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  CONTENTS

  Epigraph

  Cast of Characters

  ONE Berryman

  TWO Tickling the Wire

  THREE “Have You Ever Taken a Bribe?”

  FOUR A Guy from Queens

  FIVE The Vote

  SIX Jack vs. Chuck

  SEVEN Port of Spain

  EIGHT A Made Man

  NINE RICO

  TEN Blazer’s Money

  ELEVEN The Flip

  TWELVE The Crown Jewel

  THIRTEEN Queen for a Day

  FOURTEEN The King Is Dead, Long Live the King

  FIFTEEN Faster, Higher, Stronger

  SIXTEEN My Way

  SEVENTEEN The Pact

  EIGHTEEN The Warner Brothers

  NINETEEN “A Sad and Sorry Tale”

  TWENTY “Leave Us Out of This”

  TWENTY-ONE I Am Not Your Friend

  TWENTY-TWO One Is Silver, the Other Gold

  TWENTY-THREE Trust and Betrayal

  TWENTY-FOUR “All of Us Go to Prison”

  TWENTY-FIVE Payback

  TWENTY-SIX Things Fall Apart

  TWENTY-SEVEN Takedown

  TWENTY-EIGHT “A Great Day for Football”

  TWENTY-NINE A Zealous Advocate

  THIRTY Plus ça Change . . .

  EPILOGUE The Trial

  Acknowledgments

  About the Author

  Notes

  Bibliography

  Index

  For my wife, Patricia, and for my children, Mateo & Sofia

  For among My people are found wicked men; They lie in wait as one who sets snares; They set a trap; They catch men. As a cage is full of birds, so their houses are full of deceit. Therefore they have become great and grown rich.

  They have grown fat, they are sleek; Yes, they surpass the deeds of the wicked; They do not plead the cause, The cause of the fatherless; Yet they prosper, And the right of the needy they do not defend.

  “Shall I not punish them for these things?” says the LORD. “Shall I not avenge Myself on such a nation as this?”

  —JEREMIAH 5:26–29

  CAST OF CHARACTERS

  Fédération Internationale de Football Association (FIFA), Zurich

  Jean-Marie Faustin Godefroid “João” Havelange, president (1974–1998)

  Joseph “Sepp” Blatter, president (1998–2015); general secretary (1981–1998)

  Jérôme Valcke, general secretary (2007–2015)

  Confederation of North, Central America and Caribbean Association Football (CONCACAF), New York & Miami

  Austin “Jack” Warner, president (1990–2011); FIFA vice president & ExCo (1983–2011)

  Charles Gordon “Chuck” Blazer, general secretary (1990–2011); FIFA ExCo (1997–2013)

  Jeffrey Webb, president (2012–2015); FIFA vice president & ExCo (2012–2015)

  Enrique Sanz, general secretary (2012–2015)

  Alfredo Hawit, president (2015); FIFA vice president & ExCo (2015)

  Confederación Sudamericana de Futbol (CONMEBOL), Asunción, Paraguay

  Nicolás Leoz, president (1986–2013); FIFA ExCo (1998–2013)

  Eugenio Figueredo, president (2013–2014), vice president (1993–2013); FIFA vice president and FIFA ExCo (2014–2015)

  Juan Ángel Napout, president (2014–15); FIFA vice president & ExCo (2015)

  Asian Football Confederation (AFC), Kuala Lumpur

  Mohamed bin Hammam, president (2002–2011); FIFA ExCo (1996–2011)

  National Soccer Associations

  Julio Humberto Grondona, president, Asociación del Fútbol Argentino (1979–2014); FIFA vice president & ExCo (1998–2014)

  Ricardo Terra Teixeira, president, Confederação Brasileira de Futebol (1989–2012); FIFA ExCo (1994–2012)

  José Maria Marin, president, Confederação Brasileira de Futebol (2012–2015)

