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Dear People Seeking Investigator to Stop My American Assassination Team

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Dear People, seeking an Investigator to Stop My Assassination

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Table of Contents

Chapter 1: Letter to the General Public

Chapter 2: Larry Margulies Echocardiogram and a healthy heart’s diagnosis taken outside of Philippines just after leaving there

Chapter 3: Larry Margulies’ witness affidavit taken after escaping the covert team’s attack at the check-up:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Letter written to The General Public

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Larry Margulies

12/17/1971

February 07,2017

Dear People,

I am seeking investigators to stop my assassination.

 

 

An old lady- the sight of her face remains with me – I immediatley recognized hers as good, she came between one of the hired gunmen and I;“they killed her” I was told. My baby girl to be born one month later I held in a pure cotton white sheet and carried 5 miles to a proper burial also was a victim of this circumstance. I survived by less than the hair on my chin, and it was possibly because I accepted an invitation to meet a federal agent or my own family was angry at me when during a serious misunderstanding. I aim to keep my future family and I safe from them. Please help me investigate, I am a good person.

I was living with my girlfriend at the time and they had previously began following me like in a game hunt threatening me while I called the FBI but they told me not to call back, and my family rideculed me and told people I was being paranoid. The investigators said I was a criminal and that I would die, came to my house, called me over in secret ,or blatantly sat down with me for a scary face to face experience.

I am well; These people either received misinformation, or misjudged me. This started 2008 and continues, even a few days ago when a covert team used a weapon similar to a heart attack gun on me while I sat in an internet bar. The Boston passport agency had warned me of an investigation on my stolen passports. My father had and other family members had set me up.

Someone made a big mistake, and it is either the man in charge of Benny, a black State Department worker at the 2008 Olympics asks me about my lost passport or my family. This black man received a phone call in front of me telling him that I was “severely psychotic and a criminal” probably because my Dad said so.;afterwards he called my parents house and invited me to Taiwan and met his close female black friend who founded Descendants of African People; next I know by calling him he says “I don’t know you” and then some military types tried to kill me in Seattle just after leaving the Jackson Federal building with a bottle to the head. Why would he call my family home, leave messages on the machine and invite me to visit after he was told that I am a severely psychotic criminal anyways? I am normal by the way.

Only the state department knew of my address in Cebu and I had not signed any privacy waiver. A covert team (including one member of the American who came to my girlfriend’s house during that repatriation loan while I stayed at 26C Imus Highway in Cebu) switched places with the hospital’s doctor and nurse, then tried to kill me in the hospital room. They induced a heart attack, while the doctor grabbed a nun to say a prayer over me. and got on his cell phone. It was a regular check-up appointment. Getting to that hospital take a left leaving the art café atop Assumption Road, then your first right, you will see across the left side a private road where I made it safely to.

I have many personal references and also medical testing over the past year including MRA/MRI and echocardiogram to prove it WAS an induced heart attack that the nun, nurses and receptionist witnessed as I stumbled out of that doctors office. The heart monitor went to 190 as the imposter doctor who I recognized from Cebu 100 miles away told me not to interrupt him that he was “busy with procedure”. The new nurse now wearing a mask (after switching places with the other one) instructed me: “Do not hit the red button” if I felt faint, contradictory to the first nurse.

The owner of Gecko bar in Cebu called me inside after hours to tell me that someone wanted to shoot me and that “It isnt a white man”. His partner in the shadows yelled to “Just shoot him!”. He asked me something about testifying, and I have not been involved in any court or testifying,I am not a rat either. I have no idea what this is about because they have not told me.

What is confusing is that when I called my father just after some of the attempts on my life he said “That’s what you get for writing the letter”,and “I guess you did a public service”

My brother Martin said “never tell a murderer that he’s wrong”. My brother Mike calls my skype and tells me he wants me to authorize him to protect my trust account which I never knew about; I refused becasue I don’t trust him, and he said threatingly then that some lawyer named Shulman would be the only way of family contact.

I have the right to live peacfully and these State department people, and my family both need to be told to stay away from me because I have not done anything to them. I want to live so much, to excel and raise a family.

A duty officer at the Manila Embassy told me there was a warrant on my life by “Whitey”; I had called him several times stating I was a good man; a few times while in a line such as the NBI I was covertly injected via the air with some very strong hallacunogen, and one time it almost killed me with meningitus like affects.That time I went inside the embassy twice while I was progressivley dying, and had asked to speak to a federal law enforcement officer twice , I had even been invited by one but they said “not available” and told me to leave.

