hours, and I was digging him, more and more each time I talked, and he was going to go do recon on my house and do intel, to see what was going on . .  . probably what got him killed!  HELPING ME!
• Allan has to wait, like 6 months to get his driver's license, for some lame ass probation thing, so, I promised him, that last conversation that I would come get him and take him to his cabin . . . but there was no conversation in between!
• MAY 7, 2011, I was going home to study, for, my trip to the 10th Circuit Court of Appeals, in Denver, on my $357 million securities case . . . I stopped by Shelley's house, first after going to get breakfast, a Diet Coke and whatever . . . Shelley said, EVERYTHING IS GONE . . . what do you mean, everything is gone?  Then she said, something VERY TELLING . . . she said, I am sorry, I think they thought YOU WERE ME?  I thought, what the fuck are you talking about?  The  only way, they would think I was you, was if you told them that!  She told me to just go home--Jean Dixon, knew damned well, who Shelley, with a fucking $35 white, DI couch, was, and who the attorney, ME WAS!  I found, three sheriffs in my house and jealous, JEAN, and I said, what the fuck are you doing in my house?  She said, we seized this house!  I SAID BY WHAT AUTORITY, no warrants, no legal authority, nothing . . . she said, I am just taking orders from the boys up North, oh, the ones, who are named defendants on my case, to be argued in Denver?  Shelley never left the house that entire year, never to get the newspaper, to take her kids out, nothing . . . I believe the plan, then was to, switch, me for Shelley, with, no neighbors, seeing that two women, lived there, but just one, the attorney, and I think, they planned on me not going to Denver, and curling up to die!  Shelley then said, like they would not tell their attorney sister, who defended the whole fucking house, and won, about a $33,000 judgement against her and Rachel?  Really, the justification for taking ALL MY FURNITURE AND PUTTING ME OUT OF BUSINESS!
• MAY 7, 2011, with nothing else to do . . . I went up to Allan's, to take him to the cabin, after not seeing him, for about three weeks!  This is when I noticed the huge ass difference in him, sickly, small, and I asked him what happened?  CANCER, he used to explain all his weight loss?  I had never been around cancer, so, whatever, and I had long forgot him, worried about going to Denver, what was going on with my house, now my computers, case files, total house stolen!  At that time, I just was pissed, wanted to take Allan up and back and be done with him, and get ready, to go to Denver, which I am sure the HOUSE DEAL WAS TO STOP ME FROM GOING!!
• MAY 8, 2011, I FLEW TO DENVER, WAS SUPPOSE TO MEET, HENRY BROCK FOR DINNER AND NOW SHOW . . . I KNEW, SOMETHING WAS UP, CASE STOLEN!  HOUSE WAS TO STOP ME, ORAL ARGUMENTS, CANCELLED . . . THIS WAS THE DEAL, AT THE SUPREMES THE STEAL!
• MAY 9, 2011, I COULD NOT GET AHOLD OF HANK OR JAY, BOTH TO MEET ME BEFORE COURT, NOWHERE TO BE FOUND?
• JUNE 8, 2011, I called, Allan and told him, I was going to take him up on the offer of the home, he was cool with that . . . I was never attracted, to him, beyond that point, but he was funny, and I had little time, nor patience for love games, and he needed to pack his shit, and get out!  LOL!  He thought I was worse than any drill master, he ever had as a Marine . . . my kids feel that ways too!  Why do you think, two daughters thrived in the military and boot camp, they were born in mom's military camp!  LOL!  I think, Frank, was too shocked, worried about being discovered, to not be Allan, and scared shitless of me, no nonsense, attorney, on fired!
• that night, is when, I noticed the house ransacked, and a disaster
• there was one foot of mail, on Allan's kitchen counter, ALL with my name on the back?
• I started looking through all the mail, and I was shocked, fuck, the Bess's had a shit load of money, investments, accounts, and on, just one, investment, Allan was worth, a million dollars . . . now, I was not worried about, or even thinking about marrying the guy, for love nor money, what I was worried about, it getting DISBARRED for not believing that he had all this stuff, that he had been asking me to help with, shit!  Every damned piece of mail, had my name on it!!!!!!! 
