SATWAR REVENGE 101

In 2001 a horrible mistake was made but one which must have been made to determine just how far these people will go to lie, cheat, and steal. The mistake was when our friendly little peeping tom decided to give attention to someone we had grown fond of and had affection for. Our friendly little peeping tom decided to play this playground game of becoming a protector and bearing fruits of liberty while they kept on saying they were not doing anything wrong. We should have learned at that point to not even talk to them or even bother trying to get anywhere with them. Even though we tried not to talk to them and tried to escape the attention of a peeping tom, they felt it necessary to break this rule repeatedly and at last count, around 7000 times. We made one mistake and for this they trumped up all these charges, imprisoned us for three years, made a big deal and grand standard how they were defending liberty, and taking advantage of us and the situation. They keep saying they are seeking liberty and were attacked, etc… so we made one mistake not to be repeated ever again. That mistake was to try and defend the last remnant of what we had left, which was not already stolen. They pulled a final sucker punch.

That one mistake has led us to just vow to not make a second mistake. We headed for the borders and knew the circumstances were not favorable. In the process of heading for the border, we get a home invasion and an even higher level of nonsense and the same thing. This time, we did not make any mistake and they came to battle in our own residence, in the middle of the night. You would think justice would be done this time but it was the same thing again. We did not make a second mistake and will not. We do not even want to talk to these people or violate the rule of trying to communicate with them. If there is a complaint, it is official and through real prosecutors and lawyers. Regardless, the situation does not change or improve. We are not going to make the same mistake and try to reason with these people when we know there is nothing there to reason with. We have made it clear and document the thousands of demands to not even talk or speak to us unless it is official and with real prosecutors and lawyers present. It always falls to deaf ears and there is always a trap. They would probably do the same thing if it was 2001 again, a third sucker punch because they are so tough and powerful. As the prison guards, they decide everything so they say.

We would like to set the record straight and explain the situation in the theoretical. It is very difficult to explain who we are dealing with and what they are willing to do. If we had the ability to prove what kind of people they are we would. However, they have basic rudimentary surveillance equipment and we are the masters of the satellite world. This is the father of satellite warfare so the evils of this world do not escape the masters. The problem is not strictly what these people are up to but also how they can or cannot reconcile what they do to others. We want to know what kind of people they truly are and how far they will go to protect this code of silence. Will they sacrifice their loved ones and sacrifice those whom they have affection for?

This is just an example of what has been going on and just some of the things these people are doing. Understand we are decent people and respect others. However, when you are face to face with a devil who does not want consider basic human decency, privacy or giving up once you know you got busted; then you will understand what type of characters these people are. It feels like someone you cannot get rid of and the frustration of dealing with them makes you want to rake their eyes out and scream rape because they are too needy, too persistent, and refuse to go away.

If we could play the game they play with the tools we master, high technology satellites and warfare, we could embarrass them in every single word they even open their mouth. They take advantage of and give attention to what we have affections for, squatting. After they squat, you do not know and are confused if you want to return to those affections. They sit there and pressure you or try to embarrass you each and every moment possible. They enforce a code of silence and insist how they are corrections officers. They have no sense of embarrassment or shame less any respect for others privacy. With the tools of the masters of satellite warfare, we could easily settle the score very easily and really define the word embarrassment. We could define to the infinite level the very demeaning effort done to us in such a vicious, shameless, intrusive, and annoying manner.

These people watch you constantly and then turn around and tell you they are watching you. They make and use every opportunity to maximize their productivity. They use every possible opportunity to squirm into your life, take advantage of your kindness, take advantage of the idea you are an unsuspecting individual they are seeking. There is a reason why tyrants and despots falter in a snap of a finger, because there is never any excuse for their existence.

Up to this point, all we have been informed by the real authorities is “they are under surveillance.” We have given instructions on how to take what is called a “test of malice” where a word, phrase, or numbers are randomly generated and repeated eventually. Given those theories of imbecility, embarrassment, humility and taking advantage of others looks rather easy to people who are truly powerful. These people think this code of silence is going to protect them. They do not think, for one waking moment, that their work may be used to test what type of people they are.

Here is an example of a question that looms over the heads of everyone. There is criticism, how these people who play these little games, would sacrifice their kids just to save their own skin. They would hold onto the code of silence while watching their own children suffer from embarrassment and humility.

Take a look at how they have polluted our life, our soul, and turned us into some living dead; a creature which they are all about and all the same. It is this idea that they are the same which refuses to respect the differences and qualities of others. This chapter is about how much we are the same and who is living in the land of giant gargantuan monsters. Don’t say how we are penniless when our catastrophe is the result of being a hostage to people who are penniless and needy. Our destiny and our fate have already been determined and everybody is reading it and will be for the next millennia. The people behind this are only a flea that everyone wants to squash so they do not have to read more or about them. Take a look at what that flea is doing and what it wants.

It is not fair how awful these people are and how disgusted their behavior is. However, it is also unfair and unfortunate we do not have all the film footage needed to make a very clear and concise explanation. We have thousands of squirrels in the forest looking for a nut at this time and some of them are so powerful they have made sure we do not get any nuts ourselves. What they need to understand is if we were the same as them or just like them, we would become the vile and disgusting creature with an existence which is so rude and so debilitating to others. As the masters of satellite warfare, they need to understand just how sweet it would be, if we were not such decent people. The porn industry would be enlivened. Pregnant teens would be flooding sex parties. Gay porn would have a flood of new stars. There is a limitless level of opportunity if we were dependent or controlling. If we were anything near what these people are, they would be in serious trouble and within really dire straits. We just not like them, it is that simple. These people think they can get away and they are so much smarter, so sneaky, so powerful and forcefully rude. These people would not stand a chance at their own games and they know this but continue on while they say how scared they are or how they are becoming concerned with the situation. This is how stupid the human creature can become and how they do things which leave your mind in utter confusion.

For research value, it would be a tremendous opportunity to study how technology affects behavior now and how it changes it in the future. Will technology and technical capabilities make these people any more terrible or will their behavior have any rational improvements? It would be a tremendous opportunity to study every single person behind this standoff and see how things change or how their behavior changes, if at all, in order to understand what kind of people they are. We know they lie, cheat, and even steal; the question is whether or not they feel stupid when their own game is used to tremendous effect on themselves. It is just too pathetic of a situation to consider or think about because you just do not want to get involved or want to get to know them. When you have every possible possibility available or at your disposal, you feel guilty and you feel like a thug, you want to ignore the matter than become what you despise so greatly. These people are not what they make themselves out to be and they are nowhere near the powerful people they say. However, they are so enthralled by their own reality that they cannot seem to figure out they are nothing but a flea in an ocean of gargantuan monsters. Take a look at what that flea is doing and what it wants. It is difficult to explain why or how, but it is just the very same reason why they would put so much effort to steal such a stature. The people behind this need to know the reality and how they will never achieve this stature, their demise will come quicker than their ability to catch up. These people need to understand what the problem is and how they will never reach this stature. They will perish from this earth never even knowing what this stature is or is about.

