Last week I completed eleven days of jury duty. I had delayed my service over and over. This time, if I didn’t show up, I would receive a bench warrant. I showed up.
My fellow jurors and I are prohibited from making money by sharing the story of our experience for the first ninety days after the trial. I will remain on the right side of the law and earn no money in the telling of this story.
Phoebe and Peter Chao are a married couple who are in the real estate and finance business in the Southern California town of Arcadia. In 2009, they manufactured a fake loan program, primarily targeting Chinese women who were not fluent in English. These women were lured in by the promise of fast money courtesy of an Obama Economic Stimulus Program.
Victims were told that they could qualify for these loans simply by having high credit scores. The Chaos promised to repair victim’s low credit and then broker their loans. Then they began the process of asking the victims for more and more money, with the explanation that the victims had a problem with their banks that needed to be fixed, or more loan application fees were required. The Chaos explained that if they weren’t given more money immediately, the loan would be dropped.
The victims paid. They wrote checks, they deposited money into accounts held by the Chaos, and they handed over cash by the thousands. Once a victim ran out of money, the chaos became elusive. They could not be reached by phone or said they were out of the country or would state that the loan had been cancelled.
The Chaos were facing criminal charges of eleven counts of theft by false pretenses. Additionally, Phoebe was facing a perjury charge for making false claims to the DMV. She had used two drivers licenses to create two identities for herself. One using her Chinese maiden name, the other with her married last name and the first and middle names she had chosen for herself: Phoebe Chanel Chao.
Phoebe claims to be involved in fashion. She reminded the court a number of times that she wasn’t really in the loan business, she was in the fashion business. She dressed for court like she was walking down a runway: boots, sequins and always, one of her signature chokers.
After the prosecution presented the court with pages of evidence, fake loan documents, false e-mails, and meaningless applications, they presented witnesses who could prove the validity of the evidence.
The first victim took the stand, dissolving in tears when relating that she had given the Chaos $40,000. for a loan that never materialized. A newly divorced mother of three, she had handed all of her savings over to the scam.
Another victim was a long-time friend of Phoebe’s. She had applied for a loan and even referred other friends to the loan program. She and all of her referrals were duped as well. Friendship meant nothing to the Chaos.
One victim shook her finger at Phoebe and Peter and repeated, “Bad people. You are very bad people.”
There was a victim who, after applying for her loan, returned to China to be at the bedside of her cancer stricken husband. Phoebe Chao called and informed her that she needed to come into the office immediately to give more money and sign another document or her loan, and the subsequent thousands she had already spent, would be lost. This woman, left her sick husband behind and made a special trip, flying from China to Los Angeles for the sole purpose of giving the Chaos more money and signing a meaningless piece of paper.
A victim who spoke no English, testified through a Cantonese interpreter. She followed up her testimony by pointing at Phoebe in the courtroom and hissing, “God is watching you.”
When it came time for the Chaos to testify they were caught in lie after lie. Even in the face of irrefutable evidence they would still not acknowledge the facts. They blamed the scam on “Guillermo,” a colleague in their office. They alleged that Guillermo had masterminded the whole scam and they took no responsibility. They held close to what the prosecution described as the “Guillermo Defense.” They spoke in circles, imagining that they could charm the jury into believing their story. Each time another lie was told, the prosecutor’s face turned bright red. He was losing patience.
On the final day of closing arguments, Peter Chao turned his chair away from the court proceedings and facing the wall, proceeded to cry. The trial was over.
On the eleventh day, the jury deliberated.
I was incredibly fortunate to be on a jury with friendly, interesting, smart people representing many different ages and backgrounds. We were a tight group. We ate lunches together and enjoyed each other’s company. On more than one occasion, Girl Scout cookies were passed around the jury box during an attorney sidebar. Yet, we all took our jobs very seriously. We understood the gravity of the situation and that there were people’s lives hanging in the balance.
Once in the jury room, we examined the evidence, talked through each individual count, and ate doughnuts and oranges. I was honored to be the jury foreperson. Our deliberations took a little more than two hours. The Chaos were multi-millionaires, they weren’t desperate for money. They set out to cheat these vulnerable women. They defrauded them simply because they could. We found the Chaos guilty on all counts.
