Bizarre Cases of the missing and murdered

Man I completely forgot about this gem of a thread. Tagging to catch back up with it. Thx to whoever bumped with a post.

I update this every weekend, with new stories.

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UPDATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
One of the most infamous cases featured on NBC's Unsolved Mysteries has been SOLVED!
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"The case has since been "cleared" by police. They believe that Matt's killer was a gang member named David "Bear" Meza. Ironically, he was killed just two days after Matt vanished. When interviewed by police, Meza's girlfriend identified him as the man seen in the surveillance photographs. Other circumstantial evidence also linked him to the crime. However, the possibility still exists that there were accomplices involved."
http://unsolvedmysteries.wikia.com/wiki/Matthew_Chase


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https://www.twincities.com/2018/01/...ed-susan-swedell-cold-case-1998-30-years-ago/

During a blizzard on Jan. 19, 1988, Susan Swedell finished her shift at Kmart in Oak Park Heights at 9 p.m. and headed home to Lake Elmo to watch a movie and eat popcorn with her mother and her sister.

A half-hour later, a gas-station attendant gave her permission to leave her overheated car at the K Station, a mile from home. The clerk said she saw Swedell get into another car with a man. She hasn’t been seen since.

“We don’t know what happened that night,” said Kathy Swedell, Sue’s mother. “She was telling us that she was going to come home because it was an all-out Minnesota blizzard. When I looked out our window, I could barely see across the street, and here she was driving home. We didn’t know if she had stopped someplace or tried to walk. It was terrible. No sign of Susan. No call. Nothing. Officers did go out and look for her, but by the time they found her car, there was no sign of Susan.

When Swedell had not arrived home by 11 p.m. on that Tuesday night, her mother and sister called the sheriff’s office to request that deputies search for her car — a 1975 maroon Oldsmobile Cutlass — in ditches between Kmart and the house they rented in downtown Lake Elmo.

Deputies found the car at the K Station, at the corner of Manning Avenue and Minnesota 5.

Thinking she might have tried to walk home — during a blizzard that dumped more than 7 inches of snow on the area — they searched for Susan between the gas station and the Swedells’ house on Lake Elmo Avenue.

“As the hours passed by, all I could think was that she was frozen in a ditch somewhere,” said Christine Swedell, who was 16 at the time. “So when whoever came to the house said they found the car but didn’t find her, that just completely threw me into a whirl. I just wanted to get out there and search for her.”

Investigators didn’t learn until the next day that she had left the gas station with a man.

The gas-station attendant said Swedell pulled up to the station around 9:30 p.m., followed by a “light-colored older model car with sport wheels that was in good shape, but dirty,” said Troy Ackerknecht, a detective with the sheriff’s office.

Swedell and the man talked for a few minutes, and then Swedell came into the station and said she was having car problems, Ellickson said. “She asked if she could leave her car at the station. The attendant said, ‘Well, they’re going to plow here. You’ll need to move it.’ She moved it, and they left westbound on Highway 5.”

Swedell was wearing a short skirt and sweater and no coat or boots, according to police reports. Her manager at Kmart told police that at the end of her shift Swedell changed out of the red pants outfit she had worn to work. “He made a comment that she wasn’t dressed appropriately for the blizzard,” Ackerknecht said.

When police searched her car the next day, they found her glasses, driver’s license and purse.

After the car was found, Kathy Swedell had it brought to the house.

It sat on the street until five days later, when she drove it to Cub Foods in Stillwater to buy groceries. As she was driving, the car started smoking and steaming, so she arranged to have it towed to Lake Elmo Repair.

A mechanic discovered that the car’s petcock — a small valve at the bottom of the radiator — had been loosened, and the water had leaked out.

Did someone deliberately tamper with her car and then follow her, waiting for the car to break down?

In the weeks before she disappeared, Susan Swedell had been using telephone chat lines to talk to boys, racking up a bill of more than $300, Kathy Swedell said.

Co-workers at Kmart reported that Swedell, a graduate of Stillwater Area High School, had been receiving numerous calls at work from a man. She also continued to talk to an ex-boyfriend and had reportedly made plans to see him the night she disappeared, but he called to cancel because of the weather.

A week after Susan disappeared, Kathy Swedell returned to her job as principal secretary for the University of Minnesota math department, and Christine Swedell went back to school.

When Christine got home from school that afternoon, she couldn’t find the key to get in the house.

“We normally kept it on a shelf, right next to the door, underneath something — that’s just the way it was in Lake Elmo,” Christine Swedell said. “I was looking all over for it. I couldn’t get into the house. It was locked. That was the key. I didn’t have an extra.”

She eventually located it under a box in a back corner of the shelf. When she entered the house, she said, she “felt like someone had been there.”

