Last we checked in on Real Housewives of New Jersey's Danielle Staub's past in Miami, we'd established she was a model/stripper/high-class prostitute who was somehow involved in a drug-related kidnapping back in the '80s. Now, Radar has uncovered documents that claim Staub actually tried to enter the drug dealing trade herself. However, she failed so miserably during her first transaction that the notorious Colombian drug cartel run by Pablo Escobar wanted her dead. In fact, most of her past-acquaintances in Miami thought she was sleeping with the fishes until she popped up on Bravo's drama fest.
Staub is currently being sued by her ex-husband, Kevin Maher, a man she met in Miami and the author of the notorious book, Cop Without a Badge. Daniel Claudio Aguilar, the drug dealer who was also involved in the kidnapping incident, testified in the trial.
Aguilar, it turns out, was not just some low-level drug dealer. He claims to have been the Miami enforcer for Pablo Escobar's notorious Medellin Cartel.
Aguilar said Staub, then known as Anegla Minelli, would often hang out at his house and do drugs. Her favorite method of getting high was apparently sprinkling a little cocaine into a joint.
After a while of hanging out with drug dealers, Staub decided she could enter the business herself. So she came to Aguilar and told him she had someone who wanted to buy about four kilos of coke.
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During the transaction $100,000-wort of coke was stolen, leading to members of the Cartel wanting Staub dead.
"Even my men were saying, 'We should just kill her. Get her out of the way. She's nothing but a prostitute and a b**ch,'" Aguilar testified.
He claims he helped save her life. Then Staub turned around a struck a deal with the FBI that eventually saw her move out of Miami. Apparently most of her drug contacts in the city thought she was dead.
Even if you're not a fan of Real Housewives, come on, you've got to admit this is as good a story as any to illustrate how fucked up Miami was back in the '80s.