When you have thousands of squirrels in the forest on the perimeter looking for a nut, you have a tendency to not get too involved. However, if you have to leave this world with such spite and anger, your soul wants to be at rest. You want to know if these people will throw their own kids away just to save their own skin if they were as evil as who made them. They probably do not feel embarrassment or shame so we will never know or will ever find out. We are not that kind of people or that type of people even if it is done to us and every sense of decency is violated while creatures of the dark try to take advantage of our kindness. We would love to make family movies of them and show the entire world to see even if we had to pay the ultimate price to set our soul free. However, the fact is when you deal with the worst of this world; you cannot be like them or be the joke they truly are. It is entertaining up to a certain level and anything after becomes extremely irritating. It is imperative to stand for principles and to make it clear we are the best soldiers in the world, do not test it or question it with insignificant games of novelty. After a full decade of this and thousands and thousands of squirrels in the forest, you develop this view of arrogance, expediency, detachment and almost emotionless. You just do not have the power or the insignificance to pay attention to thousands and thousands of the sleeping dead. You pray justice occurs but you reach a point where you do not want to give it any thought or effort. Maybe your enemies have won and defeated you by taking or draining your soul. Maybe they have filled you will so much pollution; there is just nothing inside you anymore. Maybe they have turned you into a walking dead just like them.

The left probably look at the right with the level of ignorance and disbelief similar to how they view the left with an equal adoration. After all of this exposure to these people, they must be so affected by the matter they embody the full roast of the right and the full flavor of the left. There is no way they are able to endeavor this battle of gargantuan monsters versus flea and not have an internal transformation. By battling the right, the left is pushed so far left it is beyond the sight of even the best soldiers in the world. Maybe this is the rationalization of their madness and their slip deeper and deeper into some mutual insanity. The right becomes more into reality while the left becomes so detached and far from a human being, they are a walking dead. Regardless, they always come back again and again until it confuses the mind about what type of character or person they truly are.

It is just a daily struggle knowing that a colony of fleas is abusing their powers and using their authority to invade you life and take advantage of everything they can. It is a daily struggle to restrain the desire to unleash the powers of the universe onto a flea who is trying to run quicker than their career as a peeping tom will take them. It is just a struggle to end the career of a peeping tom who you know has violated you, others you have affection for, and if left untouched your own children. It is a struggle to be a gargantuan in a land of a thousand fleas who are trying to make a life as a peeping tom one where they can invite themselves into your life, take advantage of you and your kindness, then try to increase their productivity any way they can.

What is even harder to accept is how they do it to make you uncomfortable. It is always the same excuses and the same pathetic whiny exclamations of needy servitude. It is hard to accept what they do and it is even harder to hear a justification and excuse for their behavior. It is hard to accept how they are here, what they are doing, and how they seem to redress the matter in the most irritating manner possible. They feel their power and ability is based solely on the fact they are able to do whatever they want, whenever they want, to whomever they want, and because they can. This is exactly how adventurous the power and authority of the poor or uneducated can get; we hope there comes a day when the public will become as sickened by their behavior as we have and it will be beyond heaven to see the same people bleed at their own little games. Everything always blows up on them and it is so annoying how such a vagrant could affect your life in such a vile way. It is annoying to know, feel, and see how they abuse power and authority because they are such an annoying vagrant who has to be chased off or beaten with a stick before their behavior improves.

When these people say they have people who are trying to kill them or are after them, they are not joking. Take them seriously because it is not some trick of theirs. They are not some joke. For the past ten years, we have had thousands of people who claimed all sorts of authority while they snuck around along the perimeter telling us what they could or could not do. It was some effort to grandstand at first and when it got really annoying, it was like turning off the radio or television. It did not end there. The story never ends even when commandoes are chasing them and telling them to turn themselves in.

For ten years, it was a process of trying to take advantage of others or increasing their own productivity by being an annoying and unwelcome peeping tom. Not only do they do it, they try and make you uncomfortable. They try to dig up anything they can get their hands on and the smallest measly problem; then use it to make you feel uncomfortable or inferior to their authority. Then when you try to give them a warning or tell them to even try and explain; they come back with some grandiose story about how they are correction officers or story which is supposed to make your mouth drop. You just got raped or violated by a flea living in a land of gargantuan monsters and that flea is really trying to take advantage of your kindness. How do you react or cope with this scenario? How do you find the words or figure out what to do when they are constantly digging their own graves? Take a look at what that flea is doing and what it wants.

Obviously, these people have what is described as an overactive curiosity for someone else’s life. They have an overactive curiosity to tinker, intervene, mess things up, and annoy everyone. Then they turn around and declare how happy, caring, intelligent, and the authority so you must swallow your medicine. It is that attitude that makes you want to seriously hurt them if you were such a vagrant as they were. They are playing a game with others privacy and power because they are such weak human beings. They are such weak human beings, they must constantly find ways to increase their productivity and cheat every single way they can. Part of making others accept them or grow accustomed to them is how they take advantage of them because they feel they can. They feel they have to be like this because there is some conspiracy to eradicate them. They are taking advantage of people and making a career as a peeping tom until they grow accustomed to their authority or fall in love with them, attention seeking and waiting for a return of profit. This is what you consider a vagrant with an overactive curiosity and a peeping tom. They get up in your face at the smallest detail and problem while they try to make you feel uncomfortable and inferior to their madness and dependency. You cannot help but to want to rip them open and sink your teeth into them for being so poor and uneducated in attitude while acting tough and powerful. They think they are some police or a band of state law enforcement officials. They belong in an adult film and if they keep up their good works, they will be along with everyone they have affection for.

When we tell them and give them an order, which at last count was over 5,000 screaming orders from commandoes, you wonder if their disgruntled stupidity will ever kick in. Their behavior and existence is appalling and what they are doing here on their knees and bleeding us do not know or care. They can sit there all day about how they are the prisoners or the prison guards; they are still viewed as fleas living among a land of gargantuan monsters. If they live by their sword, chances are they will die by their own sword. When or after they take advantage of your loved ones, they turn around and justify it or explain how they are some corrections office. This is what is going on and what this code of silence is about. It is usually only the guilty people who come around and do crazy things which make you question why they are presenting themselves as such a shining star. They feel they are living a perfect lie or some perfect life and this is some justification how they violate everyone or their privacy. When did having a perfect lie or living a perfect life allow anyone to be a peeping tom or allow them the ability to take advantage of others and their kindness? In the field of SATWAR they have sealed their fate and we encourage them to turn them in before anyone gets hurt. Nobody has to get hurt even if they demand that everyone has to be hurt. We do not care if they keep demanding it is their home, nothing excuses their appalling behavior. We just want to do the right thing, diffuse the situation and enjoy our life and position as the champions of the world. When you are honorably retired, it is supposed to be a celebration. Instead it turns into a hijacked navy ship where zonked out strippers dash out of cakes and want to be commandoes also, how classic and how convenient. We will never have a normal life now.

Maybe if we left this earth we would leave an anonymous web site with every single video you could imagine. The last and dying wish of the masters of satellite warfare who may not be able to defeat them but we can at least stop them. However, this is the type of danger they put you in. We will never have a normal life for the rest of our waking life. Thank our little beastly annoyance on the left who just feels they are so powerful they can have their way and take advantage of everyone whenever and however they like. They just always have to figure out some way to cheat and increase their productivity. If we theoretically showed them how their life could be, could we ever stop them even if we could not defeat them?