There were dirty dishes in the sink that hadn’t been there in the morning, and there was a “peculiar” smell of smoke, she said.

“It smelled of something sweet,” she said. “I’ve never done drugs or had a drink, but … it was very strong. People say it might have been marijuana, but I didn’t know. I didn’t touch anything. I didn’t go upstairs. I just called Mom. Of course, it felt like forever until she got home. I was freaking out.”

Later that night, Christine found the red outfit that Susan had worn to work on the day she disappeared; it had been balled up and jammed under Susan’s bed.

None of her daughter’s personal items, including clothing, makeup or grooming products, were taken, but “somebody had been there,” Kathy Swedell said.
 
I update this every weekend, with new stories.

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UPDATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
One of the most infamous cases featured on NBC's Unsolved Mysteries has been SOLVED!

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Thanks a ton mate, loving it. Keep up the good work!!
 

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3676725/Moscow-Batman-declared-war-Russian-drug-lords.html

A man claiming to be the Russian Batman has been captured on camera walking from a drug den and leaving dealers for police.

The masked vigilante, who wears a Batman costume and calls himself the Jnec Grim Reaper, has declared war on drug dealers doing business in the Khimki area outside Moscow.

So far, he claims to have captured 40 criminals and closed down a host of illegal drug labs.

The Reaper's exploits started in June when a taxi driver witnessed a man dressed as Batman entering a building that later proved to be a drug den in the middle of the night, according to Krypton Radio.

The driver told police that he had heard people screaming and things being thrown around inside.

When the mysterious man then walked out, he threw a fire bomb at the ground disappeared into the night, captured by the witness known only as Slava.
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https://kitchener.ctvnews.ca/who-was-baby-parker-case-still-unsolved-after-11-years-1.3162077

http://www.brantfordexpositor.ca/20...ry-of-infants-body-in-2005brex-28-baby-parker

Ten years have passed since the remains of a full-term baby boy were found in a railside ravine in Brantford by a woman walking her dog.

The July 28, 2005, discovery shocked and saddened the community.

Detectives dubbed the unidentified infant Baby Parker because his body was found near Parkside Drive, not far from a municipal greenspace known as Lansdowne Park, where a group of youths is believed to have been partying days earlier.
A post mortem examination of the body, conducted at Sick Kids Hospital in Toronto, noted trauma to the baby's skull and ribs. There was no evidence of alcohol or street drugs passed on to the baby, police said.

In addition, police have released the full text of a letter received several days after the body was found in 2005. Excerpts from the letter, received on Aug. 3, 2005. and purporting to be from the mother of the newborn and providing details of events surrounding the birth, were released at the time.

The author promised to contact police again, which then fuelled hope that the case would come to a swift conclusion. However, the letter writer was not heard from again.

"If you were with a group of youths in any of the parks or local hangout spots several days prior to the discovery of the lifeless infant's body, please come forward. You may hold key information without realizing the importance," she said.

The author of the letter indicated she had been "partying" at Lansdowne Park when she started having contractions. At least one other person (possibly female) was involved during the delivery and that person discarded the baby's body and the placenta, suggesting that person may be more involved with the death of the baby than the mother, police said.

It was on July 28, 2005, at about 11:15 a.m., that a woman walking her dog discovered the body of the newborn amid brush and weeds about 20 feet from the rail trail at Parkside Drive and Dufferin Avenue, near Lansdowne Park. The dog had picked up on a scent and pulled its owner toward the bushes where she made the discovery and immediately contacted police.

Police canvassed the neighbourhood and attended at more than 200 area homes. Numerous consent DNA samples were taken from males and females, which enabled investigators to rule out several persons of interest.

On July 29, 2005, at about 7:30 p.m., an area resident approached the police mobile command centre to report finding a bloodied item near his home on July 25. After learning of the discovery of the body, the resident suspected the item may be linked. Forensics officers seized the bloodied evidence, which was later identified as the placenta matching Baby Parker's DNA.
 
https://www.reuters.com/article/us-...ning-in-new-york-cemetery-media-idUSKCN10N25K
At 3:30 PM on an August day in 2016, Batavia Cemetery caretakers in Batavia, New York, stumbled upon two dead bodies lying in the midst of the graveyard headstones. Drug paraphernalia was strewn around their corpses. However, it was apparent by the physical state of the bodies that their demise was not related to drugs.
About 12 hours earlier, a severe thunderstorm had blown through the region. Working jointly with the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration, investigators were able to determine that a lightning strike occurred in the area where the pair was found.
The autopsy revealed that the victims, 34-year-old Richard Garlock and 32-year-old Jenea Macleod, had sustained thermal injuries consistent with a lightning strike. Detective sergeant Todd Crossett explained, “It seems they had just gone to a back part of the cemetery and were just hanging out there.

