Atlanta Airport
Marijuana trafficker busted at airport with suitcase full of cocaine?
Early on I had a cellmate that was a trafficker, like me. We were cellmates for only a couple of weeks. I think his name was Frank. Frank had an unusual story. He got busted in Atlanta, at the airport. He was flying from Florida to Atlanta with a suitcase full of weed.
While Frank was out on bond he was busted again in Arizona. In phoenix. Just like me. Early on I had a cellmate that was a trafficker, like me. We were cellmates for only a couple of weeks. I think his name was Frank. Frank had an unusual story. He got busted in Atlanta, at the airport. He was flying from Florida to Atlanta with a suitcase full of weed.
After landing at the Atlanta Airport Frank headed to the luggage carousel like everyone else. Things looked OK but things did not feel OK. He felt eyes on him, like he was a target. The hair on the back of his neck was standing up. Something was not right. There was nothing overtly wrong or out of place but something was definitely amiss.
As he headed towards the luggage carousel Frank slowed his pace. Walking slower would give him more time. He wanted more time. He needed more time to figure this out.
Unfortunately he was out of time.
(Time to call an audible)
Frank stood there at the luggage carousel thinking. What should he do? Should he do an about face, march off and abandon his suitcase full of marijuana? No. He did not like that thought. He thought, what if there is nothing wrong and I'm just experiencing a severe case of paranoia? Is this possible? Am I just paranoid?He was determined not to be scared off. Frank decided to accidental pick someone else's suitcase and attempt to leave. If he could get outside the airport with another suitcase that would mean all was well. He would go back in the airport and correct the "accidental" mistake.
Frank picked up another passenger's suitcase then began walking away. Before he could take two steps they grabbed him. Undercover cops. All the sudden police were everywhere. They grabbed him, cuffed him then took him and his suitcase to a holding room within the airport. Frank was arrested.
It was not good. This was not a good situation. With someone another passenger's suit suitcase in their hands he was out of danger for the moment but his suitcase was still out there. He was certain his suitcase would eventually be retrieved and the situation would worse into his nightmare scenario.
The cops opened the suitcase and what did they find? Dirty underwear? No. Did they find a shaving kit with supplies. No.
When the suitcase was opened they found twenty five pounds of cocaine inside.
WTF?
Talk about your bad days.
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