The sad part is how someone has to keep them under close watch even if getting to know them is such a difficult expertise. It is appalling just knowing them and knowing what they are doing. Then they come into your home or office and laugh it up like nothing is going on while sneaking behind your back. This is some close encounter with an utmost vagrant, can anyone even top it? It would be very difficult and very hard to even come close to how annoying and how irritating this close encounter is. These people have an over active curiosity and they do not get embarrassed while they sneak around behind your back, write messages on the wall about some conspiracy to do them in, and how they need to be more aggressive and more powerful. It feels like you are sitting on a mountain and VC are everywhere and coming at you in wave after wave and you cannot press the button quick enough but you hear the sounds of things going off and detonating. So to entertain yourself you start making quirky voices and saying “you beaucoup VC” and you say it over and over until your enemy is laughing with you. You feel like the ultimate Shogun who fixing his hair and nails while a head viewing ceremony is being conducted and you don’t feel anything. You don’t feel anger, compassion, or any sense of right and wrong anymore. Even Al Qaeda has a sense of danger and some clue when commandoes are chasing them; this creature however is not so bright. You just wonder how you should react to someone so stupid. Someone has conditioned and cultured these people to this weakness and insignificance. Now they are acting out this sense of powerlessness because there is such a gap in between the two characters. Most creatures of this earth know something is wrong when commandoes are chasing them calling them VC, despots, tyrants, criminals, and a slag of humanity. This creature becomes emboldened and more courageous as if they are proud of it. Imagine what would happen if this was a company or business instead of public and government officials. It is pretty obvious this creature is spreading some type of disease of the mind. This creature is so stupid, you have to put your foot down and that does not help the situation much. They have no idea what people are willing to do or how people feel about them. They might be too stupid to exist but they claim to be the authority and prison officials. What is even worse, they say they are going to clean the situation up; doesn’t this reaffirm just how stupid they are? Doesn’t it reaffirm how they have no sense of danger even when commandoes are chasing them and screaming at them?

That is not the biggest complaint. The biggest complaint is interfering in money matters. Everybody has credit cards which total around five thousand dollars. Everybody makes long term investments. Everybody wants to make money. These people take what is just average spending and credit and exacerbate it by cutting off all inputs while increasing the outputs to drain your bank account. Now they have you in a state of financial disrepair. Next thing you know they want you to call them about a position as a credit counselor. They put you in financial dire straits because you are careful and spend wisely. They put you in financial straits because you do not want to spend or spend on them. They put you in financial straits because they want you to be taxed fully and cruelty. It makes you really want to hurt these people. They say you have a credit problem when you do not. They make you a complete pariah to the business world. They say you are not allowed to invest and make money because they value labor and hard worked. They see themselves with this take a positive and make it a negative while they take a negative and say it is a positive. They said they beat us fair and square when we know they cheat furiously. Then when commandoes are chasing them, they are just too stupid to understand while they look around and say how they are there to protect them. These are the commandoes and the masters of the satellite warfare realm; do not piss them off anymore than already. The problem is not strictly what they do but also how they reconcile it.

The main problem of this entire matter is contained in this book. However, the events which cause the troubles of the cyber and satellite warfare program was the left demanding how they wanted or desired credit worthiness. The left said if we wanted liberty, they had to be granted liberty. They said if we want credit worthiness, we had to cooperate and figure out how they could have credit worthiness or go along with lending practices. We had perfect credit but they came in and terrorized the situation, like this life story, and turned what is or were perfect into a mess. They burned up anything which could be used and burned any ability to live up to freedom and liberty. Then they turned around and charged at the idea they wanted liberty. As they were doing this, reputations and business representations became severely strained if not permanently damaged. It was like a mad mob on a riot. They were also making jobs and employment opportunities a bad experience. After day in and day out of their effort, you get sick of them and do not want to work for anyone. They were using power and influence to usurp employment opportunities, then turn around and justify it as a corrections officer who determined who works where and when. They run the matter exactly like prison guards and were training us to be or become prison wardens for the rich and the best of the best. We saw what they were doing and how careful they were not to get caught and decimated them. After all the employment problems, only Non Governmental Organizations (NGO) or global business groups were chosen, but this would not be because we could not break the blockade or what had been done to smear our name and reputation. Now they wanted a fight and a confrontation if any complaint was to be answered. This is the problem with unleashing the poor to terrorize others with their politics and the crisis with authority when it comes from the left, the poor, and those who have flooded North America in search for land and liberty. Now we have to deal with them and cope with a peeping tom who wants come closer.

Cleveland sues banks over foreclosures[1]

‘We have to hold accountable those who are responsible,’ mayor claims

Updated 4:57 p.m. ET, Fri., Jan. 11, 2008

CLEVELAND - The city of Cleveland, an epicenter of the nation's home foreclosure crisis, has sued 21 banks and claimed their subprime lending practices created a public nuisance that hurt property values and city tax collections.

The lawsuit was filed Thursday in Cuyahoga County Common Pleas Court, and seeks to recover hundreds of millions of dollars in damages, including lost taxes from devalued property and money spent demolishing and boarding up thousands of abandoned houses.

Cleveland Mayor Frank Jackson said Friday that the buying and selling of high-interest mortgages by some of the nation's biggest banks had devastated city neighborhoods struggling to recover after the loss of manufacturing jobs. "We have to hold accountable those who are responsible," Jackson said at a City Hall news conference.

Jackson compared the impact of the mortgage practices to the harm caused by drug dealing and said the motive was the same: profits. The mayor said the city has faced skyrocketing foreclosure-related costs, including police and fire protection for abandoned homes, the expense of maintaining the properties and lost taxes. The foreclosure crisis has been bad news for nearby homeowners and cities across the country because they lead to falling property values and increased crime.

Cleveland is not the first city to sue lenders over recent mortgage troubles. On Tuesday, Baltimore sued Wells Fargo, alleging the bank intentionally sold high-interest mortgages more to blacks than to whites in violation of federal law. The Baltimore suit alleged that Wells Fargo targeted black neighborhoods for high-risk and unfairly priced loans. Spokeswoman Debora Blume said in a statement that the company does not consider race when making loans.

Cleveland based its legal challenge on a state law that relates to public nuisances.

Jackson and Law Director Robert Triozzi said Cleveland should have been excluded from the frenzy of selling mortgage-backed securities to investors. The practice, known as securitization, became popular during the housing boom earlier this decade. Triozzi said the big banks were targeted because of the their practice of pushing subprime mortgages to fuel profitable bond sales.

The city said Cleveland housing prices remained relatively flat amid industrial layoffs as real estate values jumped elsewhere. The suit claimed that even though these issues were well documented, investment bankers pushed loans to investors at the expense of borrowers.

The list of defendants includes both banks involved in a $4.1 billion takeover announced Friday — Bank of America Corp. and Countrywide Financial, which will be bought by Bank of America. The acquisition will make Charlotte, N.C.-based Bank of America the nation's biggest mortgage lender and loan servicer. Bank of America spokeswoman Shirley Norton said she couldn't comment on the lawsuit because she knew nothing about it. A message and e-mail seeking comment were left at Countrywide offices Friday.

Deutsche Bank Trust Co. and Wells Fargo & Co. were named in the suit as foreclosing the largest number of homes over the past four years in Cleveland and surrounding Cuyahoga County. Deutsche Bank Trust was estimated to have 4,750 foreclosures in that period, and Wells Fargo had roughly 4,000, the lawsuit stated. Deutsche doesn't comment on pending litigation, spokesman John Gallagher said Friday. A Wells Fargo spokeswoman said the bank could not provide an immediate comment.