• one of the last things, I saw, was one of Allan's wedding licenses, and I thought, okay, we better just get married, and hopefully, that will clear up about, 10 lawsuits, that he mentioned he was worried about, property encroachment, people claiming they bought his property, or this and that.  Shit!  That wedding license, would allow, me to protect the house, from cops, under, his name, after just getting every of mine, stolen, and I could protect his property interests with the threat of a lawsuit, and so,
• JUNE 9, 2011 . . . with little worry of rejection, seeing that Allan told everyone, he was going to marry his attorney, I told him, we needed to get married!  I would come up to the cabin, and explain . . . this was not about sex, not about love, nothing, it was about property rights!  OK.
• I looked like shit, didn't have make-up or clean clothes, he looked the same!  LOL!
• the court house in Panguitch was under construction so we had to go to the fair grounds, to the rodeo, arena, or whatever, where the temporary office, were . . . I thought, how, symbolic and wild, just like this lame ass marriage!  LOL!
• we could not find the judge, but, the clerks, would have him there by 1:00 PM, I told Allan, I would not marry him without a haircut!  LOL!  He grabbed me by the hands, and said, I want you to know that I really, do love you!  Yeah, whatever . ..  LOL!  We are both pretty witty and a Mutt and Jeff, stand up comic team, and people all over were laughing at this crazy marriage arrangement, as were we!
• I bought a glass, certificate holder to put our wedding license in, while he got his hair cut
• Judge Ney, who knew me, from, my attorney general days, asked about what and where I had been, I told him of the missing 8 years of my life, and return to law practice, in 2009, when I didn't die.  He also, knew Allan and had since his young years and especially, as a cop, prior to being a judge . . . he seemed to keep stalling, the wedding, looking at me, like to you really, know what you are doing?  I thought it was because, Allan, had a DUI and was a wild man, and had lived up at the Lake, and cabin, for three years, being the Man of Scoot's Creek, living with mountain lions, bob cats, eagles and fox, for three years after his father died, eating only, fruits and vegetables, growing his hair down to his ass!  I thought all that was cool!  This was a marriage of convenience and protection, so don't think, I really love this guy, wild as he is, still not knowing I was marrying a different guy, and I think, Judge Ney knew it, and didn't know what to say!  He read through the entire, wedding manual, every last word, I think to get me to come to my senses . . . but, I had not clue, I had not seen Allan for a few weeks, and by this time, his different look, was, beyond, me, and now, all I needed to do was get him settle, and me moved in, and a total make-over on his house, and get my law practice back on course, with tons of cases, coming down the pike!
• finally, the Judge, looking at me, like I was, insane, had us, grab each other by the hands, and Allan, or Frank, grabbed my hand, so hard, squeezing it, like, saying You better love me . . . and, I think Frank did!  Cops, knew me forever from asset forfeiture, and other cop stunts, and now, the Cheek case, was nation famous!  LOL!  I don't know if I started to cry, because, new hub to be, squeezed my hand so hard, it made me cry, or because, I was actually, kind of excited, and whatever.  Once, I shed tears, Judge Ney, just looked down, and figured it was all okay, and proceeded to marry us.
• I dropped him off at the cabin, don't even think we went to lunch, and left.
• once home, in that big, very messy house, I got lonely, and it dawned on me, I had just gotten married, and left my husband!  So, I got cleaned up, loving the Lake and cabin and decided to drop in and see, what and who, I married.  We did have fun, going to lake side restaurants, eating dinner, watching the moon dance on the water, in the pines, and I thought, funny is even better than sex, so, I decided to actually, try to make this marriage work!  Frank and morphed into Allan by this time . . . until, I took him breakfast and coffee one morning, early, very early, caught him off guard and he was wearing only long underwear . . . and I asked him, who he was, not recognizing Allan Rex Bess's body at all, but an seemingly, very old man, who had Allan's face?  Are you FBI, CIA?  He answered and I believe honestly, I am Interpol, and my code name is Frank . . . the beginning of the end!  From that point on, Frank seemed to be trying to undermine me, to get me to give up the practice of law, to stay at the cabin, he seemed to be controlling, new surveillance or communications, systems, showing up at the cabin, he seemed bothered that, people were hanging flags, on cabins, and tons of fisherman, lined the lake, and he said, rubber necking to get a look at me?  He seemed to have fixed that, though within weeks, all stopped . . . but, I continued to do the law!
