He was a meth kingpin, arrested in 2008, the year that Breaking Bad debuted.
There was usually a scramble to check him in; he paid in cash and always tipped the front desk clerk if he could get in his room early. They always obliged.
Maybe the most cordial of the regular guests, he was always smiling, chatted about his 4 children at home in an adjacent city. Said he came into town on business.
His lady friend met him at the side entrance, having parked on the opposite side of the hotel. They sometimes ordered lunch delivered. They were gone by the end of my shift.
He was found to be operating a $9 million meth operation from his 13 acre estate, manufacturing the product in liquid form which was stored in underground PVC pipes. It was “cooked” in his kitchen and basement, crystallized as needed and distributed throughout southeastern Pennsylvania., sometimes with the aid of a motorcycle gang.
It had been going on for 20 years.
Tom Corbett, now governor of PA, started the investigation known as “Operation Underground” which led to the arrests.
At his family home, they discovered cash, weapons of all sorts, chemicals, drug paraphernalia and a “how to” cookbook . His mother denied that she saw anything unusual as she often would babysit his children.
He was 42 years old. It seems this was his only career. He was no chemistry teacher, he was not dying of cancer.
He was no Walter White.
Life imitates art, which imitates life.
You really can’t make this stuff up.