BOFF
Okay,
so you're probably wondering who the hell Frank Boff is. Well here is the
skinny:
Are you tired of the same old central-casting private investigators in mysteries? The ones who take on cases for noble causes. And do it for free. Here's a news flash: no such animal exists. In real life, private investigators are all in it for the money. Period. So if you're looking for a real P.I., then boy, do I have one for you.
Frank Boff is a P.I. and ex-DEA agent who specializes in defending indicted felons and sure as hell isn't picky where the money comes from. Life in the underworld he works in is good. Money is pouring in. Defense lawyers stand in line for his services. As long as the cash register dings, Boff couldn't care less that he is despised by law enforcement for his off-the-charts acquittal rate. Cops and prosecutors call him Darth Vader. But Boff sees himself more as a dashing Luke Skywalker who has gone over to the Dark Side and he is just dandy with that.
Are you tired of the same old central-casting private investigators in mysteries? The ones who take on cases for noble causes. And do it for free. Here's a news flash: no such animal exists. In real life, private investigators are all in it for the money. Period. So if you're looking for a real P.I., then boy, do I have one for you.
Frank Boff is a P.I. and ex-DEA agent who specializes in defending indicted felons and sure as hell isn't picky where the money comes from. Life in the underworld he works in is good. Money is pouring in. Defense lawyers stand in line for his services. As long as the cash register dings, Boff couldn't care less that he is despised by law enforcement for his off-the-charts acquittal rate. Cops and prosecutors call him Darth Vader. But Boff sees himself more as a dashing Luke Skywalker who has gone over to the Dark Side and he is just dandy with that.
FRANK BOFF BIO
Born: February 28th
Measurements: 6'5", 245 pounds, muscle turned to flab
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Steel blue, intense.
Favorite food: Junk food.
Favorite wine: Almaden Chablis in a box.
Favorite hobby: None.
Favorite form of justice: Frontier style. Find 'em, kill 'em.
Least favorite people: Lawyers, doctors, FBI agents, priests.
What cops call him: Darth Vader
Newest career specialty: Finding killers in cold cases.
EARLY CAREER
Boff graduated from Kean College in Jersey with a major in basketball and a minor in goofing off.
For a reason he never quite understood, he was recruited at college by the DEA. When he joined, he eventually became a legendary agent, a patriotic guy committed to ridding the world of bad guys.
Ten years later that had all changed.
"How come you left the DEA?" Cullen asked.
"I had worked for a year on a case in which this fine, upstanding heart surgeon in Houston was moonlighting as an importer of large quantities of high-grade cocaine, which he dealt to doctor friends and important politicos. My team was all set to bust him, when suddenly our supervisor ordered us to back off. Why? The good doctor was close friends with the governor of Texas. The governor made some phone calls. The end result was a year of my work down the drain."
"And that's why you lost your respect for law enforcement?"
"Yes. It wasn"t the first time that happened to me. A police officer or federal agent doesn't just battle bad guys. He or she is up against department bureaucrats with their own agendas, powerful politicians, and people rich enough to override the rules. The whole system is corrupt. After Texas, let's just say I started seeing things differently."
When Boff quit the agency, he stunned more than a few people when he crossed the "street" becoming a high-profile private investigator specializing in keeping indicted felons out of jail. That often includes drug dealers, the same dirtbags he had worked his butt off to put behind bars in the agency.
That made no sense to Cullen. But then little about Boff made sense. Cullen couldn't understand how a guy could call mobsters, drug dealers, snitches, and other riff-raff friends, and then go home to his wife and two kids in the suburbs, barbecue on the deck, drink Almaden Chablis from a friggin' box, and watched sitcoms all night.
PRESENT DAY
Ten years later, Boff is now considered one of the best, if not the best private investigator in the country. He never told anybody but his wife why he switched sides, but one day his son asked and he finally opened up:
"I was bitter and angry at the agency. So instead of working for a prosecutor or a D.A. - as as I really wanted to;I became a private investigator and took as many drug cases as I could. I guess I thought I was spiting the DEA, which as the years went by, I realized was pretty stupid. But by then I had a very good practice and was just too damn stubborn to admit I'd been wrong."
Born: February 28th
Measurements: 6'5", 245 pounds, muscle turned to flab
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Steel blue, intense.
Favorite food: Junk food.
Favorite wine: Almaden Chablis in a box.
Favorite hobby: None.
Favorite form of justice: Frontier style. Find 'em, kill 'em.
Least favorite people: Lawyers, doctors, FBI agents, priests.
What cops call him: Darth Vader
Newest career specialty: Finding killers in cold cases.
EARLY CAREER
Boff graduated from Kean College in Jersey with a major in basketball and a minor in goofing off.
For a reason he never quite understood, he was recruited at college by the DEA. When he joined, he eventually became a legendary agent, a patriotic guy committed to ridding the world of bad guys.
Ten years later that had all changed.
"How come you left the DEA?" Cullen asked.
"I had worked for a year on a case in which this fine, upstanding heart surgeon in Houston was moonlighting as an importer of large quantities of high-grade cocaine, which he dealt to doctor friends and important politicos. My team was all set to bust him, when suddenly our supervisor ordered us to back off. Why? The good doctor was close friends with the governor of Texas. The governor made some phone calls. The end result was a year of my work down the drain."
"And that's why you lost your respect for law enforcement?"
"Yes. It wasn"t the first time that happened to me. A police officer or federal agent doesn't just battle bad guys. He or she is up against department bureaucrats with their own agendas, powerful politicians, and people rich enough to override the rules. The whole system is corrupt. After Texas, let's just say I started seeing things differently."
When Boff quit the agency, he stunned more than a few people when he crossed the "street" becoming a high-profile private investigator specializing in keeping indicted felons out of jail. That often includes drug dealers, the same dirtbags he had worked his butt off to put behind bars in the agency.
That made no sense to Cullen. But then little about Boff made sense. Cullen couldn't understand how a guy could call mobsters, drug dealers, snitches, and other riff-raff friends, and then go home to his wife and two kids in the suburbs, barbecue on the deck, drink Almaden Chablis from a friggin' box, and watched sitcoms all night.
PRESENT DAY
Ten years later, Boff is now considered one of the best, if not the best private investigator in the country. He never told anybody but his wife why he switched sides, but one day his son asked and he finally opened up:
"I was bitter and angry at the agency. So instead of working for a prosecutor or a D.A. - as as I really wanted to;I became a private investigator and took as many drug cases as I could. I guess I thought I was spiting the DEA, which as the years went by, I realized was pretty stupid. But by then I had a very good practice and was just too damn stubborn to admit I'd been wrong."