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http://newsok.com/haunted-by-deathb...ed-questions-leave-fatherspan/article/3173605

On Halloween night in 1977, the parents of 19-month-old Nima Louise Carter placed their child inside her crib at their Lawton, Oklahoma home. The next morning, Nima’s parents were shocked to discover that she was missing.
Since the windows in Nima’s bedroom were locked, it’s theorized that her abductor had been hiding in the closet and sneaked the child out of the house while her parents were sleeping in the living room. A month later, a group of kids were playing in an abandoned house four blocks away from the Carter home. When they opened up the house’s refrigerator, they received a horrifying shock when the decomposed body of an infant came tumbling out. The child was identified as Nima Louise Carter, who died of suffocation.

George Carter is still haunted by the memory of his daughter's murder.

"My wife and I lived for years with the what-ifs,” said Carter, now 57 and a recovering alcoholic who has turned to ministering to others. "Nima cried that night when we put her down to sleep. We never got up to check on her.

"We figured we didn't want to spoil her; that she would eventually go to sleep. I now believe that person was already in her room, probably hiding in the closet. What if we had opened the closet? What if we had gotten up to check her that night? What if we had brought her in to sleep with us?

"What if? What if?”

Carter, whose wife died in 2000, is dogged by one other disturbing thought: No one was ever charged with his child's murder.
The passage of three decades has helped ease the pain for Carter, but unanswered questions still burn within. Long ago, police detectives became convinced they had identified Nima's killer, but they too were left with a sense of unfulfilled justice.

Then-Comanche County District Attorney Don Beauchamp did not file charges, explaining the evidence was too flimsy.



A terrified community
Lawton always has been a rough-and-tumble town, from its infancy in the aftermath of the 1901 Land Lottery to its steady growth as a military community. Bars and pool halls once dominated the downtown night life, as did an occasional bare-knuckle brawl, knifing or shooting.



But the abduction of children was unheard of in Lawton until April 8, 1976, when twin sisters Mary Elizabeth and Augustine "Tina” Jacqueline Carpitcher were stolen in broad daylight while they watched TV in their grandmother's home.

A young female the children knew unlatched a living room door and coaxed the children outside. The three and half years old twins followed the girl, at first blindly.

Then they became scared.

Area resident Thelma McCaig once described the scene that day in her neighborhood. McCaig noticed a teenager she would later identify as 16-year-old Jacqueline M. Roubideaux dragging two girls. McCaig said Roubideaux "had hold of the two girls by the wrists, and they were trying to pull loose.”

McCaig didn't report the incident to authorities, reasoning, "... I guess like other people, I didn't want to get involved.”

So the nightmare continued.

"She took us to a house ... It was white, near railroad tracks,” Tina Carpitcher would testify years later as a 10-year-old. "There was broken furniture inside. When we got inside she took us to the refrigerator and told us to get in. She said our aunt will be there to get us out and take us for ice cream later.”

The abductor shut the refrigerator door and left.

"I remember people were scared,” recalled Ray Anderson, then an investigator for the Comanche County district attorney who is now retired and living in Lawton. "How could this happen? Parents were going out and buying new locks for their doors.”

Two days later, children were playing in a deserted house when they heard the cries coming from a grungy refrigerator. Kathy Ford and another neighborhood child bravely opened the refrigerator door, and Tina Carpitcher miraculously jumped out alive.

Tina survived by breathing through a tiny hole in the refrigerator. Her twin sister died of asphyxia.

The then-11-year-old Kathy asked Tina who put her and her sister in the refrigerator, and she replied, "Jackie Boo or Jackie Burr,” meaning Jacqueline Roubideaux — the child's babysitter and friend of her aunt.

Roubideaux instantly became the target of a police investigation, but a lack of physical evidence and the youth of the survivor left authorities desperate for a confession. The investigation soon stalled.

Roubideaux remained free.

She maintained a quiet, shy demeanor around those who came in contact with her. She also found an occasional job as a babysitter. By 1977, she agreed to sit for a young American Indian couple known within her family circle. The husband and wife both held full-time jobs but on weekends, they liked to party.

The couple frequently called on Roubideaux to watch their baby girl — Nima.

"You know, I've learned to appreciate all the little things,” he said. "When Nima was a baby, I look back at all the time I wasted — partying and drinking.”

Carter often reflects on that wasted time whenever he recalls that Halloween night 30 years ago.

The intruder lifted Nima from her crib, and with the windows locked, crept into the hallway of the tiny Lawton home and boldly past the parents sleeping in the living room and out through a door.

"I remember the next morning,” Carter recalled. "It was one of those cool, crisp Oklahoma mornings — a day I might have otherwise enjoyed immensely.”

Instead, he and his wife lived every parent's nightmare. Their baby was gone.

George's heart raced. He and Rose checked the kitchen cabinets, the closets, outside by the doghouse, underneath the house, in the field behind the backyard fence.

