martedì 8 settembre 2009
lunedì 7 settembre 2009
Unacceptable Matter
I’ll be probably home soon … need some time off…
luca
From: Luca Frati
Sent: Friday, September 04, 2009 7:33 PM
To: Andrew Saunders; Ray Riddle; Brian Jones
Cc: Jamie Cashman; 'Kim Marie Shaughnessy-4BARGES'; Yertay Karen; David Greenwald; Valeriy Chibisov; 'Simon Shaw'; Simon Shaw
Subject: Unacceptable Matter, EPISODE 2
Gents,
Yesterday 3rd September:
I was supposed to meet with Andrey in our office, to take back CC belongings (blue books, phones, ect), at 4pm.
While I was walking out of hotel, Immigration Police, waiting in the lobby, stopped me and asked my passport.
It was upstairs, in my room, so they came with me to my room, searched it, took few contracts of our Crew, Invoices for their movement with travel agency, invoice of the rent of the office. And my passport of course.
I called Valery to come in and help.
His passport was under registration process, in Immigration Police, so he was without documents, and Police took us away together.
In the same time Andrey called me.”Where are you Luca, is everything fine””No Andrey, I’m trouble with Immigration””OH, OK…let me know when you are ok”.
I went to Immigration Police, and they start with interrogatory. Who are you. What are you doing here. Whom do you work for. Who provided you with Visa. Who made your registration. What is your position. Who is your boss. Who is Cashman. What is Cashman and on and on and on and on again…(mostly in Russian language)
I was really in bad condition, I wanted to go to toilet, and they refused since I did put things on writing.
Everybody was Kazak-Russian speaking.
Valery was taken away in the beginning, to clarify his position.
The only guy I could find at that moment was a drunk Kazakh translator. A “friend”.
It was a very shitty situation, being in Immigration interrogatory with a drunk translator.
Eventually I managed to get hold of Elena, our travel agent, and she came to help me out.
I managed to call some Italian friend and their Kazakh assistants, 3-4 hours later I managed to have a couple of decent guys on my side.
The landlord of our new apartment was with me, but she doesn’t speak English. She gave me “moral” support
At some stage of the Interrogatory the police officer came with the Magical question: “Do you know Andrey Valetov?”
Then I understood everything started from him, and his previous email about the “ Unacceptable Matter”.
He wrote the piece of paper in attachment.(a snatched a photo with my telephone in a glimpse of distraction from the agents)
Apparently he submitted this to Akimat Bureau (like Mayor Bureau), by his mother, which is working there. And this can be potentially a big issue, and lead to a big investigation. Now, or in future. But I can’t assure this. My intelligence is not enough to understand.
At 8-9 pm I walked out.
Today 4th September
This morning I had to come back to Immigration Police dpt. For more questions. Basically the same frustrating ones, but Andrey came earlier in the morning saying more bullshit about me.
SO they wanted me again to put in writing how do I know Andrey, what did he do for the company, who is the boss, who Kazinvestmarine, where are they?, who Issued my Visa and on and on and on again…
At this stage I had to name Ray Riddle as Projects Director of CE and CCLLP. The one and only to give orders on the ground, to sign for anything in Cashman. He’s name was also on the second page of Andrey’s statement(basically a print out of some documents or email Andrey has on his laptop. I couldn’t get there)
They asked me what was Andrey doing in Atyrau. I put in writing that I put him forward to Cashman for a potential employment agreement, and he was asked to go there to facilitates our trainings.
He went to Astrakhan to meet with Ray Riddle.
Subsequently I put in writing that he wrote himself a contract of employment, send it to US, and obviously it was refused.
I also wrote that I never supervised him directly, but Ray and Op. Manager was keeping touch with him.
Later Andrey was called in for a face to face. Started to shout with my assistant/friend.
I told him very clearly that I never promised him anything ect ect. But nothing really changed in the actual situation.
We met after interrogatory in the yard of the Immigration Police.
He told me again that I promised him good job, big money, big positions, but after I let him down. I used him.
I tried to explain that I cannot technically give any contract to anybody, because I am a “nobody”. Cashman, in the person of Ray refused finally his proposal.
Anyway…after more useless discussion, I understood that he’s not very clear about the relation between CE and CCLLP. About KazInvestMarine and its previous plan to run Cashman Operation(I think he still believes we are with KazInvest, and the tax exercise we did in the beginning me and David, and the 700$/day matter for the salaries are still standing)
He’s not very clear on who I am here for Cashman.