"There is no doubt, in terms of the resources, there is going to be somewhat of a disparity _ a big disparity," said Joshua Cohen, the lawyer leading the lawsuit. "We're confident in our theory and what we have alleged. We knew exactly what we were taking on." Ohio Attorney General Marc Dann is considering a state lawsuit against investment banks. Dann said a state filing is months away and probably wouldn't be submitted as a public nuisance case.

A report commissioned last November by the U.S. Conference of Mayors projected that 361 metropolitan areas would take an economic hit of $166 billion in 2008 because of the rise in foreclosures.

Copyright 2008 The Associated Press.

When we moved to upstate New York, we were gang tackled. It seemed like someone pressed the rewind button and the play button again and again. Just recently, a radio talk show host who claims to be a republican has been letting the people who were behind this come on his radio show and explain, albeit in a clandestine way. We are not able to take any action when it is so clandestine and careful. Today, Monday, January 15, 2007 the same people made an effort to contact us again. Bauer, the radio host, attributed the “community of Buffalo, NY” as the party behind the matter. You know, it is that cat and mouse game of people who are so stupid; they make it impossible to take any legal action against them. We know the effort is to blame the right, we do not understand why there is an effort by some people on the right to assist the left or protect them. Bauer, rather than trying to be some middle man or intermingle with people who he knows is involved in a racketeering scam, should do the right thing and not joke around how he knows secrets and is a mediator to the situation. That is really annoying and he should not be protecting them or choosing the code of silence before the card of his life is thrown on the table by the prosecutors.

Bauer would not go into more detail beyond saying “Buffalo” and “City Hall.” Furthermore, he was letting people contact us and call in about complaints or explaining what they were doing. They had already called in and explained the financial dire straits and why they were trying to take advantage of our kindness. Now they were explaining the peeping tom problem. Imagine a peeping tom trying to make you feel uncomfortable as if you were doing something wrong because that is how they like to send out a hello. It makes you feel totally violated and as if a sexual pervert is overly curious with you.

Whoever was behind it is in regular contact with Bauer the radio host and he feels powerful being a middle man. Almost like a gateway between the authorities and a serial killer running loose because he is in danger from both parties if he betrays them. Yet these people, whoever they are, are playing Russian roulette with the situation hoping it will go away and nobody will ever question or challenge their authority. Note, this is also coming from right wing or self declared republican personalities. These people are linked to someone who claims to be republican and also the New York State Corrections Department. Again, it is a peeping tom who is trying to take advantage of you and trying to make you feel uncomfortable when they are looking into your window. Then they have the nerve to send a warm hello when they were busted on the first try. We actually got word from a guardian angel they were spying on us, reading email, and sucking up anything they could get their hands on, illegal or not. Bauer decided to enforce the code of silence and not take a stand against his cohorts but he knew it was going on and how they were calling in explaining themselves. It’s just they did not give any opportunity to forward the information to the real prosecutors because they are in hiding from the real authorities.

Another person who came onto the show was a representative of the New York State office of National Security. What that means we have no idea. However, they came out with a new identification card or drivers license which is going to be given to illegal immigrants and anyone who comes into the nation through the state of New York. This was the response from New York to the problem of illegal immigration and crime from this illegal immigration. They did not respond to the liberty issue and we do not know if it is the right or the left who were speaking because they were speaking through Bauer, the republican, and justifying everything that happened which aggravated us even more and made the situation irritating. This chapter was to just explain how patient we have been and to explain how do not enjoy being taken advantage of or being on the end of a peeping tom who likes people we have affection for also. We will say it again, these people are just too stupid to understand the reality and the reality of the situation even if commandoes are chasing them and tracking them down. They feel the show is about them and how they are there to protect them or this code of silence. They are just poor and uneducated and we cannot help the fact that they are also ugly, obese, stupid, angry, and have mental disorders. They violate all the rights human beings are given and turn around demanding liberty or existence on these borders; further, they are not doing a very good job at this. It is just going to piss everyone off even more. Backwards pioneers who are now transparent and see through trying to win this case. At least we are honest with them and do not insult their intelligence or create more and more stories to fit the picture.

Many Think Mafia Involved in Naples Trash Crisis

By Sylvia Poggioli

Trash piles up in Naples.

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Sylvia Poggioli, NPR

A street near San Carlo Opera House in Naples, Italy, is one of many filled with trash due to the recent garbage crisis.

Author Roberto Saviano

Sylvia Poggioli

Author Roberto Saviano says he thinks the Camorra, a mafia organization, is involved in creating the garbage crisis in Naples.

All Things Considered, January 11, 2008 · The Italian city of Naples is suffocating under mountains of garbage.

All the local dumps are full, and many Neapolitans believe Camorra, a mafia organization with huge economic power and political influence, is behind the crisis.

Roberto Saviano, the author of a griping and brutal account of how the Camorra works, has carefully studied the nuts and bolts of the group's waste-management business. It allows northern regions, like Tuscany and Umbria, to remain bucolic, while illegally dumping their waste at low costs in the south.

The Camorra has disposed of all kinds of dangerous toxic wastes from northern companies — printer toners, residues from leather tanneries, harmful dusts from pharmaceutical companies. That gets mixed with cement, non-metal car parts and even the remains of the dead from paupers' graves (which have to be disposed of every 50 years).

Saviano says anti-mafia investigators estimate the Camorra's turnover in illegal waste management alone is close to a billion dollars a year.

In a region where there are no high-tech incinerators, more and more agricultural land has been bought up for landfills, and medical research has shown the region's soil is increasingly poisonous — the long-term effects of which can only be guessed at.

"This led to a silent plague that has killed hundreds and hundreds of people. I am scared not only by what I drink and breathe, but what really terrifies me is the idea of having children," Saviano says.

Saviano goes everywhere with a 24-hour police escort. For more than a year, he has been living under a Camorra death sentence triggered by his book Gomorrah.

The book, the result of undercover investigative reporting and long research in court records, has sold a million copies in Italy and recently came out in the United States.

To get the story, Saviano, who is only 28, worked in an illegal textile factory, as a waiter for Camorra weddings and on construction sites.

Naples has the highest murder rate in Europe — more than 100 people were killed last year. The region has Europe's highest ratio of drug dealers to inhabitants.

Saviano believes the Camorra is bigger, more powerful and more dangerous than the better known Sicilian Cosa Nostra.

While the mafia has a pyramid command structure, based on family clans, the Camorra is horizontal, a federation of groups that each has a high degree of decision-making autonomy, he says.

"They sell drugs outside, to Sicilians, Romans, in Lombardy, in France. It is banned for locals to consume drugs. If locals sniff coke, the bosses will break their bones," Saviano says. "They do that to control the territory and their subordinates. The Camorristi are also moralists: They don't want drug addicts or homosexuals among their ranks."

Saviano says in the suburb of Mondragone there's a group that goes around killing addicts and even people with HIV to ensure the virus does not spread. Besides cocaine, the other major Camorra activity is high-fashion knockoffs. Saviano says investigators have shown that the fashion industry is the Camorra's favorite sector to launder money.