Nima was not to be found.

Detectives immediately suspected George and Rose, given the high percentage of parental involvement in missing child cases.

"Naturally, we called them in for questioning,” recalled Cecil Davidson, a retired Lawton police detective who worked the case and now lives outside Meers. "They agreed to take lie-detector tests, and passed with flying colors.”

Everyone fell under the net of suspicion, including neighborhood babysitters Joy Smith and Jacqueline Roubideaux.

"Then someone remembered Roubideaux had been questioned in the Carpitcher case — almost identical circumstances,” Davidson said.

Davidson finally confronted Roubideaux about Nima's abduction and murder. Roubideaux said she was playing bingo the night Nima disappeared.

"She was very quiet,” Davidson recalled. "She never looked you in the eyes; her eyes were always somewhere else or looking at the ground. She would always get right close to telling you something critical, and then she'd back off.

"We could never get her to confess. The frustrating part was we had no physical evidence — no fingerprints, no footprints, no hair, no blood., nothing.”

Mostly Davidson remembers an odd response from Roubideaux.

"She was very angry about the fact that everybody got to play bingo, and she would get stuck babysitting,” said Davidson, scrunching his eyebrows.

"To this day, I'm convinced Jackie Roubideaux murdered Nima. But the DA never felt we had enough to prosecute.”

Not everyone is convinced Roubideaux abducted Nima, including George Carter.

Two months prior to Nima's abduction, the Carters found their dog poisoned. A few days later, they returned home to discover it trashed by vandals.

"I find it hard to think all those events were mere coincidence,” Carter said. "The Jackie Roubideaux we knew? No, it just doesn't add up. I never sensed that about her. Whenever Jackie came over, Nima would run up to her and give her a hug. But several years ago, I saw an interview with Jackie in a newspaper. She said she was on drugs at that time in her life.

"Was it someone we knew? I think so, someone who was familiar with our house. But I've never been fully convinced it was Jackie.”
 
http://www.insideedition.com/woman-...end-dies-meth-passed-through-their-kiss-38356

Inmate Anthony Powell was serving a life sentence for killing his mother-in-law. He met his new girlfriend, Melissa Ann Blair, through a friend named Brandy Pokovich.
Pokovich had used social media to hook him up with women who loved to date convicts. Melissa visited him at the Oregon State Penitentiary. At the end of their talk, Melissa and Anthony exchanged a passionate kiss.
Little did the guards know that Melissa was passing seven tiny balloons filled with meth into Anthony’s mouth. He swallowed them, planning to pass them in the bathroom later and retrieve them from the toilet.
Their plan backfired. The balloons ruptured in Powell’s stomach, and he died of an overdose. The judge ruled that Powell’s death was both of their faults and sentenced Melissa to two years of prison plus required treatments for her drug and mental health problems.

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http://mynorthwest.com/144981/mother-of-missing-child-has-new-baby-declared-unfit-mother/?

On November 6, 2011, Julia V. Biryukova allegedly drove her two-year-old son, Sky, to Overlake Hospital Medical Center in Bellevue, Washington. His four-year-old sister was also in the car. Afterward, she said that Sky had fallen ill and that she had to take him to the hospital, but the car ran out of gas on the way there.[4]
Julia decided to leave Sky in the car, taking his sister along on a 1.6-kilometer (1 mi) walk to find a gas station. However, when she got there, she didn’t get gas. Instead, she phoned a friend to come and get her and her daughter. When she eventually got back to the car an hour later, Sky was missing.
Suspicion fell on Julia when police found that the car hadn’t run out of gas at all and was in perfect working order. She had called the police at 9:50 AM to report Sky missing, but witnesses said they saw the car as early as 8:00 AM with no children in it. On top of this, Julia refused to take a polygraph or speak to police directly. Later, it also came out that she often left her children at home by themselves, sometimes up to 11 hours at a time. Yet in spite of all the above, Julia was never named a suspect, and Sky remains missing.

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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holy_Prepuce
http://www.slate.com/articles/life/faithbased/2006/12/fore_shame.html