A Gary or Jerry helping me with my coffee shop to open was arrested in Davao and told me to be careful that ‘they have people in the FBI”. He, like the Gecko Bar owner do infact know who is trying to kill me and why, would you please find out and make some sense out of this.

I love America very much and have never done anything to risk harm to America, have never sold any passports.

Sincerely ,Larry Margulies

Dear people who might be able to help investigate,

My name is Larry Margulies, changed from Yudowitz, I was born in Boston, Massachusetts on December 17, 1971, and raised in Brookline, Massachusetts, then I left Boston when I was 22 years of age.

I am writing to you all today because I need your help. I am a private person and have tried all other ways that I know of to solve this situation without divulging my private or family matters, but the situation now is life or death, and I intend to live a long life and raise a family. Please allow me to explain what little I know.

In simplest terms, my father has hired people to find me and poison my in order to have me locked away and killed. I am not making up some wild accusation. Here is what happened.

My father asked me to choose a house to settle in. At the time I wanted to begin a career in writing so I asked him to buy a very comfortable condo in West Vancouver Canada to live in. The housing market there was good, and it was a good investment to make in 2009. After I chose what I thought to be the perfect place for me as a writer and to settle down in for many years, my father told me just before the papers were signed that he di not want to buy that place, but instead insisted I choose an income property in the city since that was “all he could afford” (He explained as the reason that my brother Michael had borrowed 100,000 at the same time to invest in housing redevelopment). Though my wish was to stay at the Olympic Peninsula within the West Vancouver culture, I also found myself hastily agreeing with him to live elsewhere because my foremost wish was to have a home which I never had.

I had never prepared for what was to come and there was one big initial problem which had three parts. First my parents told me that after this purchase of that house they “would not give me anymore money”. Secondly, I had no income upon taking ownership and no work visa either. Thirdly the house received mail upon moving in that I needed to pay property taxes amounting around 4,000 Canadian dollars. The house was also empty of furniture by the way, but more importantly the purchase agreement prorated the tenants rent, so that by the time taxes were due, I would have no way of paying them.

I called a friend of the realtor agent who sold me the house, we had hit it off well, she consider3d me a late bloomer like herself, and she recommended that I take out a mortgage. The only mortgage that I could apply for with no lengthy credit history was a private equity mortgage which had fees of several thousand dollars per mortgage. (I thought it particularly unfair that my brothers could ask for business loans yet I had only one choice which was to ask a high fee mortgage loan. I did take a loan out for under 30,000 dollars in order to pay the taxes and buy basic furniture, from a company named One Stop Mortgage.

My parents asked me to promise them that I would stay in Canada for six months out of every year, as a sign to them that the purchase was a serious investment into my future; I always keep my promises. I managed the property and cared for tenancy very well. I travelled between Asia and Canada planning on opening two businesses, a small movie making studio for English students and a small hotel which was to be divided into three sections, one for family, one for business men, and the third for couples. From Asia I spoke regularly with my tenant s and paid the bills. In the beginning of taking ownership I received some complaints from my tenants that there were “two strange women in my yard taking photos of the property”. I investigated and found out that my mother and Aunt were there in Vancouver that day, and it was them.

My parents and I had a terrible relationship growing up in Brookline, Massachusetts.

I decided to settle down in Vancouver, Canada. I prepared to make a business that I could run while writing in the beautiful city of Vancouver. First of all I did not want to live in a city, and if I were to live inside an income property then it would not provide the quiet and privacy necessary to write. Then, another important thing to consider was that the Boston Passport agency had told me in person there would be a lost passport investigation. At a period of time in my life, there needed to be transparency and truth from those close to me, and it became apparent that those close to me were lying and another huge mess was about to happen because of that.

My mother, caught in the middle of my Dad and I, relayed to me voice mail messages from their answering machine in Weston, Massachusetts.

Some messages were from unknown callers messaging about my mortgages and tax payments and I had given no one in Canada my American contact information except for my sales agent at the time of sale; Other messages were from Benny, a security agent at the 2008 Olympics who said he was a part time businessman and he might help my hotel or English movie business; some other messages were only caller ID phone numbers left from Hong Kong area which I had no idea about.