"Every top Italian designer label is copied … but none of these designers has ever denounced the counterfeiters. And the reason is that the knockoff market is actually useful for the designer label — it offers free publicity, it makes the designs visible all over the world, and it ensures their popularity," he says. "Moreover, very often, the originals and the copies are made with identical fabrics, in the same shops, by the same seamstresses. All controlled by the Camorra."

The Camorra understood globalization before many legitimate businesspeople did.

Saviano says the problem for authorities is that the Camorra's criminal enterprises are so closely enmeshed with legitimate businesses they are practically unassailable.

The Italian state and the European community are faced with a dilemma, the organized crime in Italy generates huge sums of money. The three major mafias have a turnover of 100 billion euros a year.

The small-business federation says organized crime is the biggest business in Italy — it accounts for 7 percent of GNP. This means that in an area where no one invests, organized crime is a major provider of jobs and controls votes.

Saviano says this means that one-third of Italy is in the grips of organized crime and condemned to a permanent state of underdevelopment.

Take a look at how they have polluted our life, our soul, and turned us into some living dead; a creature which they are all about and all the same. It is this idea that they are the same which refuses to respect the differences and qualities of others. This chapter is about how much we are the same and who is living in the land of giant gargantuan monsters. Don’t say how we are penniless when our catastrophe is the result of being a hostage to people who are penniless and needy. Our destiny and our fate have already been determined and everybody is reading it and will be for the next millennia. The people behind this are only a flea that everyone wants to squash so they do not have to read more or about them. All it takes is a few of them to sneak into our life and then they begin flooding into this book and our lives like a gateway to hell. These people make the worst public officials, the worst soldiers, the worst effort and the worst scenario having to cope with them or have them in your life. It is very difficult to come up with the right words and fumble how to be honest, but if honesty is necessary then they are too stupid and too weak to have any place on the pedestal of liberty. That is the left and why we will never have a normal life again. Thank this buffoon we call our little friendly peeping tom. Thank the undisputed masters of satellite warfare who could see right through everything. What is our reward? We will never have a normal life again.

Death without Mercy[2]

A Seemingly Perfect Marriage Goes Up In Smoke

Jan. 5, 2008

(CBS) In November 2005, quiet and sleepy Morgantown, W.Va., was left shaken when the body of James "Jimmy" Michael was discovered inside his burning home. As correspondent Susan Spencer reports, the death appeared suspicious to police from the get-go, and investigators soon focused on Michael's widow, Michelle.

Was Jimmy's death a homicide? And was there motive? The opening game for the 2007 West Virginia Mountaineers is the pride of the entire state. From small towns, to the most remote mountain valleys, kids here dream of being part of the excitement in Morgantown.

Young Michelle Goots, raised in nearby Clarksburg, was no different and her dream came true. "Shelly," as she liked to be called, was a straight-A student and cheerleader in high school. When she got to West Virginia University in 1990, her looks, brains and talent paid off: she won a coveted spot on the cheerleading squad. But Shelly also had a more serious side. "I knew I wanted to be involved with children somehow. That was never a question. I always wanted to be a pediatric nurse," she says. After graduation, she landed a job at Ruby Memorial Hospital in Morgantown.

Respiratory therapist Stephanie Estel remembers Shelly well -- hard not to, she says. "Cheerleader moves in the unit. And she was all about flirting with the boys that we worked with," Stephanie recalls. "I can remember she just came over and did this high kick to her ear and just kinda giggled and kept on walking."

But what Stephanie found annoying, apparently made a very good impression on another therapist in the unit, Jimmy Michael. But Jimmy was married to Stephanie, and they had two kids. And Shelly was also married to Rob Angus, and also had two kids. None of this appeared to deter her or Jimmy in the slightest. "Jimmy and I would talk off and on at work. And I knew that he and Stephanie were having issues. And Rob and I were not getting along very well," Shelly says. "And kinda just connected that way."

By the fall of 1998, Stephanie suspected something was up. Soon, both couples divorced. Just eight months after Shelly's divorce was final, Shelly and Jimmy, both 28, got married and moved to a house on Killarney Drive, only minutes away from Shelly’s job at the hospital.

It seemed like a perfect match, and Jimmy’s parents, Dennis and Ruth, say that "perfect" was very important to Shelly. "She wanted everybody to think that they were the perfect model family," Denny recalls. Jimmy had left the hospital to start a medical supply business and coached football in his spare time, while Shelly coached the cheerleaders.

On Nov. 28, 2005, the Michaels were home alone; their kids were staying with the exes. Jimmy turned in early, Shelly says, and was still asleep when she left the next morning. "I left to go to work around 6-ish. I got there about 6:10, 6:15. And I went in to do my normal routine work," Shelly remembers. Shelly says it was hours later - about 10:30 am - when she got a phone call telling her that her house was on fire. Shelly rushed back to the house. "Firemen everywhere. I was saying, 'Where is Jimmy? Where is he?' And they just kept saying, 'We don't know. We can't find him, we don't know,'" she recalls.

Firefighters fought the blaze for half an hour before finding Jimmy's remains in the master bedroom, still lying in what was left of the bed. Morgantown Police Detective Paul Mezzanotte says police initially thought they were dealing with a routine fatal fire. But he says his impressions changed the minute he got to the scene and began watching Shelly. "The people that were showing up, they seemed to be more upset than she was. And it was just kind of different when we talked to her that day," he recalls.

The more they talked, the more he was sure this was a "person of interest." Mezzanotte says Shelly "didn't have a reaction" and that he never saw her cry. "There was something that just kept drawing me to be around her. 'Cause something never sat right with me from the beginning of the investigation," he recalls. And then there was the crime scene itself, with Jimmy's body simply lying on the bed. "When we saw the body, something just stuck out to me that there wasn't something right with this," Mezzanotte explains.

Just three days later, the medical examiner confirmed why all these "somethings" weren’t right: Jimmy had not died in the fire, but was dead before the blaze even started.

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(CBS) No one was more determined to make Shelly pay than District Attorney Marcia Ashdown, especially given how rocuronium kills. "It's like being buried alive. Not being able to move," Ashdown says. The lead prosecutor on the case, Ashdown says that as paralysis slowly crept over him, a terrified Jimmy would have been totally helpless.

The state's theory of the crime is this: Shelly lifted the vial of rocuronium from the hospital, injected Jimmy - probably while he slept - and then around 6 a.m. left for work as usual, only to secretly return home some two hours later. Asked if she thinks Shelly had enough time in 17 minutes to head home, light a fire, and return to the hospital, Ashdown says, "Yes. It only takes, even by her own accounting, maybe four or five minutes one way, and how long does it take to flick a Bic?"

But why then was the fire not spotted until 10:30 a.m., two hours after Shelly was seen at the house? Ashdown says it's very significant that all the windows and doors to their bedroom were closed. "This was an oxygen-deprived fire, meaning that it could burn in a limited area for a period of time until some smoldering is sufficient to burn into something else that then becomes fuel," she says.

A fire that smolders for hours, then suddenly bursts into flames? To Shelly’s lawyer, Tom Dyer, that makes no sense. "This fire had to have started sometime after 10 o’clock. There’s no evidence of any delayed combustion device or anything like that," he points out. Not only is there no hard evidence against Shelly, Dyer insists she had no motive, not even the affair. Shelly’s reputation after all, was for loving and leaving her men. Not killing them. "She has had affairs and run around on other men previously, she's divorced previously, she’s taken advantage of her relationships with men in the past and never harmed any of them," he explains.