In 1983, as the residents of Calcata, a small town 30 miles north of Rome, prepared for their annual procession honoring a holy relic, a shocking announcement from the parish priest put a damper on festivities. "This year, the holy relic will not be exposed to the devotion of the faithful. It has vanished. Sacrilegious thieves have taken it from my home." Not since the Middle Ages, when lopped-off body parts of divine do-gooders were bought, sold, and traded, has relic theft been big news. But the mysterious disappearance of Calcata's beloved curio is different.
This wasn't just the residuum of any holy human—nor was it just any body part. It was the foreskin of Jesus Christ, the snipped-off tip of the savior's penis, the only piece of his body he supposedly left on earth.
Just what the holy foreskin was doing in the priest's house—in a shoebox at the back of his wardrobe, no less—and why and how it disappeared has been debated ever since the relic vanished. Some suspect the village priest sold it for a heavenly sum; others say it was stolen by thieves and ended up on the relics black market; some even suggest Satanists or neo-Nazis are responsible. But the most likely culprit is an unlikely one: the Vatican.
Even before its disappearance, the relic had a strange history. It was discovered in Calcata in 1557, and a series of miracles soon followed (freak storms, perfumed mists engulfing the village). The church gave the finding a seal of approval by offering a 10-year indulgence to those who came to venerate. Lines of pilgrims stretched from the church doors to beyond the walls of the fortress town. Nuns and monks from nearby villages and monasteries made candlelit processions. Calcata was a must-see destination on the pilgrimage map.
That is, until 1900. Facing increasing criticism after the "rediscovery" of a holy foreskin in France, the Vatican decreed that anyone who wrote about or spoke the name of the holy foreskin would face excommunication. And 54 years later, when a monk wanted to include Calcutta in a pilgrimage tour guide, Vatican officials didn't just reject the proposal (after much debate). They upped the punishment: Now, anyone uttering its name would face the harshest form of excommunication—"infamous and to be avoided"—even as they concluded that Calcata's holy foreskin was more legit than other claimants'.
But that wasn't the end of the holy foreskin. In the late 1960s, government officials worried that crumbling cliffs and threatening earthquakes might doom the village, decided to build a new town. Hippies discovered the newly abandoned town, which was awaiting a government wrecking crew, and squatted in, then legally purchased, the vacated buildings. Some of the bohemian transplants were intrigued by Calcata's relic, which was now only shown to the public during the village's annual New Year's Day procession (even though the Vatican II reforms removed the Day of the Holy Circumcision from the church calendar). The new residents began writing about the quirky event and relic for newspapers in and around Rome, and Calcata's scandalous prepuce was isolated no more. And the church took notice.
Was this the reason Dario Magnoni, the local priest, brought the relic from the church to his home? Who knows. Magnoni refuses to speak about the relic, citing the 1954 threat of excommunication. Magnoni's predecessor, Mario Mastrocola, didn't want to talk about the relic, either, but when asked if he was surprised to hear it had been stolen, he shook his head. When pressed, he said, "The relic would not have been taken away from Calcata if I were still the priest there."
Mastrocola's ambiguous words—while not directly incriminating anyone—hinted at underhanded church dealings (interview requests with the Vatican went unanswered). And later, I found myself sitting in a wine cellar halfway up the hill between the old and new villages of Calcata. Capellone, the cellar's owner and a lifelong Calcatese, told me about his close relationship with a former local bishop, Roberto Massimiliani. Ailing in bed, the bishop told Capellone that when he was gone, so too would be the relic. Bishop Massimiliani passed away soon after, in 1975. Eight years after that, the relic disappeared. "To me, it almost felt like a confession," said Capellone. "Like he needed to tell someone before he died."
Could the "sacrilegious thieves" Magnoni mentioned in his 1983 announcement about the relic's disappearance actually have been Vatican emissaries? The thought of masked, black-clad Vatican agents on a mission to steal Jesus' foreskin does sound alluring. But for residents like Capellone, who swear the Vatican now has the relic, the thief could be Magnoni himself. Some locals claim they saw him go to Rome the day before he made the announcement, generating speculation that the Vatican asked for it and Magnoni not only failed to stand up to them, he delivered the relic himself.
Sold, stolen, or delivered to the Vatican—or even all three—the holy foreskin of Calcata is probably gone for good, even as some residents persist in the hope that it will return. And the church is certainly breathing a sigh of relief. While most of the other copies of the relic were destroyed during the Reformation and the French Revolution, Calcata's holy foreskin lived long past its expiration date, like a dinosaur surviving the meteoric blast of the scientific revolution.
 
The Isdal Woman



On the afternoon of 29 November 1970, a man and his two daughters were hiking in the foothills of the north face of Mount Ulriken, in an area known as the Isdalen Valley. They found a partially-charred female, hidden among some rocks, in an area popularly known as "Death Valley". Also found were a dozen pink phenobarbital sleeping pills; a packed lunch; an empty quart bottle of St. Hallvards liqueur; two plastic bottles that smelled of petrol; and a silver spoonwith the monogram filed off. Investigators also found a burned passport.

An autopsy concluded the woman died from Fenemal and carbon-monoxide poisoning. Analysis of her blood showed she had consumed at least 50 sleeping pills. Her face had been burned and was unrecognisable. Her neck was bruised, possibly by a blow, and her fingerprints had been sanded away. Her teeth indicated she had been to a dentist in the Far East, Central/Southern Europe or South America.