He claims/ed I’m working for Cashman, but without specifying which of the two.
All the allegations can probably be an advantage for me/us.
Finally he said he wants me out of Kazakhstan, and later he will proceed on Cashman. This is only the first step.
Nothing personal, but I’m breaking the law, I’m working here, he will prove it, and he was used like a doll.
TODAY 4TH SEPTEMBER AFTEROON
I went back to immigration around 4 oclock.
One of my Kazakh friends was with me again.
After some more discussion and further negotiation with the Chief Police Officer, I was given two options:
1. Carry on with the issue(Andrey was asked to let go, but no way), open a court case, and unleash hell. There will be checking from every authority in Kazakhstan, on Cashman, KazInvest, on me, on everybody…and basically I will end up spending my Kazakh time in nice interrogatory, if not under custody.
2. Shorten my Visa. Stay here 2/3 weeks more(I will know on Monday). Exit the country, re issue my Business Visa on Cashman Caspian name, come back, and do the work permit straight away.(and many of you Gents know how much I was pushing for correcting my f. KazInvest Marine Busienss Visa, but nobody listened to me) AND PAY 1500$ TO THE GENTLEMAN (Chief Police)
On Monday I will get back the passport with the option number 2
I don’t know exactly what Andrey is up to.
But we’d better be very well prepared, high guard, and shiny clean with our documents, permit to work for the crew, certification for the barges in Kazakhstan(port authority, sanitary dpt., fire dept ect) and I’m afraid we are not. And Cpt. Valery can comment more on this, from Kazakh legislation. I introduced him to some key figure here, but there’s a lot to do.
Even though I can probably be alright on Monday, we better have our shoulder covered by a lawyer. They assured me that from Immigration Police I can be fine…but you’ll never know.
I’m not clear on the Akimat Bureau dpt.
I hope I was clear in my report.
If not, please call me.
+7777 911 92 44
luca
PS. WARM THANKS TO:
Serik, Kaz guy working for our Custom Agent
Elena, our Travel Agent
Valente, Italian Mafia working here in the restaurant below Cashman office
Muslima, the owner of our Apartment
Ussen, the drunk translator.
( I owe them at least a good dinner)
luca
From: Luca Frati
Sent: Friday, September 04, 2009 7:33 PM
To: Andrew Saunders; Ray Riddle; Brian Jones
Cc: Jamie Cashman; 'Kim Marie Shaughnessy-4BARGES'; Yertay Karen; David Greenwald; Valeriy Chibisov; 'Simon Shaw'; Simon Shaw
Subject: Unacceptable Matter, EPISODE 2
Gents,
Yesterday 3rd September:
I was supposed to meet with Andrey in our office, to take back CC belongings (blue books, phones, ect), at 4pm.
While I was walking out of hotel, Immigration Police, waiting in the lobby, stopped me and asked my passport.
It was upstairs, in my room, so they came with me to my room, searched it, took few contracts of our Crew, Invoices for their movement with travel agency, invoice of the rent of the office. And my passport of course.
I called Valery to come in and help.
His passport was under registration process, in Immigration Police, so he was without documents, and Police took us away together.
In the same time Andrey called me.”Where are you Luca, is everything fine””No Andrey, I’m trouble with Immigration””OH, OK…let me know when you are ok”.
I went to Immigration Police, and they start with interrogatory. Who are you. What are you doing here. Whom do you work for. Who provided you with Visa. Who made your registration. What is your position. Who is your boss. Who is Cashman. What is Cashman and on and on and on and on again…(mostly in Russian language)
I was really in bad condition, I wanted to go to toilet, and they refused since I did put things on writing.
Everybody was Kazak-Russian speaking.
Valery was taken away in the beginning, to clarify his position.
The only guy I could find at that moment was a drunk Kazakh translator. A “friend”.
It was a very shitty situation, being in Immigration interrogatory with a drunk translator.
Eventually I managed to get hold of Elena, our travel agent, and she came to help me out.
I managed to call some Italian friend and their Kazakh assistants, 3-4 hours later I managed to have a couple of decent guys on my side.
The landlord of our new apartment was with me, but she doesn’t speak English. She gave me “moral” support
At some stage of the Interrogatory the police officer came with the Magical question: “Do you know Andrey Valetov?”