After we were released from service, our group had an opportunity to speak with the Deputy District Attorney in charge of the case. He told us that the victims understood that they might not see their money again, but went to trial to get justice. He let us know that the Chaos had been offered a plea deal and going against the advice of their counsel, they did not accept it. Con artists to the end, they believed they could outwit the court as they had done their victims. Sentencing will take place later this week. The Chaos are likely facing multiple years in prison. They have children. The whole situation is sad, unfortunate, and messy.
It was a fascinating few weeks. I came away with a new appreciation for our legal system. Jury duty is completely inconvenient. Trials can get tedious. There is a lot of waiting around in empty hallways. Yet, the next time I receive a jury notice in the mail, I won’t try to get out of it.
Thank you so much!
ReplyDeleteAs a lawyer who believes in our system overall despite its numerous flaws, I'm thrilled to learn of your time in the jury box.
Thank you. It really was fascinating. xoxo
DeleteI was never called for jury duty because (I think) 1) my brother is a local attorney and 2) I worked for a plaintiff's law firm. About three months after I retired I got the notice! I was so excited that I'd finally be able to serve on a jury....at 3 a.m. on the morning I was to arrive I woke up with vomiting, diarrhea, and a 101.4 fever. I had to call the courthouse to let them know, and the nice lady said they'd call me next time. That was five years ago, and I haven't heard back.
ReplyDeleteOh no! Jury Duty Stomach Flu! xoxo
DeleteI find it hard to believe I've never been called to jury duty in this county because there just is not a big population here.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fascinating story you told and I am glad that justice was served. I hope that some of those people can get something back. People who prey on the poor are the worst of the worst.
Thanks, Mary. I agree. xo
DeleteOf course you were chosen as forewoman. I am overwhelmed by this story--with sadness, mostly, and incredulity. oxoxo
ReplyDeleteIt's a story of entitlement, arrogance, and lack of conscience - a perfect recipe for evil. xoxo
DeleteGreat job! Your case was most definitely more interesting than one that I had had of a drug user caught under the influence. My heart goes out to those poor families. I hope they can get some of their money back!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Agnes. Me too. xoxo
DeleteI'm so glad you nailed those crooks! And I would vote for you for foreperson anytime. :)
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Thanks, Anna! xoxo
DeleteI've been called for jury duty twice. The first time, I turned up every day for a week, but we were never called because the defendants kept pleading guilty at the last minute. The judge called us in once just so we could take a look at the courtroom! The second time was just before we moved house, so I applied to have it transferred to near our new home, but apparently there is no court near our new home. I live so far from the nearest crown court (as distinct from a magistrate's court, which doesn't have a jury) that I won't be called to jury duty for as long as I live here. I'm rather disappointed by this.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing this story, it sounds fascinating, if rather traumatic.
Thanks, Rachel. xo
ReplyDeleteWow, what an experience! I imagine there are other cases like this out there... I have been called several times but have always used "kids at home" to get it out of it. That may not continue to be valid anymore, very soon.
ReplyDeleteYeah - I've always used the I've got a kid thing but they wouldn't accept it as an excuse this time unless he was under 4 yrs old. Worked out for the best. xo
DeleteI seem to be called for jury duty every time I turn around.
ReplyDeleteI was called last September and again in January.
I have been empaneled twice, serving as forewhatsis once.
The second time the perp copped a plea after we were empaneled.
I kinda wish I had kept count of how many times I have traipsed up to the courthouse to wait through voir dire and how many times I have called to find out if my group had been called.
I honestly feel picked on.
If I was any attorney I don't think I would want me on a jury.
I'm glad those folk got what was coming and hope their victims feel some satisfaction.
It seems a shame that they can't be deported.
I am sorry they have family that will suffer because of their behavior.
Good for you for doing your civic duty.
Thanks, it's all a grand shame. xo
DeleteSo how many years did they get? are they going to jail?
ReplyDeleteSentencing won't happen for awhile. I'll keep everyone posted.
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