I met Jamal probably about ten or twelve years ago or so at the home of “C” and “Z”. I spent just a few minutes with him. He’s a big man and sat in “Z” ‘s chair which was duly noted. I was left with some questions about him, maybe checking me out. Maybe angry about something. Looks like he usually keeps his cool, looks like someone you’d trust with ordnance of types.
Uber driver Paul also looks more important than he lets on