Grim Testimony
On a sunny afternoon in the autumn of 2004 a middle aged widow, I will call her Judith, came to see me in my office. She was a person who had gone through some very hard times in her life recently and been regaining her composure and optimism again. During her infrequent visits I felt obliged to give her my full attention. I could only surmise on the well-springs of her new-found sense of calm.Of all my clients, she was pobably the one I was most concerned about disappointing.
Were there the rumblings of a distant autumn storm in the air? I don't recall for certain, but I have a sense that there were.
She had a GIC for $2500 coming due and she wondered if she could invest it in something with a better return but the least possible risk.
I gave her some information on a balanced fund, a seg bond fund, and the Portus funds, including BancLife Trust.
We agreed to meet again in a month or so after she had had a chance to read the material and think things over.
After she left I realized I had not checked to see if our dealer was actually offering the Portus products.
I had given the information to her mainly because of the rave reviews the Portus funds had been getting in the financial pages as
an innovative hedge fund offering a minimum guaranteed return if held for several years. It had been the leading fund company in sales in Canada for months now and the Manulife advisors were selling it hand over fist, particularly the BancLife Trust which had a small life policy attached to it and which offered a referral fee to insurance advisors, being available through insurance dealers only.
I immediately picked up the phone and called our insurance manager at his office near Toronto. He was busy but asked me to send down the Portus material and he would check it out.
This didn't sound promising. Well, I thought, if the client wants the Portus, I can pass her on to a colleague at an insurance dealer to buy it.
The Manager called back the next day.
"Looks great to me", he said, "but we don't offer it".
"I don't know why. I guess it's because
our company offers a similar hedge product and they don't want the competition".
THE AUDITOR
I forgot all about Portus until the day of our compliance audit some weeks later. After the Auditor went through our papers she closed the last file, brushed aside a blond lock of hair from over her ice-blue eyes, and tossed out a question:
"Do you deal in any alternative investment funds or hedge funds, anything like that?", she queried.
I wasn't sure what she was driving at.
"You mean like Portus", I ventured.
"Yes. You know our company doesn't deal in Portus.".
"You mean it's illegal" I probed.
"Oh no" she responded. "it's just that our company doesn't deal in it. If you have some deals through an outside MGA (an insurance dealer), there's no problem".
Then she picked up her bag and left.
Of course Judith came in the following week and said she wanted the Portus BancLife Trust. She particularly liked the life insurance component and wanted to make her daughter the beneficiary. I was stuck.
I had obtained my insurance licence four years ago when the company had just been involved in a merger. The insurance department was then temporarily closed for new business.
A colleague at the office advised me that many of them did business with another dealer accross town for insurance and told me to go and see them. I did and the insurance dealer agreed to licence me. I had reported all this to my dealer and even put a few seg fund trades through this
outside MGA.
After some hesitation, I took the Portus application forms from Judith and told her I would have to put them through the outside dealer.
She left and I put the forms aside to await a cheque she would order from her bank. I had told her we would look it all over again when the cheque came.
I started thinking how to talk her out of it. To get some more information
I called the MGA. The person at the other end insisted it was a great product and the capital was guaranteed.
Since it was saleable on an insurance licence there could be no conflict with my main dealer. He said the product was not even covered under the rules of the Mutual Fund Dealers Association, of which my dealer was a member.
Halloween with all its witches and goblins was upon us.
THE TRANSACTION
When Judith came in again she had news. She had actually met and spoken with the fund's representative somewhere in town and he had sold her on the Portus product.
I knew I was stuck!
I went over the forms, particularly one from the MGA setting out that I was not selling her the Portus product but providing a referral only. She said it was okay and signed.
I thought little of this transaction over the next few months.
My company was experiencing all kinds of administrative problems due to a recent merger. The news was that the company wanted to combine smaller offices under a single branch to cut costs. People who worked in the smaller offices were afraid of losing their management fundng and had begun to complain.
I had recently concluded a purchase of some assets from a representative who had retired. About a dozen clients also had securities accounts at an outside discount broker and the retired rep was pushing me to pay him a sum of money for the acquisition of these accounts.
I asked my Regional Manager for a statement that I could not pay for these accounts as I did not have a securities licence. His response was that he could not become involved as the whole thing was part of a private deal between myself and the retired representative.
The former representative was threatening to sue me and I complained to our Head of Compliance that it was in the interests of the company to express a view about this illegal transaction.
The Compliance Head eventually agreed in writing that I could not buy the securities accounts.
When the Regional Manager got wind of this he hit the roof. I was going over his head and was obviously a troublemaker!
SUSPICIOUS DELAYS
Then all kinds of delays and problems suddenly arose at regional office. Ads I wanted to get into newspapers for RRSP season were held up for weeks. One day the Regionl Manager sent me an email insisting my website, which had been under revision by head office for months, be closed down.
