I guess it turns out cops figured out that Jon Storms, Green Cross co-op runner, was running that business as a front for a larger business on the opposite side of the law from legal. He was making too much money from his collectives, apparently.
To make between $1 million and $2 million a year profit from weed, you gotta be pushing some fucking weight. The suspect, Storms, was a married father who wasn't living high on the horse like movies have trained people to imagine "drug-dealers".
He was in a modest place, nestled down near the intersection of the 405 and 605.
Another one bites the dust.
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