From 1999 to 2000, when I was 20, I accompanied my father on several business trips to Europe. He was someone I believed to be a legitimate businessman, and he often brought one of his sons along. During these trips, he asked me to translate documents and draft correspondence in German, which I speak fluently.
What I didn't know was that my father was using those documents to perpetuate a multimillion-dollar fraud.
I began to develop suspicions when his colleagues started being questioned by authorities, but I continued to assist him out of fear. Disloyalty to my father carried harsh consequences. I didn't fully understand the scope of what he'd done until 2003, when I was indicted and handed boxes of discovery to read.
I wasn't the target. My father was. But the government tried to use me as leverage. They told him they'd indict me unless he agreed to a plea deal. He turned them down and told me I was on my own.
At 25, I was charged with mail fraud, wire fraud, and conspiracy to money launder. I was terrified. Everything I'd built was at risk.
In 2005, I pled guilty. It's a decision I regret. I continued to assist my father not because I intended to commit a crime, but because I was under duress. Disloyalty carried consequences I wasn't prepared to face at that age. After the trial, I had the chance to speak with jurors. Every one of them said they would not have convicted me. But I was 26, terrified, and facing the full weight of the federal government alone. I took the deal. I was sentenced to five years of probation and eventually disbarred, despite the disciplinary counsel recommending the lowest possible sanction.