Many times between 2009 until now 2017, people have been caught red handed surveillancing me, some have threatened my life, and so have literally tried killing me (I have no enemies). I am not seeking attention for attention sake but really telling people that this is happening and needs to stop. Perhaps my father paid people to kill me or not( Paul McSweeny made a fortune off my father’s client referrals and would have surveilanced me for free. The surveillance may have been compartmentalized, such that groups sent to find me, others perhaps to bribe officials, and others to kill me were divided)

My father has close contacts within the cia , fbi, and mafias by his work experiences (I have no more knowledge than that). He bypassed my ‘not having a privacy waiver’ when he talked with the Consulate during my repatriation loan. The big question is who sent the man with e two corrupt policemen to 26 c Imus highway, then we will know who the killers are , their compatriots might ‘roll over’ on them, and we will pin point who hired them, my father or the state department. Everyone knows that one should never point a finger at the federal government and I agree, simply ask the state departs cooperation to figure out who sent those men to 26 c Imus highway during my repatriation loan a whole street witnessed them and I meeting at the vulcanizing shop there along the highway. Those men switched places with the hospital staff during my regular checkup in Baguio to kill me. I swear to god, they used some chemical on me.

My father has told people as if he were my doctor that I am I am insane, he says either that I am severely psychotic chemically induced or a schizophrenic who knows, but I am not at all, I never was, you can ask my friends or therapists. I do again say that I love my father and family, and have no other way to explain this situation.

Also I have several times been poisoned since between 2014 and 2017, one time a grey SUV even pulled up to tell my girlfriend about poison, she told me to take her out of the city in order to fell safe enough to tell me about it, (That report is also notarized.) I was poisoned with a chemical while walking in or standing in line at a government office for my exit visa, I swear to g-d, sometimes was a very powerful hallucinogen, and yet one time I went to the office without breakfast and so apparently it was injected into me through the air.

It may have been a ploy to set me up for jail or deportation which them would have led to incarceration in a jail or hospital, or even a fake suicide or fake lethal overdose. I will live.

Now I need more than ever help to stop these people and to uncover the likely financial motives which are the trust of Inheritances that if I die go to someone else. There is also the financial motive of revenge from my parents for I already spent their nard earned 1 million dollars running city to city from the people either Investigators or hired ones both( My father had the opportunity to come clean when I sat in his office with the retired detective Paul McSweeny but he lied and Paul said he owed my father his life, and obviously I could not stay in one place long if people were following me and threatening my life, so why would the two of them in his office lie anyways?)

My Mri Mra and echocardiogram clearly show good health. If one investigated the sacred heart hospital there atop Assumption hill in Bagiuo where the assassination took place witness including a receptionist, nurses aid, intern etc. saw me stumble out of the room having a heart attack, what are the chances of having a heart attack on a regular checkup and with healthy echocardiogram and Mra

?- Impossible, so please see the evidence and save my life fro these people, the trail is easy to follow.

Other witnesses include the Gecko bar owner, Jerry (arrested in Davao City), Jun a resident of Deca 3 Mactan, and a hundred others who are near the areas.

Right now, Benny’s girlfriend founded ‘Descendant of African People’ she can identify him and that I was invited there to Taiwan by invitation my mother relayed to me.

My father definitely has a big part in this assassination, he had told me to go to the hospital, he had been the only one or the state department who knew where I was also. He had the opportunities to help while I was in the time frame of the assassination because I called him yet he did not help, but he in fact told my mother not to send money to exit the country, and that same assassination team appeared at the 26 c Imus highway it was because of him that I was stuck there he stopped the necessary fees from the repatriation loan. Furthermore he sent a letter to Nathan Y Gross that I was chemically induced psychotic and then Nathan after calling him to get a copy of my trust account denied receiving that letter, instead said that I had dishonored my father. My father continued to tell that I am crazy I his opinion even though I told him many times not to, as he did the lady helping me with the repatriation loan. If someone could contact me through Ken Shulman in Boston.

I speak the truth .

Sincerely,

Larry Margulies

Larry Margulies Echocardiogram and a healthy heart’s diagnosis taken outside of Philippines just after leaving there:

Larry Margulies’ witness affidavit taken after escaping the covert team’s attack at the checkup:


Dear People Seeking Investigator to Stop My American Assassination Team

It is a tragic circumstance that I must defend myself from family and those men who came to 26C Imus highway during my repatristion loan and who follwed me to Baguio City Philppines to assassinate me. I keep always faith in G-d and ask everyone to pray. I keep well, and I am counting on you all.

  • ISBN: 9781370807673
  • Author: Larry Margulies
  • Published: 2017-02-15 05:05:11
  • Words: 3059
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