Bare-Faced Messiah (PDF) - Apologetics Index

[Hubbard Communications Office] with him. People watched the perimeters on guard. There were
two watchmen at night.
I arranged meetings with Mary Sue, basically for their birthdays and the children's birthdays and
Labor Day. The meetings were at his house at Gilman. Mary Sue would arrive at the hotel at
Riverside. I would pick her up and take her by a roundabout route to the summer HQ. They would
have supper there. On Arthur's birthday they had bought him a little Toyota motor home. The gifts
were extravagant to an extreme. On Suzette's birthday at La Quinta she had a Firebird [car]. I don't
think Mary Sue ever came back to La Quinta.
Hemet was super highly confidential. They always met at Gilman, which was SHQ for us.
LEAVING LA QUINTA. When Kemp's franchise had their war with the GO and their people were
sneaking around taking photographs. They were trying to photograph LRH. That meant all the
enemies knew where we were. Michael and I and LRH split. We had a big white truck with a bed in
the back. Michael was driving, LRH was in the back with me in the front. Over the mountains, up
hairpins, very fast. He's in the back saying, "We've got to go faster, got to get out of here! I'm going to
be sick!"
He had seen people snooping round while he was out for a walk with a messenger and came
back and said, "We're getting out now." It was about 9 in the evening when he left. We slept in a
motel in the mountains that night. The next day we went down to Hemet lake and found a really
seedy motel down there on the lake. We stayed there for a month. In the meantime I was scouring
for a place where we could go in Hemet. I found a brand new building off Florida Street. I rented 5
apartments to start with. We finally ended up with 7 or 8. He couldn't keep his space small, he
wanted gear and people brought in. His photography gear was in 40 boxes. Tape gear's 16 boxes.
He had his own apartment at the top of the stairs, the external comm was next door. I furnished
them and got in his gear from Gilman. He seemed quite happy there for a while. We had lot of
heavy duty secrecy. Michael was his finance officer and comm officer. He gave Michael a million
dollars and told him to make money. Michael turned it into $3m with gold, silver, diamonds, oil and
foreign exchange, and stock.
He was given a $1,000 bonus. When we left Michael had under his charge about $500,000 worth of
diamonds, gold and silver coins in our name at the bank. It may have been $700,000 - there were
five bags of gold coins. One night I had a steak thrown at me and he had been hauled over the
coals because a stock had gone down. We sat on bed and said, "What are we doing here?" Four
months later we left.
We needed to get it back into his hands before we got out. We got two big safes to put it in, got the
diamonds and stuff out and put them in safes. I was so pleased when we got it back.
At Hemet he used to dress funny and go out funny. We'd draw sideburns - long and brown - on him
and his hair was long. He'd wear funny cowboy hats. He'd always have 2-3 little girls with him. He
didn't look like the locals, but he figured that's how the locals looked. But he never looked ordinary -
he had an aura about him, a beingness. A big powerful man. From far away you wouldn't see the
painted sideburns. He'd wear a cowboy hat and a cowboy shirt. If I could, I'd have dressed him as a
nonentity, but he always wanted to wear his hat at an angle, kind of jaunty. He wanted to display a
bit of panache. He was very vain - he was fun that way. We drew eyebrows and coloured them. The
whole idea was to take away the golden red. I would do it before he went out. It was his idea to have
sideburns. He didn't go into shops but would just walk down the main street. One messenger