Police immediately launched a full-scale investigation. Composite sketches, based on witness descriptions and analysis of her body, were published in the Norwegian media and circulated in many countries via INTERPOL.

They found two suitcases belonging to the woman at an NSB railway station in Bergen. In the lining of one, police discovered 500 Deutsche Mark. Among other things, they found clothing (all identifying labels removed); a lotion prescription (doctor's name and date removed); 130 Norwegian kroner; silver spoons similar to the one found at the Isdalen Valley site; partial fingerprints on a pair of sunglasses; and some diary entries. Police later concluded the entries were coded dates and places the woman had visited. An unusual dress was found as well; from that, police determined the woman had a somewhat provocative style, marked by Italian taste.

An Italian photographer's postcard was found in the woman's luggage. When police spoke with him, he said he had given her a lift to Hotel Alexandra in Loen. He said he also had dinner with her. The photographer said the woman told him she was from a small town north of Johannesburg, South Africa, and she had six months to see Norway's most beautiful places. Unfortunately this line of inquiry went nowhere.

Police learned "Isdal Woman" had travelled around Norway and Europe with at least eight false passports. Eventually, authorities concluded she had committed suicide. In 2016, a DNA profile was obtained from her teeth, and this as well as handwriting analysis suggested a European, and possibly French origin. In 2017, isotopic analysis of her teeth revealed that she probably spent her early childhood in central or eastern Europe, but spent her adolescence farther west.

People who saw or met the woman said she wore wigs and spoke French, German, English, and Dutch. She had stayed at several hotels in Bergen, and repeatedly changed rooms after checking in. She told hotel staff she was a travelling saleswoman and antiquities collector. At several places, she left a standing order: porridge with milk.
One witness said she overheard the woman talking to a man in a Bergen hotel. According to the witness, the woman said, "Ich komme bald" (German: "I am coming soon").
The last hotel Isdal Woman stayed at was the Hotel Hordaheimen (room 407, November 19–23). Staff told police she was good-looking and roughly 5-feet-4-inches (164 cm) tall, with wide hips and small eyes. She appeared to be between 30 and 40 years old. Another Hordaheimen guest told police the Isdal Woman smoked South State cigarettes (a Norwegian brand). Staff noted the woman kept mainly to her room, and seemed to be on guard. When she checked out of the Hordaheimen on 23 November, Isdal Woman paid her bill in cash and requested a taxi. Her whereabouts between then and 29 November (when her body was found) are unknown.

In 2005, a Bergen resident who had been 26 in 1970 told a local newspaper that after seeing the sketch circulated, he had suspected the dead woman was the woman he had seen five days before the body was found, when he was hiking on the hillside at Fløyen. She was dressed lightly, for the city rather than a hike, and was with two men wearing coats who looked "southern". She seemed about to say something but they stopped her. He went to someone he knew at the police to report this, but was told to forget about it.


http://www.bbc.com/news/world-europe-39369429
 
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http://culturecrossfire.com/etc/crime-mystery/the-night-a-serial-killer-became-the-victim/

Two cases:
First up - Social media and texting help bring down a new mother and her boyfriend in a heart wrenching case of child abuse and exploitation.

Then we look at the life of a serial killer who spent nearly a decade on a killing spree, only to pick a couple who were ready and willing to fight back, ultimately ending his reign of terror after a night of violence that included knifes, guns, and mayhem.
 
Those two in the first story are absolute scum.

That Wayne Nance story is like something from a movie, hadn't heard of him before.
 
Why not start a website for all this content? You have enough material here.
 
I'm sure @TankAbbott has mentioned this before but anyone in to this sort of stuff should check out 'criminally listed' YouTube channel, there is a load of great videos on some interesting cases there.
 
Why not start a website for all this content? You have enough material here.
I write for a site. Facebook has banned me from sharing my stuff, so instead of thousands of people reading my articles, now only a few hundred do. I don't think it's worth the effort.

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http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/art...apitate-horrific-suicide-revenge-ex-wife.html

A businessman decapitated himself in his sports car to get back at his younger wife for leaving him, an inquest has heard.

Gerald Mellin, 54, taunted his estranged wife Mirrielle, 33, with threats of suicide.

He even showed her the rope he was going to use, which he kept in the boot of his open-top Aston Martin DB7.

The court heard that the day before his death Mrs Mellin had been awarded an extra £100 a week in maintenance from her former husband.

Mr Mellin had then sent her a text message which read: 'Congratulations XXX.'

It was the last time she heard from him.

The businessman tied one end of the rope to a tree, then climbed into his Aston Martin and wrapped the other end around his neck.

He then drove the £90,000 car into a busy main road, forcing other drivers to watch his horrific death. Y

The inquest in Swansea heard that after her husband's death she discovered he had cancelled a life insurance policy which would have paid out to her.