  Marco Polo Del Nero, president, Confederação Brasileira de Futebol (2015–); FIFA ExCo (2012–2015)

  Sunil Gulati, president, United States Soccer Federation (2006–2018); FIFA ExCo (2013–)

  Eduardo Li, president, Federación Costarricense de Futbol (2007–2015); FIFA ExCo (2015)

  Vitaly Mutko, president, Russian Football Union (2005–2009; 2015–2017); FIFA ExCo (2009–2017)

  Rafael Esquivel, president, Federación Venezolana de Futbol (1988–2015)

  Manuel Burga, president, Federación Peruana de Futbol (2002–2014)

  Grupo Traffic, São Paulo & Miami

  José Hawilla, owner and founder

  Aaron Davidson, president, Traffic Sports USA

  Torneos y Competencias, Buenos Aires

  Alejandro Burzaco, chief executive officer

  Full Play Group, Buenos Aires

  Hugo Jinkis, cofounder & co-owner

  Mariano Jinkis, cofounder & co-owner

  International Soccer Marketing, Jersey City

  Zorana Danis, owner

  Federal Bureau of Investigation, New York Field Office

  Mike Gaeta, supervisory special agent

  Jared Randall, special agent

  John Penza, supervisory special agent

  Internal Revenue Service Criminal Investigation Division, Los Angeles Field Office

  Steven Berryman, special agent

  J. J. Kacic, special agent

  United States Attorney’s Office for the Eastern District of New York, Brooklyn

  Loretta Lynch, United States attorney (2010–2015); U.S. attorney general (2015–2017)

  Evan M. Norris, assistant United States attorney

  Amanda Hector, assistant United States attorney

  Darren LaVerne, assistant United States attorney

  Samuel P. Nitze, assistant United States attorney

  Keith Edelman, assistant United States attorney

  M. Kristin Mace, assistant United States attorney

  ONE

  * * *

  BERRYMAN

  SHORTLY AFTER TEN ON THE morning of August 16, 2011, Steve Berryman, a forty-seven-year-old special agent for the Internal Revenue Service, was in his cubicle on the third floor of a huge federal office building known as the Ziggurat in Laguna Niguel, California, when his mobile phone vibrated. There was a new Google Alert email in his inbox.

  Berryman, six feet tall and slender, with brown eyes so dark they looked almost black, thick eyebrows, pale skin, and a neatly trimmed white mustache that matched his slicked-back hair, had set up a number of such alerts. His choice of keywords betrayed a sensibility that, after twenty-five years at the IRS, had become highly refined when it came to financial crimes. Berryman had alerts for “money laundering”; “corruption”; “Bank Secrecy Act”; and “Foreign Corrupt Practices Act,” among many others. The messages arrived in batches throughout the day, delivering dozens of news articles from around the world about various cases of financial misbehavior that Berryman would quickly scan before returning to whatever case he happened to be working.

  But this particular notification stopped him in his tracks. The alert was under the search term “bribery,” and contained a link to an article by the Reuters news service. The headline was “FBI Examines U.S. Soccer Boss’s Financial Records.”

  The story described a set of documents, allegedly being scrutinized by the FBI, that outlined mo
re than $500,000 in suspicious payments received over a fifteen-year period by an American soccer official named Chuck Blazer.

  Blazer was a high-ranking official of FIFA, the governing body of world soccer. Berryman thought he might have heard his name somewhere, but he didn’t recognize the photo of a scowling, tousle-haired man with bushy eyebrows and an unruly gray beard. An intoxicating surge of excitement swept over him as he reread the article several times, taking special note of the fact that Blazer had several offshore bank accounts, including one in the Cayman Islands.

  He forwarded the article to his supervisor, Aimee Schabilion, then dashed into her office to make sure she’d read it.

  “This could be huge,” he said.

  * * *

  Berryman loved soccer ever since he was a kid.

