Phat Tran, licensee in the State of California, D.D.S., prescriber of narcotics to others — doctor and such other pre-criminal types — hereby being notified of a number of serious wrongdoings.
If in title you know who, and I know who the others are by email — those who are innocent: How the **** are you all?
No one writes back. No mail has been returned. Funny!
I am addressing by certified mail this email exchange — conducted in good faith — to come to a resolution out of court to keep your **** from a collection of criminal charges.
By certified mail directly to your beach house — one block from the Pacific Ocean on Highway 1 and Sea Cliff.
This will follow in 72 hours if not the sum of $1,500,000 is tendered to close your trial against us — three to six times what a judge awards for unlawful removal, having jacked the rent up $2,500 a month.
Lots of emails. I reckon she will get mad as **** at me reading them in the mic, good and slow. Well over 100 — with police and such.
I hope you've enjoyed kicking us out of our house after making me pay the June rent twice — once by check (and thank you for confirming that Hanson has the check) — and then going to the judge to claim you couldn't pay your bills, demanding I pay you again directly into your bank account.
Legally, I had three days to comply. And I did.
That's $10,700 from my savings into your personal checking account — according to you.
That must have stumped your pony, because instead of behaving like one, you became a ****.
Agreeing to these unlawful terms and writing to you for 40 days and nights, you decided to end your own legal life — along with all your accomplices' lives — like criminals who blow themselves up in a getaway car.
It is my understanding that within one month, you collected $10,700 from my savings account. As you know, I am a retired senior on Social Security. But that wasn't enough for you.
You need to bring your boy Hanson Le to court with you so we can figure out the wrongs he helped you commit to cover your financial mess.
What the **** was wrong with you? You forced an old man into court to defend himself — to forgive another $10,700 and replace your carpets we allegedly pissed on.
Same stunt you pulled in June — $10,700 into your account. Why not pay a lawyer $850 and get new carpets and back rent? Why? Because he only paid twice last month. He's good for two more payments.
New charge of perjury: Did I get three years' depreciation on carpets? You say I lived there three years. Did I get the 60-day notice as required by law from Anna Ly — who opened and closed your lease after 27 early payments were made?
You thought you could go to a Superior Court judge, tell her I didn't pay you — despite written confirmation thanking me for the cashier's check, with the words "Hanson has the check" — and demand payment again because you couldn't manage your bills or get Berkshire to endorse it over to you?
You claimed your partner left the practice and you were stuck with more bills than money. Well, I have never — ever — EVER shared my personal problems with tenants.
Did you do something so wrong that it left you with a guilty conscience? I think the jury will agree that you did.
Who, in the name of God — after robbing someone — then kicks them out of their home and gives them a reason for doing it?
That's right. Kicked us out. With $10,700 in your pocket, you had the sheriff tell us they'd lock us out of the house, ruin our credit, and claim we were squatters who pissed on your furniture. You even told the court I didn't live there a single day.
Yep. I reckon that's a perjury charge.
But here's the truth, Your Honor: evidence. This man wrote to me that for three years he didn't raise the rent — and now he's claiming I never made a single payment. What happened to payment 25? Most people don't need to come to court to explain that it follows payment 24.
My heart can't take this anymore.
I told the **** lawyer: here is the **** evidence — the cashier's check, your letter thanking me for it, and your three-day notice that I paid early. I will address him later.
Then you went back to court, threw us out, and raised the rent $2,500 to solve your problems. Well, let me tell you something: for as happy as I made you, you are going to pay me back threefold.
Then you are going to prison — where you will crack sand with a dental tool.
This letter is for your eyes only — 40 days and nights of correspondence to keep your **** out of state prison. Now, in the position you are in, you are willing and able to let the judge fry all three.
Do not perjure yourself regarding what you have done with those two real estate agents.
When the judge reads this at the start of trial, there will be no erasing or ignoring it. Hell will be a better place than the courtroom with me.
It is my wish that the courts make you wait your turn for hell in a cement cell.