The website was an important source of information for a large group of clients I had who were particularly interested in Socially Responsible Investing. It was also an important source of referrals.
I made a list of all these admistrative problems at the dealer which were causing me considerable business harm and requested a meeting
at the regional office.
Then came a number of enquiries from our Compliance Department regarding my sole Portus client; asking how I had done my due dilligence on the transaction.
I reported the comments made to me about Portus by the Insurance Manager and the Auditor. The very next day I got an angry email back from the Insurance Manager disputing he had had anything to do with my non-compliant sale. The Manager repled in kind with a message saying my career was endangered by my non-compliant actions.
The financial news was full of the stop trading order against Portus by the OSC and the ongoing investigation.
Outside my office window winter was making its last gasp with the biggest snowstorms in years.
CHILLY MEETING
The Regional Manager got back with an email proposing a meeting on April 20th, 2005.
I knew something was in the wind.
Before I flew down to Toronto, the company brought in one of its top managers from the mutual fund business affiliate to do some public meetings. He extolled the virtues of tobacco stocks like Reynolds which had made gains despite the tech crash and 9-11. He regreted that Talisman had been forced to withdraw from profitable oil operations in Sudan because of some idealistic but foolish protestors. In after dinner conversation I commented that managers who had no scruples in making profits from products which were causing lethal diseases or providing oil royalties to buy weapons to comit genocide were not likely to be trusted by investors. They were more likely to consider such managers the moral equivalent of persons who take the money of their fellow citizens and run off to South America, I suggested.
In deference to our guest of honor I tried to confide my opions to a few colleagues nearby. Was I overheard?
The next day I flew down and arrived at the meeting, accompanied by my assistant at 10 a.m.
The Regional Manager, the Insurance Manager and their assistant were all in the room- looking stone-faced. The latter was wearing her trenchcoat as if she was having trouble keeping warm.
The Manager gave me an envelope and told me to read the letter inside. He had an uncomfotable look on his face. I though at first it was due to an ill-fitting suit.
I had not come all this way
just to read a letter. I had proposed an agenda for the meeting a week ago and requested the managers to suggest changes. They had not.
I began to read over my agenda of outstanding administrative issues, commenting on each item.
The Manager interrupted me to say I should read the letter.
I agreed to add it to the agenda and continued.
When we reached the item mentioning the undue delay in approval of my website, the Manager remarked that my website was still "online".
I told him my webmaster had said it was closed although all changes requested by the company had been made.
I asked the Manager what changes were still required. He could not answer.
Then I came to the item refering to my view that a December cutback in commissions by 5-10% was a contractual violation because it had been announced unilaterally, without negotiations. I had raised this issue numerous times since the announcement and received no clear response. This time there was no response, unless it was in "the letter".
I finally opened the letter. It announced my immediate termination for the sale of a Portus product, refering to it as an illegal sale of a security without a license.
There to deliver the letter to me was the Insurance Manager who had told me it was "a great product" and the Manager who had said, four months earlier, that whether or not I acquired a whole book of securities accounts, it was not a company concern.
Apparently the administrative problems being faced by the company due to the recent merger were getting out of hand. To address the issues on my agenda that morning would have required the recognition of serious compliance and management errors.
SHUT DOWN
When I got back to my home office the company sign on the door was gone. Our secretary was looking rather startled. My associate manager had been ordered to go around the office with the cordless phone in his ear while the Regional Manager told him to remove files with the company name on them, the compliance manual, the rubber stamps, the sign from the window and other personal property I owned. With the closure of the branch the two other advisors had to scramble to collect their files and take them home. Hundreds of clients were thrown into total confusion as to the location of their advisors and documents. My over 200 clients were turned over to another representative to manage. Two office assistants had their jobs put in immediate jeopardy and one's health benefits were cut off without notice while on sick leave.
My own career is on hold while the OSC investigates my case. Meanwhile, the results of a decade of business building are fizzling away like sand through an hourglass.
All this as result of a compliance action, supposedly "to protect the investing public" from greedy advisors.
In my case, the measure of my greed was an $85 fee!
The furor over Portus in the media is getting louder by the day.
The management had gone through my clients and found the one widow among them with a Portus investment.
In the prevailing atmosphere the managers at my company must have felt the same sense of exoneration as the elders in Salem must have felt when someone criticizing them was suddenly linked with witchcraft.
I ran into a client who told me Judith was in the hospital now. So far she had not been involved. What would I tell her if she called and how would all this affect her hard won peace of mind?
I played with the thought of ringing up the OSC officer who was reviewing my termination. I knew several colleagues who had sold Portus and were keeping their heads low by not responding to requests for information. Perhaps the OSC would restore my business if I were to offer three or four names? I never made the call but the thought passed my mind.
One can only wonder how many other opponents of management abuses in the financial services industry are being fingered and silenced as the Portus witch-hunt continues.