Hunting Whitey by Casey Sherman

Author:Casey Sherman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2020-03-30T00:00:00+00:00

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AS SCOTT GARRIOLA WAS PLACING Bulger into custody in the carport at the Princess Eugenia, a neighbor entered the garage to do her laundry.

“I think I can help you,” Janus Goodwin told the agent. “This man has dementia. So if he’s acting oddly that could be why.”

Goodwin lived on the same floor as Whitey and Catherine and had been told like so many others that “Charlie Gasko” suffered from mental illness.

Garriola got nervous for a moment. Had he just arrested a delusional elderly man with Alzheimer’s disease?

He turned to Bulger. “This woman over here says you have a touch of Alzheimer’s.”

“Fuck her. Don’t listen to her. She’s fucking nuts. I’m James J. Bulger.”

A few minutes later, Garriola asked the captured crime boss to grant the FBI permission to search apartment 303. He signed the consent form James J. Bulger.

“That’s the first time I’ve signed that name in a long time,” he sighed.

Garriola asked Bulger whether he was relieved that he didn’t have to look over his shoulder anymore as the sixteen-year manhunt had come to an end.

“Are you fucking nuts?” Whitey answered.

Catherine was wearing a revealing halter top and asked to change into something more appropriate, so a female officer led her to the bathroom. Meanwhile, Whitey was busy walking Garriola through the apartment.

“He showed us where all his ‘hides’ were, where his stashes were,” the agent recalls. “He had a Derringer in a hollowed-out book and of course all that money and weapons in the walls. Whitey was a tough son of a bitch. He looked pretty feisty when we got him. If we’d met up with Bulger a few years earlier, he would have given us a helluva fight.”

Bulger and Greig were led out of the apartment building in handcuffs and placed into separate squad cars and driven off to Los Angeles, where they’d be jailed separately overnight as they awaited their first court appearance the following day. It was after 8 p.m., so Garriola had to get special permission from the Bureau of Prisons to bring the fugitives in at such a late hour.

With Bulger safely in custody, Phil Torsney left his Boston office in the early morning hours and drove home in the driving rain. He didn’t have time to sleep, as he was to meet Neil Sullivan and Rich Teahan at Logan Airport to catch the first flight out to Los Angeles.

When Neil Sullivan saw Whitey Bulger for the first time in person at the Federal Courthouse in LA, the aging gangster was wearing an orange prison jumpsuit and was doing push-ups in his cell.

“He looked very fit and was doing a lot of push-ups for an old man,” Sullivan remembers. “I’d heard some reporters whispering that Bulger may be senile, but that wasn’t true. He was totally with it and physically strong for an eighty-one-year-old.”

The marshal also saw Catherine Greig in her cell. She was subdued and didn’t say a word.

Sullivan escorted Bulger into court, where it was standing room only. This was the biggest criminal case to hit Los Angeles since O.

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