She said: 'He ran up an extortionate amount of debt. I've got to sell the farmhouse now, just to pay the debts.'

A suicide note was found in Mr Mellin's pocket detailing his funeral wishes.

The cause of death was given as decapitation. Recording a verdict of suicide, Coroner Phillip Rogers said: 'I'm satisfied this was a deliberate attempt by Mr Mellin to kill himself.'

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https://morbidology.com/the-unsolved-sawmill-murder-margaret-martin/

On the 21st of December, 1938, 19-year-old muskrat hunter, Anthony Rezykowski, made a gruesome discovery as he was laying traps alongside the icy cold water of Keelersburg Creek in Northmoreland Township, Wyoming County. As he approached a disused bridge, he spotted a burlap sack bobbing up and down with the flow of the water. Protruding from the burlap sack was a human hand.

The search was over: it was Margret Martin and she had been viciously abused.

She had been slashed across the abdomen and leg. It’s presumed that the killer had attempted to dismember her. In addition, she had been bludgeoned with a heavy rock. Her body was bound with a clothesline: both legs were jammed up underneath her chin. She was raped before being strangled.

Martin’s mother had the traumatising task of identifying her body.

50 State troopers were called in to search the isolated, snow-covered countryside where she was found. Within days, they expressed the belief that Martin had been murdered by a “sex maniac with a cruel, distorted mind.” They soon received an anonymous tip from somebody who claimed they had overheard the anonymous caller making the telephone call to Martin in which he offered her a job. He was described as being between 25 and 30-years-old with sandy hair. He was said to be “neat” and “suave.” This was the only tangible clue they had to go on. 3

While the search of the surrounding area was unfruitful, investigators reached a breakthrough several weeks later when they discovered the site where Martin had been tortured and murdered. Inside a steam boiler of an abandoned sawmill near Forkston, approximately 15 miles away, was a pile of burnt clothes. The burnt clothes matched what Martin was wearing on the day of her disappearance. Also discovered in the ash were several pieces of jewellery that Martin had been wearing on the day of her disappearance.

Outside the abandoned sawmill, investigators found footprints of a man and a woman in frozen mud. At one point in the track, the woman’s footprints disappeared and thereafter there were signs that some kind of object had been dragged.4

A man living nearby the sawmill reported seeing light from the sawmill fire as somebody opened the door at approximately 9PM on the same day Martin disappeared. He told investigators that he had fired several warning shots in the direction of the sawmill but didn’t think to investigate any further as he assumed it was just a trespasser. Was the killer disturbed as he attempted to dismember Martin and dispose of her body in the sawmill? Investigators believe so.
Four years after the murder, 21-year-old Orban Taylor from New York City handed himself into authorities and confessed that he had killed Martin. A former resident of Wilkes-Barre, Orban was brought in for extensive questioning and after 20 long hours, admitted that he had fabricated the confession. While some of what he had said matched the facts of the case, the majority contradicted evidence. Nevertheless, police had to investigate his claims. They could find no evidence to substantiate his claims and he wasn’t charged in relation to the murder of Martin. He was, however, charged with second degree assault in an unrelated crime. Two years later, he died in prison after drinking a cocktail of typewriter cleaning fluid, orange juice, sugar and water.6


The search for Martin’s murderer gripped the Wyoming Valley for years and even left many Kingston residents too terrified to venture outside. Pennsylvania authorities never close the cold cases in their archive. In fact, every year, unsolved murders are reopened and reviewed each and every year and Martin’s murder is no different. However, over the forthcoming years following her murder, tips and leads have dwindled significantly and police aren’t hopeful that this case will ever be solved.
 
Anyone watch that show disappeared?

Must be hard for the families when people vanish without a trace. Obviously some are found when their bones are discovered years later.
 
Been watching that HLN catching a killer show about the Golden State Killer/East Area Rapist/Original Night Stalker

its good shit
 
http://www.nydailynews.com/news/cri...r-drunk-driving-bust-report-article-1.1966005

A Wisconsin man and woman were sentenced for allegedly having sex in the backseat of a cop car while being driven to jail.

Travis Husnik, 33, and Heather Basten, 29, had been pulled over for drunk driving in Oconto County on Aug. 3, the Green Bay Press Gazette reported Tuesday.

The deputy told the man to pull his pants up and ordered him to sit in the front seat, according to the local paper.

Both parties were charged with lewd and lascivious behavior and disorderly conduct.

"What do I sentence a guy who has sex in squad car to?" Conley asked during sentencing. "I'm getting to be (a) pretty old guy, and I've never seen that situation in my legal life."

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SAN DIEGO -- (KSWB) -- A downtown resident beat, raped and strangled a female friend after watching her have sex with another couple, then stuffed her body in a suitcase and put it out with the trash, a prosecutor said Monday, but a defense attorney said her client was "heartbroken'' and "humiliated'' when the woman he loved made fun of his sexual inadequacies.