  He grew up in England, because his father was in the Air Force, and spent most of his first eleven years living outside military bases there, playing soccer most afternoons. When his family moved back to the States, settling in Southern California’s hot, dusty Inland Empire, he couldn’t find anyone to play with, so he transferred his soccer skills to the gridiron, becoming a star placekicker.

  His strong left foot earned him an athletic scholarship to Eastern Illinois University. Berryman could launch the ball sixty-five yards through the uprights about three-quarters of the time, but was not good enough to cut it in the professional ranks. Berryman loathed the Midwest’s bitter winters. As soon as he realized that his future wasn’t going to be in the NFL, he abandoned his scholarship, transferred to Cal State San Bernardino, completed his degree in accounting, and signed up to become an IRS agent.

  His first case was against the owner of a luxury hair salon who hadn’t reported all of his income. Berryman spent his early years at the IRS investigating petty tax evaders and crooked accountants. But he was drawn to bigger, more complicated types of financial crime. He soon moved into narcotics, teaming up with other agencies on long, involved international investigations.

  Berryman’s big revelation, working those cases, was that drugs, guns, and violence were only half the story. A full accounting of the crimes could only be told once all the money had been traced. While DEA agents dreamed up dramatic stings aimed at turning up troves of drugs, Berryman spent his time meticulously chasing the dealers’ money around the world, adding additional charges—and, often, defendants—to the indictments. People were fallible, he realized. They played games, forgot facts, succumbed to temptation, exaggerated, and contradicted themselves. Documents never lied.

  After having kids, Berryman and his wife bought a house close to the ocean. He transferred to the Laguna Niguel office of the IRS, deep in Orange County, where he began working on public corruption cases, including a massive investigation that landed the county’s well-known sheriff, Mike Carona, in prison. He traveled to other field offices, teaching agents about the Foreign Corrupt Practices Act, spearheaded a public and foreign corrupt officials project in the IRS’s main Los Angeles field office, and volunteered as a witness for federal prosecutors who needed experts on money laundering on the stand.

  “I’m an accountant with a gun,” Berryman liked to say. “What could be more fun?”

  Berryman was not motivated, as some cops are, by a sense of moral indignity. Indeed, he often found himself admiring the men and women he pursued, wondering if, in other circumstances, they could have been friends. What made him tick, instead, was the thrill of the hunt.

  He wasn’t a lawyer, but he gained a reputation as a prosecutor’s agent whose relentless focus on the mechanics of cases was matched only by his passionate attention to detail. Some higher-ups in the agency privately considered Berryman one of the best IRS agents in the entire country: ambitious and willing to travel and work as many hours as it took to make a case stick.

  When he wasn’t working, however, he was more likely than not thinking about soccer, which he called football, the word most of the planet uses for the game.

  Berryman would wake up early on weekends, sometimes before five a.m., to watch his favorite team, Liverpool, play English Premier League matches on cable. In 2006, he and two friends traveled to the World Cup in Germany and attended all three games played by the U.S. national team, as well as a match between Brazil and Ghana. He played in an adult soccer league, coached his kids’ teams, and frequently attended MLS matches. And like a lot of soccer fans, he’d become increasingly dismayed by constant rumors of corruption and mismanagement at the sport’s highest levels.

  For years, Berryman had been hearing about greedy soccer officials stealing from the game, depriving teams, players, and especially fans of money that could improve and better develop the sport. But the problem had always seemed so distant. The reports were certainly troubling to someone who cared about soccer, but these things were happening in faraway places like Switzerland, Italy, or Africa, and at any rate certainly not in America, where soccer was still a second-rate sport, too minor for big-time corruption. Soccer might be dirty, but Berryman had never thought of the sport’s problems as potentially criminal.

  The Reuters article changed that. Blazer was an American, living in New York. That meant potential jurisdiction, the chance to apply one of Berryman’s great passions, investigating financial crimes, to his other: the world’s most popular sport.

  If this homegrown soccer official had been involved in anything criminal, then Berryman believed he’d been born to figure out what that might be.