Prosecutors say the motive is obvious: it turns out Jimmy had recently taken out a half-million dollar life insurance policy. But despite the money, and despite the affair, Shelly swears she is innocent. As for the drug, rocuronium, Shelly says, "I work with it every day. And I had nothing to do with it." She has another suspect in mind. "I know that there was one person that gave him a lot of trouble all the time. Constantly. Made him miserable. Seemed like it was her point in life to make him miserable. And it worked," Shelly says. Shelly is talking about Stephanie Estel, Jimmy's ex wife. But she has an alibi: Stephanie was at home with her new baby. "Making trouble for somebody is a long way from injecting them with rocuronium and setting the house on fire. You can't believe that about her," Spencer tells Shelly. "I can believe that she is capable of it. Yes, I can," she replies.

But the challenge for the defense is to convince the jury that Shelly isn't capable of it and her lawyer is worried that jurors may decide to punish her for the affair, for lying, or for simply not being the bubbly ex-cheerleader and perfect mother she tried to present to the world. "She has a reputation for bein' a bit abrasive, bit of a disciplinarian around her children and those who were working with her and for her, under her at the hospital," Dyer says Asked if the jury is going to like Shelly, or whether it matters, Dyer says, "Sure. Absolutely. I mean, it's especially important when the state's case is entirely circumstantial."

(CBS) But Shelly doesn't always make herself easy to like. Out on bail, Shelly was put on strict home confinement by the court, not that she seemed to care. "We had people calling saying, 'I think I saw Michelle Michael drive by the Killarney house,'" Ferrara recalls. "Is it possible she was getting her nails done?" It turns out Shelly stopped by a nail salon.

"Did she not understand?" Spencer asks Tom Dyer. "Honest to goodness, Susan, she is indignant that she's on home confinement during this period of time. She is highly indignant that she's being accused of her husband's death," he replies. An equally indignant judge threw her in jail a month before the trial, which was moved 150 miles to Charleston, because of all the publicity. If that fazed Shelly you'd hardly know it, even as the trial began: she was photographed giving a thumbs up, which was printed in the Dominion Post. "People couldn't believe it! How could she? She's on trial for the murder, how could she give a thumbs up?" Ferrara asks. "You'd think that her attorney would have warned her not to do that!"

Twenty months after the fire on Killarney Drive, all that was left was an impromptu memorial to Jimmy Michael. That, and a prosecutor totally convinced that it was his wife who killed him. Asked what she thinks her strongest evidence is going into the trial, Ashdown says, "The manner of death, the murder weapon." But prosecutors have no evidence directly linking Shelly to the murder weapon or any aspect of this crime, and her lawyer insists the circumstantial case is a weak one. "This is my first 'whodunit.' This is the first case that doesn't involve either direct evidence of guilt, an eyewitness, a smoking gun, so to speak, or a confession," Dyer says.

Prosecutors Marcia Ashdown and Perri DeChristopher wasted no time providing jurors with painful details of Jimmy’s death and lurid testimony of Shelly’s infidelity. Shelly's lover Bobby Teets testified about their affair. During excruciating testimony, Jimmy's dad wondered if even his son’s murder ended the affair. "I came in the back door and I went into the rec room. Bobby Teets was in his pajamas and he had his arms around Shelly, kissing her on the cheek. She immediately shoved him away when I walked in. And this was the night before the funeral," Denny Michael testified.

Admitting that the affair makes their client look bad, defense co-counsel Jim Zimarowski reminded jurors that motive without opportunity means nothing, and that Shelly had an alibi. The defense suggests the fire started shortly before it was spotted, around 10:30 a.m. Prosecutors say Shelly set it when she was seen at the house, shortly after 8 a.m. But, if that’s so, it would have had to have smoldered for two full hours before bursting into flames. To sort it all out, the state called on arson experts from the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives. They built six models of the Michael bedroom -- exact replicas down to the mattress, carpet and paint -- and set them on fire.

In the tests, the bedroom erupts into flames after smoldering for 2 hours and 12 minutes. Although, as the defense points out, that result came only after several failed tries. "They keep manipulating these things and the first five tests they can’t get anywhere near what they’re looking to prove, they can’t squeeze the square peg in the round hole," Dyer remarked during the trial. Still, the prosecution has scored points simply by showing it’s possible for a fire like this to smolder undetected for two hours.

(CBS) "There was never another person that we investigated with motive to do this and there was never another suspect that was developed," Mezzanotte says. And that, the defense argues, was the problem: police never really investigated anyone else -- not even others who had access to rocuronium, like Jimmy’s ex-wife. Stephanie Estel listened as the defense tried to finger her for this murder.

"From what I heard, she was unaccounted between 7:30 and 9:30 and her only other alibi between 6 and 10 were her husband, Dan. You verified all that?" Zimarowski asked Det. Mezzanotte. "Yes, sir," Mezzanotte replied. "And you took them at their word?" Zimarowski asked. "Why wouldn't I take them at their word?" Mezzanotte asked. "Why wouldn't you take Michelle Michael at her word?" Zimarowski asked. "Because every time I gave her an opportunity to do that she lied," Mezzanotte said.

Courtroom dramas on television often have dramatic moments when defendants take the witness stand to try to un-do damaging testimony. In real life, it almost never happens; certainly defendants whose repeated lies have been caught on tape don't testify. But with her case in seeming shambles, Shelly rolled the dice and stepped into the witness box.

Her lawyer, Tom Dyer, sympathetically elicits all the reasons she chose to lie.

Asked why she didn't tell the truth about leaving the hospital on the morning of the fire, Shelly testified, "I didn't want my boss to find out. I didn't want to get fired."

As for not admitting her affair to the detective, Shelly said, "I was ashamed of myself -- I just cheated on my husband and didn’t want to cause any more pain - make it worse."

The life insurance, Shelly insists, was for the children, though she was the beneficiary. She testified the couple had no debts, and that she had no motive to kill Jimmy.

On the stand, she reiterated that she had nothing to do with her husband's death or the fire at their home.

But prosecutor DeChristopher is merciless, saying Shelly killed out of greed. And she points to her initial 34-page insurance claim to show just how greedy Shelly could be. "You claimed reimbursement for 12 bottles of nail polish, totally $72?" DeChristopher asked.

"I had a big basket of nail polish - actually that’s probably an understatement," she testified.

"You requested reimbursement for Jim’s dress socks - 30 pair totaling $240, is that right?" the prosecutor asked.

"I guess so if it’s on there," Shelly said.

"You put a price on your framed wedding vows - $40," DeChristopher remarked.

"It was Michael's frame - yes," Shelly replied.

Over and over, DeChristopher ridicules Shelly’s claim that at heart she really is an honest person. "And in your interviews with Det. Mezzanotte, you lied to him over a hundred times, correct?" De Christopher asked.

"I lied a lot," Shelly said.

Cross-examination was brutal, but Shelly says she had to testify. "I didn’t do it and I wanted everybody to hear me," she explains.

The ex-cheerleader who had twirled and charmed her way through life could only hope that when the jurors saw her struggling in the witness box they saw an innocent person. Asked if she felt that taking the stand helped, Shelly tells Spencer " I don't know if it did or not."

(CBS) The jury was about to get the case, and nothing less than Shelly's future was on the line.

