One of DM’s agents
Jeffery Woodcock
Owner of Comitatus Protection Services
(Comitatus definition: ‘an armed group of men attached to a leader’. ‘Lectric Law Library)
Private Investigator Dougherty & Dougherty Investigators, LLC
Private Investigator at Capital Research Bureau
On Thursday August 20 I attended to some work in St. Petersburg. That evening Amy Scobee and Mat Pesch and I had dinner downtown. After walking me to my hotel Mat and Amy drove back to Clearwater. Anyone who has been to downtown St Pete knows one needs a PHD in Traffic Science to get out of there. Mat drove around and around the maze of one way streets trying to get to the main street to Clearwater. Lo and behold, he noticed he was being followed by the same black cadillac with blacked out windows that surveilled he and Amy after their meeting with some reporters – incident recounted earlier on this blog.
Mat was able to record the plates this time – Florida B39-7TM. Mat did some investigating. Turns out the vehicle is registered to a Jeffrey Woodcock, owner of Comitatus Protection Services LLC.
Mat was able to obtain a photo of Woodcock and provided it to me and a very credible witness who drove me to the Tampa airport the following afternoon. My witness pulled his vehicle up to the lone open curb space, which happened to be about forty yards short of the airline entrance I was headed to. As we pulled to the curb and I looked to my right, I saw Mr. Woodcock five feet from me straining to look at the airline entrance I was booked to enter. When he turned to look into our car that pulled beside him, he found himself looking straight at me. Woodcock retreated too quickly to be orderly. He found a spot about thirty feet away, inside the terminal, where I saw him eyeing me and chatting nervously into a blue tooth, while he fumbled around with two boarding passes.
I phoned Mat for some particulars in anticipation of Mr. Woodcock accompanying me to Texas as Vinnie “the Weasel” Parco had done during my last east coast trip. I needed the info in order to call the D/A back home to arrange a welcoming party, knowing they don’t cotton to out of state PI’s doing business in Texas. I noticed Woodcock becoming progressively more nervous and finally he bolted.
The delay in reporting this was to give Mat a week to conduct an investigation of his own. He has uncovered an elaborate ring of “professionals” operating in Pinellas county at the behest of Miscavology. More particulars will follow soon.
Miscavige’s foot missiles are becoming legion. It is one thing to mess with a schlepper like me. It is quite another to fool with a man like Mat Pesch. He’s been a close friend of mine since 1978. He’s the real deal. He scares the hell out of me, and I’m fearless.
Moving On Up a Little Higher 