This came to me in email. Keith henson
At approximately 4 a.m., Sunday, August 22, 1999, Robert Cipriano returned to his former temporary residence with friends in Marina Del Rey, a suburb of Los Angeles, California. Apparently, Moxon has been "camped out" in their living room for days.
A short time later, Cipriano walked outside and somehow ended up with Moxon's private investigator, Edwin Richardson, who drove him to an airport hotel.
At approximately 9:30 a.m. Cipriano telephoned Graham. Cipriano told Berry that Moxon had told him by telephone that a group of them (from OSA) were on their way to pick him up and take him to an "old" attorney somewhere on Wilshire Boulevard in Los Angeles. This "old" attorney would "make everything all right" and Scientology would give him another car, another apartment and "his life back."
Cipriano asked Graham to visit him at the hotel before he went with Moxon to visit the "old" attorney. Graham had a friend keep Cipriano on the telephone as he raced to the hotel near the airport. While Graham was in transit his friend could hear over the phone Edwin Richardson continuously banging on Cipriano's door.
When Graham arrived he saw a grinning Richardson leaving. Graham said to him, "Moxon's tits are really in the wringer now!"
At Cipriano's request he is now in a "safe house".