• now for the information on the new resident or land purchase at the Lake:
• Lot 20 Blk 2 Panguitch Lake Estates S Panguitch, UT  84759
• provided as courtesy of DENNIS CHEEK, CCIM, SFR, Dennis and Misty Cheek--Commercial Division, Cedar City . . . never introduced them, and Frank, never talked of them!
• Type:  Lot     For Sale or Rent:   For Sale    CSB:      Yes
• CBB:   Yes   Listing Type:  Exclusive Right
• Public Remarks:  Beautiful property in Clear Creek Canyon in the Panguitch Lake Estates Subdivision.  This property is flat and has a nice trailer pad area.  Deer, elk, wild turkeys, and more, frequent the area.  This lot is the back of the canyon on a dead-end rad and the location is great for enjoying peace and quiet in the mountains.  Call today . . .
• Listing Date:  09/13/2009
• List Price: 10,000
• Sold Price: 10,000
• Terms of Sale: Cash; Conventional
• How Sold: Cash
• Sold Date: 05/20/2011
• Under Contract Date: 05/01/2011
• the Shelley connection . . . now she knew Misty and Dennis, but, all of this is new to me . . . but, I hired, tons of guys out of jail, to work on the Bess home, leaving Allan or Frank up to the Lake, but going up all the time, after court or whatever . . . I almost had the whole house done, right around, the October . . . and out of the blue, Shelley, and Isaac, drop in, and just kind of like move in?  I had prepared a music room for Elliot, and his band, so they could come down, and play concerts down her, being hooked into the whole music scene . . . so, Isaac just goes up and brings in, what I learned later was $30,000 of stolen music equipment, but I didn't know that.  By this time, I was almost 100% sure that Allan was Frank, so, while we hung out, there was always this suspicion that even grew worse right about this time of year, culminating, with Brad Haney and me, after an hour or two, with Brad talking to Allan, or Frank, bringing up incident after incident, being in jail together, or they grew up together, or their mothers were best friends, and the worse non-cover, was Brad and his twin brother burned down, the Bess barn or shed . . . Frank, struck blanks, and I am looking at him, and Brad is saying go on dude, I used to go get your cigarettes for you . . . Marlboro, you were the Marlboro Man, Marine, our idle.  I think this happened before Shelley showed up on the scene, because, Frank, never came to Parowan, and I started thinking, because he would be recognized.  He always seemed to play to the surveillance I the sky, and things were getting more and more tense between us, and both me and Brad, didn't think this was Allan!
• Shelley, however, had taken over my house, opened all my new stuff, Isaac, burned holes in my carpet, they used all my CD's and generally made themselves at home, while I was working all over the western United States . . . but, it was, Shelley's, joy, but trying to conceal, what seemed to be, someone she already knew, when Allan made a rare, and unexpected appearance, in Parowan, without me driving him?  He had no car, and I still don't know how he got down, but he acted like he hated people, he fired, people the real Allan trusted, like Christa Bess, taking her off, doing his paperwork and paying bills!
• I had asked for several annulments, believing him, my enemy, rather than friend, he got pissed each time and would tear the legal work up . . . I finally got him so pissed, he signed an annulment, but he soon, had it, overturned or the Judge, always up in the 6th district, say the annulment was no good, and we were still married, and I said, You can not make me, stay married to someone, I don't want to be married to!  I remember, seeing a Desperate Housewives, episode, when, all the neighborhood gals, suspected, one wife for having an affair with her lawn boy, and they held a yard sale and said, the guy she is having an affair with, is the one she will refuse to acknowledge or talk to . . . and that seemed to be the case with Shelley, I introduced them, finding it strange that Allan, out of the blue, just showed up, and Shelley was trying to hide a smile?
