Tell the Truth ... Until They Don't Like What You Have to Say

On August 7, 1998, at approximately 10:30 a. m. local time, the first truck bomb exploded outside the U. S. Embassy in Nairobi, Kenya. Minutes later, a second truck bomb exploded outside the U. S. Embassy in Dar es Salaam, Tanzania. I was assigned to the embassy in Nairobi as the Financial Management Center (FMC) Director. I was off-site that morning. Had I been present, there is a high probability I would not be writing this book. Though I did not ask for any of this, I found myself to be a tiny hub on a "Deep State" wheel, with the spokes-the U. S. Department of State, Central Intelligence Agency, Department of Justice, Federal Bureau of Investigation, and the Military-all connecting to me. For what reason-because of the money. Through years of just doing my job as a federal auditor and then as a Foreign Service Financial Management Specialist, I became aware of and took actions regarding money, unbeknownst to me at the time, having linkages to covert operations. My story has serious political overtones, but it is not a political story. It is my story. It is the story of what can happen when you innocently seek one truth, but discover quite another.