After Jdili El Mahjoub indicated that he had nothing to fear from the police, the Public Prosecution Service and the judges, there was nothing left but to file a report.
Since the company lawyer (i.e., Zitouni Abdnabi who pleaded with me to take accept him returning the company files expecting I would fall for that so he would be free to represent Jdili El Mahjoub) and a lawyer representing my late father (i.e. Rahal Hatim, who when I asked him for the file that could prove his wrongdoing came up with the lame excuse that the lights in his archive weren’t working) turned out to be impostors and fraudsters (against whom I filed a complaint with the Bar Association, which by the way is a joke), I looked for a ‘reliable’ lawyer to draw up the complaint.
For the record, reliable and knowledgeable lawyers are as rare as white ravens in Morocco.
I personally delivered the complaint (consisting of a written complaint of 4 pages and 64 pages of evidence) at the appropriate police station to Mr Chaoula, who took the documents, looked through them and ’this ‘SOB’ is going to jail’.
It later turned out that this person took money from Jdili El Mahjoub to put the complaint away in a drawer.
Long story short, as time went on the number of people willing to commit illegal acts for bribes increased rapidly. During a visit to the court, it even turned out that the file was labeled as ‘secret’. Upon inquiry it turned out that this only happened when the complaint concerned an official.
In addition, Jdili El Mahjoub felt that I was getting in his way and was a danger and it turned out that he had given the police 50,000.00 MAD (i.e., approximately € 5,000.00) with the promise of the same amount if I were tried and put in prison. would end up in prison.
Since I came from the Netherlands, the choice was made for what the Netherlands is known for, hashish. Two detectives were instructed to run into me in the crowd and put it in my pocket, after which I would be ‘searched’ by others and case closed!
