Odd man out

Slate has an article by Ben Mathis-Lilley about an unusual gentleman:

A wealthy-seeming man, about sixty years old. died in a nice part of Southern California. (Pacific Palisades (photo) in Los Angeles, specifically). That's the normal part of this story. Everything else is not normal.
The man's body was found decomposing in a parked car.  No one initially could figure out who he was.
When he was tentatively identified, police found twelve hundred guns and four thousand rounds of ammunition in a home belonging to his fiancée, who says she was together with the man, named Jeffrey Alan Lash, for seventeen years, and that she believed he was a secret agent.
There are fourteen vehicles registered to Lash, including one that can drive underwater.
He also had nearly a quarter million dollars in cash.
Lash's fiancé, Catherine Nebron, was with him when he died, in the parking lot of a grocery store, and she parked his body on a street and left because he told her one of the secret agencies he worked for would pick him up. Then she went to Oregon with her friends.
The Los Angeles Times reached a woman named Shirley Anderson, the "longtime partner of Lash’s late father," who said that the elder Lash owned a medical laboratory and that Jeffrey Lash attended UCLA in the 1980s, but dropped out and, thereafter, never told Anderson or his father where he lived or what his phone number was.
Police say Jeffrey Lash had cancer when he died, though he told his fiancée/common-law wife that he was sick because he had been exposed to nerve-damaging chemicals during a mission.

Rico says who knows what's real any more? (Though dying, if a little older, please, as Rico's already over sixty, with a quarter million in cash and over a thousand gubs, does sound like a good way to go...)