What This Letter Proves — One Year Later
Commentary on the legal significance of prior written notice · April 15, 2026
This letter was transmitted eleven days before the January 27, 2025 trial date. Every defendant and every attorney of record received it. The subject line named the court date. The body named the charges. The warning was explicit: do not perjure yourself. No recipient can claim they did not know what was coming. No attorney can claim he was not warned. The record is permanent.
Before that courtroom door opened, Steven D. Silverstein Esq. was told directly — in the hallway — that this was not going to end in civil court. The courthouse has two sides. Civil is one side. Criminal is across the hallway. He was told that if he walked into that courtroom and assisted a client he knew was committing perjury, his law license would be the price. He walked in anyway. The bar complaint is filed. The record is clear.
This letter alone was addressed to seven recipients. The full correspondence over 40 days and nights numbers well over one thousand emails — to defendants, attorneys, real estate agents, law enforcement, and agencies. Those emails exist in Yahoo servers. They exist in Gmail servers. They exist in every inbox they were delivered to.
California and federal law require parties to litigation to preserve all potentially relevant communications once a dispute is reasonably anticipated. That duty arose — at the latest — on the day this letter was received. Every email that cannot be produced is a potential charge of spoliation of evidence. Every missing thread is a separate act. Every deleted message is an event with a timestamp that Yahoo, Gmail, and the carriers can reconstruct.
A federal grand jury subpoena to Yahoo requires Yahoo to produce every email — sent, received, deleted, and archived — associated with the account. Deletion is not destruction. It is just movement to a recoverable location with a timestamp of who deleted it and when. That timestamp becomes Exhibit A in an obstruction charge.
Any attorney reviewing this correspondence will reach the same conclusion: the complainant documented his claims in real time, transmitted them to all parties under their actual email addresses, preserved the originals with Yahoo server timestamps, and warned every defendant — by name, by charge, by statute — before a single federal proceeding was initiated.
That is not a complaint. That is a case file that built itself. The defendants' attorneys will ask: where are your emails? The answer from this side: here. Timestamped. Preserved. Submitted to the FBI, USPS Inspection Service, DRE, State Bar, and OC DA. Where are yours?
This letter states — in plain language, eleven days before trial — "Do not perjure yourself regarding what you have done with those two real estate agents." That sentence, in a timestamped email received by every defendant and both attorneys of record, establishes that every false statement made in that courtroom on January 27, 2025 was made with prior written notice that perjury would be prosecuted.
18 U.S.C. § 1621 — Perjury. 18 U.S.C. § 1512 — Obstruction. Each count stands alone. Each can be charged separately. Each carries its own sentencing. The hallway conversation with Silverstein is consistent with this letter. The letter is the paper version of that conversation. Both are in the record.
Today is April 15, 2026. The warning was January 16, 2025. Fifteen months have passed. In those fifteen months, the complainant filed with the FBI, the USPS Postal Inspection Service, the DRE, the California State Bar, the OC DA Real Estate Fraud Unit, HUD OIG, the FTC, and the California Department of Insurance. The evidence portal at gasiomirror.com contains over 5,000 indexed files. The sealed cashier's check has never been cashed. The fingerprints on that envelope have never been disturbed.
Every day that passed without cooperation was another day the record grew stronger. The letter said threefold. The record now says multifold. The defendants had every opportunity to resolve this. They chose not to. The warning was given. The warning is documented. The warning is now one year old — and it aged perfectly.
All correspondence reproduced herein was authored by Michael Gasio and transmitted via Yahoo Mail on January 16, 2025. Recipients were the actual named parties and attorneys of record. Profanity has been replaced with **** for public readability only. No evidentiary content, sequence, or meaning has been altered. Original Yahoo Mail records with full server headers and timestamps are preserved and available upon lawful request. Nothing herein constitutes legal advice, a settlement demand, or a threat. All statements are based on documentary evidence submitted to federal and state enforcement agencies. Spoliation of evidence by any named party after receiving this or any related communication may constitute a separate criminal charge under 18 U.S.C. § 1512 and California Penal Code § 135.