• much like when I introduced Kay to Brett, and Shelley to Brett, there was a familiarity, like these were the players in the stealing of Elliot's first music, and now, they had returned for a second shot, but not just at his music but at my law practice, Shelley busied herself, getting into my files, and being constantly on either my computer or hers . . . both the Brock and the Cheek cases were getting to a close point! of something happening . . . I believe that: (1) Hope Carlton-Levin and (2) Kay and Bob Morgan, with their son, David, were used to get me out of the state, so, that Shelley, Frank and others could do, all the dirty work, while I was off handling legal affairs, some, seemingly worthless and a waste of time, with the Morgans, bringing me to Mesquite, Nevada, and we never did legal work, Bob and son would gamble and Kay bitch and moan, and I would be ready to pull my hair out!
• KEY CLUE ON THE COLLUSION ON THE LAKE PROPERTY!  Now, remember, I was removed from my home in St. George allegedly because, Shelley and Rachel had a judgment against them, so, that is the first time, I took, Frank to see the cabin, was allegedly MAY 7, 2011 . . . that piece of property was purchased, MAY 20, 2011, but under contract MAY 01, 2011?  But, I believe, that, between April 19, 2011, the last time I talked to Allan, and, May 7, 2011, when I took, Frank to the Lake, Shelley came, and met the real Allan, probably with Frank in the wings, waiting, for the kill . . . I had Rachel, once pick up something from Allan, she was scared of him, and scared of his house, before, I worked on it . . . Scotty her son, refused to go in and she left as soon as she could.  Allan used to joke about, seeing nothing but her big ass fake tits, but that was enough for this man out of jail, and horny as hell, wanting sex . . . so, in comes, Shelley, I believe, that she  probably stopped by Allan's, another sister, and got to talking, and they ended up in bed together.  Frank used to talk of his favorite means of assassinating someone, shooting them behind the ear with a 22, to leave a small hole, little bleeding, and it kills the person, scrambling their brains . . . when I hear that, later, when, I moved in, there was a 5 inch, almost circle of blood, right where Allan's head, would have been, had he had sex, turned away from Shelley and gone to sleep!  I believe the DNA is still collectable, and I tried to get Kent Carpenter, whom, had a background in military intelligence, and internal affairs, before becoming an elementary school cops, so, after he refused to do anything, with 200 pages of differences between the two men, and another murder, I believe, Frank did, I figured, that he was brought in to protect, Mr. Interpol, and Shelley, not me and Allan!  Everyone in Parowan, wants, Preston Griffeth back, who got fired, right around this time, because of shooting a dog? and the new chief, won't look into a MURDER, or TWO?  WHATEVER.  But, one day, I paid, Shelley's lazy ass son, to go help Frank cut wood, up at the cabin, while Shelley and I worked . . . on appeal, your cases are paper intense, not court intense, so I was home more than usual.  Shelley, complained that she had been working so hard and just needed a few weeks at a cabin, up at Panguitch Lake?  I was like, you have never worked too hard, and I have clients in 5 states, don't sleep?  So, I said, I know a few cute, small cabins, right be the lake that might be for rent, or we could see who owned them.  Shelley said, oh, I want, Allan to take me to find a cabin to rent.  BINGO, they did know each other before!  Shelley just kept signing, Frank's praise and how much he and Isaac liked each other . . . one night, me, Isaac, Joe Hudacheck, all went to look at an old dairy, turned maybe dance hall, recording studio, and art gallery, and I was going to buy it for my son and band, and I thought, Joe's famous, custom motorcycle called the Twisted Sister, might be a cool name, but, Allan and Iassac, smiled at each other and said, ALAMO, and I thought, that is the name of the FAKE BAND, that Frank, Shelley and Isaac, with Brett, Kay, my father, and my son-in-law, used, to steal, GOD'S REVOLVER'S, Little Black Horse Where Are You Going With Your Dead Rider CD, and now, Elliot's first CD with SONY was coming out, and Hope's boyfriend was a music promoter, so, all in the family again, steal, the cases and the music!

I DON'T KNOW IF I CAN TRUST, CARPENTER WITH THE EVIDENCE, OR MAYBE I SHOULD USE, PRESTON, WHO MIGHT KNOW OF SOME CLEAN COPS, WHO COULD HELP . . . THEY PUSHED PRESTON OUT, TO BRING IN THIS HIT SQUAD AND KILLED ALLAN, AND WENT AFTER ME!