  * * *

  Taxes are so fundamental to the experience of being an American that they are seen as almost sacred: dull, number-laden documents that act as Rosetta stones to the secret financial lives of every person. The United States is one of only two countries in the world—the other being tiny, war-torn Eritrea—that requires citizens to file even when living abroad, and every year the Internal Revenue Service processes more than 150 million individual income tax returns.

  There is in fact a special section of federal law dedicated to enshrining the private status of filings, prohibiting almost everyone, under pain of punishment, from viewing or disclosing income tax returns. That restriction includes law enforcement, up to and including the FBI itself, whose agents must jump through a series of legal hoops before they can so much as glance at a tax return.

  There is one group entrusted by the government to review tax returns, a caste whose unique powers have perversely earned them society’s fear and disgust: employees of the IRS. As an IRS agent, Steve Berryman had the unique power to look at anyone’s taxes, provided he had good cause to believe a crime might have been committed. Thanks to the Reuters piece, he could move forward.

  Standing in his supervisor’s office on that August Tuesday, he asked permission to pull Chuck Blazer’s tax returns. Within minutes, he got his first glimpse of that crucial information.

  Berryman was expecting some obvious omissions or telltale signs of hidden income. The result was far better than hoped. “No record found.”

  His eyes went wide. The system was telling him that Chuck Blazer hadn’t filed his taxes in at least seventeen years.

  It can be a misdemeanor to fail to file. But if Blazer had received any income anywhere, and intentionally hid it, that could elevate the omission to a felony. And if he had foreign bank accounts that he didn’t report to the government, that was a felony as well.

  Chuck Blazer, the only American on the Executive Committee of FIFA, the Fédération Internationale de Football Association, the supreme body overseeing all of global soccer, looked awfully like a tax criminal.

  Heart pounding, Berryman dashed back into Schabilion’s office. He explained who Blazer was, what FIFA did, and how this slam-dunk tax case he’d unearthed could be a foot in the door to something far bigger.

  “Can I get involved?” he pleaded.

  Berryman wasn’t one to buck authority. But for the most part, his superiors trusted his ability to select cases that were worth his time, and they stayed out of the way. Schabilion had no problem
with him looking into this, but what about the FBI? The article suggested it was already an open case. If he wanted to pursue it, he’d need to clear it with the Bureau first.

  Berryman had no way of checking the FBI’s computer systems to see if there was indeed an open case involving Blazer. So he called an FBI agent he’d worked with in Santa Ana and asked her to check for him.

  The agent called back soon thereafter.

  “Yes,” she said. “There’s an agent on it in New York.”

  There are dozens of federal law enforcement agencies in the United States, each with their own responsibilities and powers, down to the gun-toting agents of the National Zoological Park Police and the inspector general of the Small Business Administration.

  But the largest, best funded, and most powerful of all is the Federal Bureau of Investigation. It has tens of thousands of agents, vast resources, and offices around the world. It is the star of America’s legal show, basking in the attention lavished by journalists, Hollywood, and, particularly, members of Congress with budget authority. Although it’s common for multiple law enforcement authorities to team up on cases, investigators from other agencies quickly learn to tiptoe when dealing with the FBI. It had an uncanny knack for always coming out on top.

  Berryman asked his friend at the Bureau if she’d reach out to the agent in New York to see if he would consider discussing the case. You bet, she said. She’d get back to him when she heard something.

  As he anxiously waited, Berryman learned everything he could about Blazer, FIFA, and international soccer. He stayed up late researching Jack Warner, a soccer official from Trinidad and Tobago who had cut $512,750 in checks to Blazer that were now under scrutiny, according to the Reuters article, and the Confederation of North, Central America and Caribbean Association Football, which the two men had run together for more than two decades. He also read about a fabulously wealthy Qatari named Mohamed bin Hammam, who had helped the tiny Middle Eastern nation win the right to host the World Cup in 2022.