The decision might rest on how jurors saw Shelly: is she stills the perky cheerleader whose white lies made her the easy target of investigators, or is she a psychopath, a murderer of unimaginable cruelty?

As the trial winds down, Shelly insists again that she only lied because she was scared, not because she was guilty.

All those lies figure mightily in closing arguments. "Her lies are a symptom of her guilty knowledge," says prosecutor Marcia Ashdown dramatically, who recreates her version of the crime. "She had injected her husband with rocuronium and all she had to do take about a second," Ashdown told jurors, injecting a grapefruit in front of the jury box.

"And to get the fire started, this is all she had to do," Ashdown told jurors, flicking a lighter.

The evidence may be circumstantial, but Ashdown says it is overwhelming. "Who had access to the murder weapon? Who had access to the victim's home? Who had access to the victim's body? Who had motive or something to gain from Jimmy Michael's death?" she asks, "She's guilty of lying. Cheating. There's no question about that. Is she guilty of murder and arson? No!" Tom Dyer tells the jury. In a last ditch effort to plant doubt, the defense shocks the court by suggesting that perhaps no one is guilty - that perhaps this isn't even a murder. "So why is this guy found in bed?" Dyer asks. "Could it be suicide?"

Perhaps, Tom Dyer continues, Jimmy killed himself, making it look like a murder so his family would get the life insurance money. "He knows what rocuronium does. He's a respiratory therapist. He knows it's gonna give him a little bit of time to start a fire. It won't look like suicide," Dyer tells jurors. "This evidence alone is all the reasonable doubt you would ever need in a case like this." Jimmy’s family is appalled. "That's the most unbelievable part that my son would ever commit suicide," Denny says.

Finally, after eight days of testimony, the judge gives the case to the jury. After a day and a half, jurors reached a unanimous verdict: guilty, with a recommendation of mercy. They also found Shelly guilty on the arson charge. The murder conviction alone carries an automatic life sentence. "With mercy" only means parole is theoretically possible. Shelly seems stunned, emotionless. Her family takes it hard. "My daughter did not do this. Could not have done this. Would not have it in her to do it," Kathi says.

But Shelly never convinced Morgantown. "There are an awful lot of people who would love if Michelle Michael never saw the light of day again, again because of the type of crime it was," says Geri Ferrara. And she certainly hasn't convinced the Michaels. Asked if justice was done, Denny says yes. "I don't know how a person becomes the person she is to be able to do what she did," Jimmy's mother Ruth says. "She had planned this thing out -- what she thought would be maybe the perfect crime," Denny adds.

She will have ample time to consider what went wrong. Why someone so good at living the picture-perfect life fared so badly at the perfect crime. For the arson conviction, Shelly Michael got 20 years added to her life sentence for murder. Shelly's children now live with her ex-husband. She has not yet been permitted to see them. She will be eligible for parole in 2027.

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Right or Wrong?[3]

Was Susan Wright Pushed To The Edge When She Killed Her Husband?

Jan. 1, 2008

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(CBS) But Susan’s sister, Cindy, says she saw Susan’s bruises: “I’ve seen bruises all over her arms and legs. I’ve seen her on two different occasions with a black eye.” Susan’s friend, Jamie Darr-Hall, also remembers that black eye: “I think she was being abused quite often.” Susan, however, never reported any abuse to police while Jeff was alive. She even had a second child with him, and says the abuse got worse after their daughter, Kaily, was born. “She described herself as the wrapping on the package, that it was her job to make things look beautiful on the outside so that no one would wonder what it’s like on the inside,” says Cindy.

But inside the Wright house, Susan says there was nothing but emotional and physical pain, until Jan. 13, 2003, the last day of Jeff Wright’s life. Susan says Jeff had come back from a boxing lesson, and he had been using drugs. He started to spar with Bradley, who didn’t want to fight back. She says he started hitting Bradley and stormed off when his son started crying. Susan says she comforted Bradley and put him and Kaily, 1, to bed. Then, she says she confronted Jeff for the first time about his problems with drugs and violence.

“I couldn’t go on and I was AFRAID of him. I knew if I left him, he would kill me. But I had to ask him to get help. And that was my big mistake,” says Susan. “I wasn’t supposed to give him ultimatums. I wasn’t supposed to tell him what to do.” She says Jeff exploded, pushed her down on the bed and raped her. A moment later, he was back, this time holding a knife over her head. “I didn’t want to die,” she says. Even though Jeff was almost a foot taller than Susan and 100 pounds heavier, Susan says she overpowered him by kneeing him in the groin. She then grabbed the knife, and started repeatedly stabbing him - 193 times.

“I was TERRIFIED because he was gonna kill me,” says Susan. “I knew the second that I stopped he was gonna get the knife back and then I was gonna be the one that would be dead.” After the ATTACK, Susan says she went into a state of SHOCK that lasted a week. Believe it or not, she says she thought Jeff was still alive. “I was TERRIFIED. I was panicked,” recalls Susan. “I thought that as soon as he woke up that he was gonna be mad and I had to get him out of the house.” She buried Jeff’s body in a shallow hole on the patio next to the bedroom. It was a hole that Jeff had dug as part of a home improvement project.

“I was so SCARED. I thought if I put him there and put some dirt on him that he would have a hard time getting out to come after me,” says Susan. “I sat on the sofa waiting for him to get up and I watched all night, waiting for him to come back.” That week, Susan cut away the bloody carpet, dragged the blood-soaked mattress to the backyard, painted the blood spattered walls and bought more dirt to pile on top of her husband’s body.

But she says she wasn’t trying to cover up a crime: “The house always had to be perfect and everything had to be in order and straight and neat. And it wasn’t.” Susan told her friend Jamie that she and Jeff had a terrible fight, and he had stormed off. Her friend advised her to call the police, file a report and change the locks. Two days after she killed her husband, Susan went to the police to get an order of protection against him.

(CBS) “She was very believable to me, very believable. She had bruises on her arms that were consistent as to what she said happened,” says Deputy Scott Hall, who photographed cuts on her hands that Susan said she got when Jeff ATTACKed her.

“I had thought she’d been assaulted and that she had a legitimate report she was making. I had no reason to suspect anything else.” Five days after killing her husband, Susan says she had a horrible feeling that something was wrong, and talked to her mother about it. “She asked if I killed him, and I just put my head down,” says Susan. “At this point, nothing was making sense to me.”

Susan’s mother knew her daughter needed a lot of help, so she contacted attorney Neal Davis. “She appeared to be completely out of touch with reality,” says Davis. “Because she appeared to think that her husband was still alive.” Davis then checked Susan into a psychiatric ward, and contacted the district attorney’s office. “All I did was write down an address on the back of my business card,” says Davis. “I said, ‘There’s a dead body at this address, and I can’t say anything else.’”

The family of Jeff Wright says they never saw it coming. “I consider her some type of animal,” says Jeff’s father, Ron Wright. Harris County Prosecutor Kelly Siegler says Susan Wright didn’t have to kill Jeff, and that there was a simpler solution: divorce.

“She plays the martyr very well,” says Siegler. “There’s nothing we could find that shows she’s telling the truth.” As the trial begins, Siegler knows that the jury could easily sympathize with Susan. “Mitigating factor from Day One was she’s a pretty female,” says Siegler.

