ACCESS DENIED For Reasons Of National Security: Documented Journey From CIA Mind Control Slave To U.S. Government Whistleblower by Cathy O'Brien

ACCESS DENIED For Reasons Of National Security: Documented Journey From CIA Mind Control Slave To U.S. Government Whistleblower by Cathy O'Brien

Author:Cathy O'Brien [O'Brien, Cathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: REALITY MARKETING
Published: 2014-11-07T06:00:00+00:00


Chapter 29

SODOM AND GOMORRAH

An abrupt knock on the door of our hotel room woke us up early the next morning. “Open up!” A voice shouted. “Sheriff’s Department!”

Mark relaxed and shoved his pistol back under his pillow, grabbed a robe and opened the door.

“You’re going to get yourself killed doing that shit,” he told Deputy Dave. Dave Rossi, who had hosted the NCIN conference, smiled.

“I needed to catch you before you left town,” he said. “I’ve got to talk to you. What you and Cathy know needs to be heard in a community in Northern California where I’m working on a case. It involves mind control, and the whole town is devastated. My phones are monitored, so I don’t want to talk about this by phone.”

“We’ll meet you in the coffee shop in twenty minutes,” Mark told him, closing the door.

“Twenty minutes?” I flung the covers from Mark’s side of the bed inviting him back in. “I suppose that’s enough time.”

“No it’s not,” Mark argued playfully. “We need to be dressed, packed, and out of here by then. And I’ve got to take a shower and wake up.”

I jumped out of bed and ran for the shower ahead of him. “Join me if you want to,” I called.

Twenty minutes later we were downstairs, our hair still damp, tossing our bags in the car. Deputy Dave walked up, balancing three large coffees and a sack of donuts.

“Let’s talk right here,” he suggested. “Everybody in the coffee shop knows me. This is important.” We took the coffee and leaned against the car, enjoying the morning sun.

Deputy Dave reached in his pocket and produced a photograph of children and their parents picketing outside of the Marin County Daycare Board. Their signs read, “Why does the FBI protect Aquino?”

“Where is Marin County?” I asked. My geography was still atrocious.

“Near the Presidio1,” Deputy Dave began. Aquino was stationed at the Presidio army base, and by 1987 had been under criminal investigation for sexually abusing children in the daycare. The Presidio Daycare scandal was infamous, and even the appeals judge refused to esponge Aquino’s criminal child abuse record2. “Aquino’s on the Marin County Daycare Board.”

“How can Marin County justify having a suspected satanic child molester on their board?” I was astounded.

“Obviously the children in the area are wondering the same thing,” Deputy Dave answered. “The whole town is in a daze. Satanism, child molestation, missing children, mind control, injustice through the courts. I’m telling you, these people need help just to cope with the PTSD. You could give them coping skills, Mark. And the information you have could clarify why cover-up is so prevalent and why Aquino is allowed on their Daycare Board. Understanding might help them survive and solve their nightmare.”

“I’m told Aquino owns the building that houses the Marin County Daycare Board,” Mark injected.

“The Presidio is pretty close to the Grove3,” I said, the picture becoming even clearer from my perspective.

“So are Petaluma and Santa Rosa where these children in the photo are from,” Deputy Dave said.



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