In his opening statement, Deputy District Attorney Martin Doyle alleged that Joshua Matthew Palmer videotaped himself doing "unspeakable things'' to Shauna Haynes' body after he killed her at the Chadwick Hotel in San Diego on April 5, 2016.

Palmer, 34, then stuffed the 21-year-old victim's body into a suitcase and threw it in a hotel trash bin, Doyle alleged in his opening statement.

The prosecutor said Palmer went out the night of April 4, 2016, and met a woman, Chelsea Shea, who intended to have sex with him back in his room, but the defendant was unable to get aroused.

Haynes and a man she had met that night, Anthony Kern, arrived at Palmer's room and started having sex, and Shea eventually joined in, the prosecutor told the jury. At some point, Palmer sent Haynes a text saying, "I can't watch you have sex with another man.''

Doyle said Palmer got upset and kicked Kern and Shea out, but Haynes -- who worked with Palmer at a downtown restaurant and had a platonic relationship with the defendant -- stayed in the room.

The prosecutor said Palmer went out later on April 5, 2016, telling friends how proud he was of the "foursome'' he was in earlier.
he trash bin containing the victim's body was never picked up and two men saw the suitcase with what they thought were body parts sticking out and called 911, Doyle said.

The prosecutor said Palmer should be convicted of murder and murder during a rape, murder during sodomy and murder during a rape by an instrument. He faces life in prison without parole if he's found guilty.


Deputy Public Defender Katie Belisle said Palmer was "humiliated" when Haynes said "He can't get it up!" as she had sex with a random man she had just met.

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https://ibb.co/jc1A5S

"Residents of two suburban Maryland counties were on the alert today for suspicious signs which might lead police to a masked rapist who has attacked 26 women over the last year. Officials of Prince George's County, which adjoins the District of Columbia, disclosed Friday that massive police efforts to trap the attacker had failed and the public was being called on for help. Police said the man's usual method of operation was to force his way into dwellings, threaten his victims with a knife or gun and assault them He wears Ku Klux Klan type hood, its color and material varying, according to his victims. Completely Clothed He has usually worn gloves and has been so completely clothed that until recently his race or age could not be determined, police said. But this sketchy description was finally compiled: White, in his late teens or early 20s, slender and of medium height. Police said the rapist's victims ranged in age from 18 to 50. When a victim's husband was at home, the husband was tied up and the woman assaulted in another room. Some of the women were beaten, officials said, and their homes burglarized."

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https://melmagazine.com/arturo-alva-moreno-was-9-11-victim-2-754-or-was-he-987ab8e4a6f0

Arturo Alva-Moreno Was World Trade Center Victim #2,754. Or Was He?
His daughter is certain he died at the World Trade Center. But as far as the government is concerned, he never even existed
Her father said he worked at the top of the Tower, midway between the ground and the sky. So he must have been in there, somewhere, when the plane hit and the Tower vanished on September 11, 2001.

He wasn’t supposed to be there. Not really. He was an undocumented immigrant. He had no work permit. His papers were forged. But he was definitely there, right at the top. She was sure of it. Where else could he be?

Arturo had told her he washed dishes at Windows on the World, the fancy restaurant at One World Trade Center, up on the 106th floor. He made a few bucks an hour, but he sent cash to Mexico whenever he could. The cash stopped in the second week of September 2001, and there were no more stories from the restaurant at the top of the world. But there was another phone call. The man on the line was from the Mexican Consulate, the one opposite the Chrysler Building. Someone had found Arturo’s wallet in the rubble, hidden beneath the twisted metal and scattered debris. The call confirmed what Laura already knew: Her father died in the World Trade Center.

“Many Mexicans worked in the U.S. under a false name or with a fake ID, which made it difficult for their loved ones to claim them,” Padilla explains. They — the undocumented — worked menial jobs, had no Social Security numbers, got paid in cash, sacrificed their identities. Arturo was part of this underground labor force — one of the invisible, careful not to leave a paper trail. Now, the feds wanted proof he lived in New York — “A document with his name on it, or a witness,” Padilla remembers — or his family wouldn’t receive a death certificate.

Padilla chews over the few clues. “Maybe Arturo was living under a different name like many other illegal immigrants,” he says. “But maybe he didn’t live in New York. Maybe he didn’t die in the 9/11 attacks. Who knows! The family’s payment from the September 11th Victim Compensation Fund could’ve reached $7 million. Can you believe that?”

He wonders if Arturo seized an opportunity — the ultimate opportunity — to disappear; if he exploited an American tragedy. “Many people I talked to in New York thought he was alive and living in California,” Padilla says. “I was thinking of searching for him, but I need time and money to do that.”
 
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