Then I understood everything started from him, and his previous email about the “ Unacceptable Matter”.
He wrote the piece of paper in attachment.(a snatched a photo with my telephone in a glimpse of distraction from the agents)
Apparently he submitted this to Akimat Bureau (like Mayor Bureau), by his mother, which is working there. And this can be potentially a big issue, and lead to a big investigation. Now, or in future. But I can’t assure this. My intelligence is not enough to understand.
At 8-9 pm I walked out.
Today 4th September
This morning I had to come back to Immigration Police dpt. For more questions. Basically the same frustrating ones, but Andrey came earlier in the morning saying more bullshit about me.
SO they wanted me again to put in writing how do I know Andrey, what did he do for the company, who is the boss, who Kazinvestmarine, where are they?, who Issued my Visa and on and on and on again…
At this stage I had to name Ray Riddle as Projects Director of CE and CCLLP. The one and only to give orders on the ground, to sign for anything in Cashman. He’s name was also on the second page of Andrey’s statement(basically a print out of some documents or email Andrey has on his laptop. I couldn’t get there)
They asked me what was Andrey doing in Atyrau. I put in writing that I put him forward to Cashman for a potential employment agreement, and he was asked to go there to facilitates our trainings.
He went to Astrakhan to meet with Ray Riddle.
Subsequently I put in writing that he wrote himself a contract of employment, send it to US, and obviously it was refused.
I also wrote that I never supervised him directly, but Ray and Op. Manager was keeping touch with him.
Later Andrey was called in for a face to face. Started to shout with my assistant/friend.
I told him very clearly that I never promised him anything ect ect. But nothing really changed in the actual situation.
We met after interrogatory in the yard of the Immigration Police.
He told me again that I promised him good job, big money, big positions, but after I let him down. I used him.
I tried to explain that I cannot technically give any contract to anybody, because I am a “nobody”. Cashman, in the person of Ray refused finally his proposal.
Anyway…after more useless discussion, I understood that he’s not very clear about the relation between CE and CCLLP. About KazInvestMarine and its previous plan to run Cashman Operation(I think he still believes we are with KazInvest, and the tax exercise we did in the beginning me and David, and the 700$/day matter for the salaries are still standing)
He’s not very clear on who I am here for Cashman.
He claims/ed I’m working for Cashman, but without specifying which of the two.
All the allegations can probably be an advantage for me/us.
Finally he said he wants me out of Kazakhstan, and later he will proceed on Cashman. This is only the first step.
Nothing personal, but I’m breaking the law, I’m working here, he will prove it, and he was used like a doll.
TODAY 4TH SEPTEMBER AFTEROON
I went back to immigration around 4 oclock.
One of my Kazakh friends was with me again.
After some more discussion and further negotiation with the Chief Police Officer, I was given two options:
1. Carry on with the issue(Andrey was asked to let go, but no way), open a court case, and unleash hell. There will be checking from every authority in Kazakhstan, on Cashman, KazInvest, on me, on everybody…and basically I will end up spending my Kazakh time in nice interrogatory, if not under custody.
2. Shorten my Visa. Stay here 2/3 weeks more(I will know on Monday). Exit the country, re issue my Business Visa on Cashman Caspian name, come back, and do the work permit straight away.(and many of you Gents know how much I was pushing for correcting my f. KazInvest Marine Busienss Visa, but nobody listened to me) AND PAY 1500$ TO THE GENTLEMAN (Chief Police)
On Monday I will get back the passport with the option number 2
I don’t know exactly what Andrey is up to.
But we’d better be very well prepared, high guard, and shiny clean with our documents, permit to work for the crew, certification for the barges in Kazakhstan(port authority, sanitary dpt., fire dept ect) and I’m afraid we are not. And Cpt. Valery can comment more on this, from Kazakh legislation. I introduced him to some key figure here, but there’s a lot to do.
Even though I can probably be alright on Monday, we better have our shoulder covered by a lawyer. They assured me that from Immigration Police I can be fine…but you’ll never know.
I’m not clear on the Akimat Bureau dpt.
I hope I was clear in my report.
If not, please call me.
+7777 911 92 44
luca
PS. WARM THANKS TO:
Serik, Kaz guy working for our Custom Agent
Elena, our Travel Agent
Valente, Italian Mafia working here in the restaurant below Cashman office
Muslima, the owner of our Apartment
Ussen, the drunk translator.
( I owe them at least a good dinner)
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