“You have to make them see it and feel it and relive what happened to the victim. That’s how you make a jury understand how horrible a crime it is.”

Siegler reassembled the blood-soaked bed, on which Jeff was killed - in the middle of the courtroom, right in front of Susan, Jeff’s family and the jury. “The jury needed to appreciate how completely defenseless Jeffrey was when she did it,” says Siegler.

Siegler also demonstrated what police believe happened that night, and said it has nothing to do with self defense. Jeff’s body was found with neckties knotted around his wrists, and a terry cloth belt around one leg. Siegler told the jury they were used to lash Jeff to the bed: “So if the defendant were to get up on top of Jeffrey Wright - something like this - and straddle him.” Siegler said Susan seduced Jeff into agreeing to be tied to the bed with the promise of unusual sex. “She seduces him. She gets him nude. She gets herself nude," says Siegler. "She ties him up, like they had many times before, lights the candles to make him really think this is going to be a great romantic night.”

Siegler says Susan stabbed Jeff after she tied him to the bed. And she says that before Susan killed Jeff, she tortured him, making superficial slices to his penis. That’s a direct challenge to Susan’s claim that she killed her husband in self defense, when he came at her with a knife. But Siegler thinks she can prove how the crime happened. Medical examiner Dwayne Wolf confirms that Jeff had used drugs before he was killed. But more importantly, he says that Jeff was tied down while he was stabbed.

“Out of his 193 stab wounds, almost all of them were on the front of the body," said Wolf. "And if a person is not restrained, they’d be moving. I’d be moving. I would have stab wounds predominantly on my back as I’m heading toward the door.”

(CBS) Siegler also has to deal with Susan’s claims of abuse. And friends, customers and neighbors all said that Jeff seemed to love Susan and that they never witnessed any signs of abuse. But Susan’s mother, Sue Wyche, and her friend, Jamie Darr-Hall, testified that they saw bruises on her body.

Jeff also had a checkered past, had pleaded guilty to drug possession and had assaulted a former girlfriend. And Susan had to explain why, at 18, she was a topless dancer for two months.

After the prosecution rests, the stage is set for the most dramatic day of the trial. Accused killer Susan must now take the stand and tell her side of the story, as the star witness at her own trial. It’s up to her to convince the jurors that she was a battered wife, and that her husband ATTACKed her with a knife. To save her life, she said she had to stab him 193 times. “In his head and in his chest and in his neck and in his stomach and in his leg for when he kicked me,” says Susan. “I stabbed him in his penis for all the times that he made me have sex, and I didn’t want to and I couldn’t stop.”

Next, Susan reveals a detail that only her defense team has heard before. She says she stopped stabbing Jeff when she heard a knock at the bedroom door. She says she was covered with Jeff’s blood, put on a robe, hid the knife and opened the door. Standing there, she says, was their 4-year-old son, Bradley.

“She’s known all along. He heard it and she never told anyone about it,” says Siegler. “And my God, what did he see?”

Susan's lawyer, Neil Davis, however, says this admission proves his client is telling the truth about what happened and why: “Who would want to get up there and admit that their child knocked on the door unless it was true? Who would want to get up there and admit they used two knives instead of one unless it was true?”
But Susan also has to explain how ties found on Jeff’s hands and leg got there. She says she tied his body to a dolly she used to push him outside: “So that he'd stay on. I kept thinking that he was going to get up.” “Perhaps the most issue I felt, even more difficult than the 193 stab wounds, trying to explain to a jury how Susan thought her husband was still alive even though she just stabbed him 200 times and put him in a hole he dug in his backyard,” says Davis.

After five hours of questioning, Siegler gets her chance. She shifts the jury’s attention from Susan, the mother, to her past as a stripper. She also hammers Susan on whether or not she tied Jeff up before stabbing him. “And when you stabbed him, the 56th time or the 89th time, or the 158th time, was your arm getting tired?” asks Siegler. But Susan never wavers.

After eight days of testimony, Siegler has the last word: “What you’re left with is the word of Susan Lucille Wright, the word of a card-carrying, obvious, no doubt about it, caught red-handed, confirmed, documented liar.”

Now, it’s up to the jury to decide, and just as Siegler had feared, jurors have trouble seeing Susan as a murderer. But it’s hard for them to forget the blood-soaked bed, and they had it reassembled when they deliberated.

Two days later, they reached a verdict: guilty.

(CBS) "It’s a SHOCK,” says Susan. “I just assumed that because what I was saying was the truth that everyone would believe it.”

“I had no idea how anyone could look in her eyes and listen to her and not believe her,” says Susan’s sister, Cindy Stewart.

But it turns out that the jury did do just that, and jurors say her story just “wasn’t believable.”

What was most troubling to jurors was Susan’s motive. They say they couldn’t say what happened, what drove her to the edge.

But there were hints during the trial about what might have motivated Susan to murder her husband, including allegations that Susan saw her own mother abused, a charge her mother has denied.

After the trial, Susan’s sister, Cindy, says she won’t see her parents again, “because I love my sister.” She claims their father sometimes beat her and her mother, and Susan saw it. But no one ever called the police.

And Cindy says that explains what happened the night Susan killed her husband: “I understood why she stabbed him so many times. She said she stabbed Jeff for all the times he punched her in the chest. And she stabbed him in the penis for all the times he raped her in the middle of the night. And she stabbed Jeff for my father.”

Just as Susan’s mother did on the stand, both of her parents denied Cindy’s accusations in an off-camera conversation with 48 Hours. They said they’ve been good and loving parents, and that Cindy’s charges have no merit or foundation at all.

Once the jurors convicted Susan, they have to decide her punishment, which could be anything from probation to life. In the end, the jurors give Susan 25 years. Does Susan regret killing Jeff? “There are days that I miss him, but like I said, that night he was going to live or I was.”

Susan’s lawyers plan to appeal her conviction, arguing that Siegler prejudiced the jury with her "bloody bed" re-enactment.

Susan Wright is seeking a new trial. Her children, Bradley and Kaily, were adopted by their uncle, Ron Wright and his wife Sharon. Susan’s sister Cindy has re-established a relationship with her parents.

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Capture the Queen[4]

She's Young, She's a Con, and She Is Evading Law Enforcement

Dec. 1, 2007

(CBS) On July 4th, 1999, Brooke Leigh Henson was reported missing in the small, quiet town of Travelers Rest, S.C., prompting a police investigation to locate the young woman.

There was a potential break in the case in 2006, when police got wind of a woman calling herself "Brooke Henson" in New York City. But as correspondent Peter Van Sant reports, as investigators dug deeper they uncovered an intricate web of lies, spun by a woman named Esther Reed.

The "Brooke Henson" in New York was taking classes at the prestigious Columbia University, and had told friends she had a lucrative career as a professional chess player. But that scenario seemed far-fetched to South Carolina Detective Jon Campbell. That's because the missing person Campbell was after was a free-spirited young woman who never made it past the tenth grade. "I didn’t think it was possible that Brooke had gone to New York and somehow got into an Ivy League school after she'd been a high school dropout," Det. Campbell explains.

But the Brooke in New York seemed genuine: she could even answer personal questions provided to police by her aunt Lisa Henson. But when Lisa saw a photo of the New York woman in July 2006, she was not looking at her niece. Campbell called back to the NYPD, hoping to get some DNA from the mystery woman; police made an appointment to get a sample, but "Brooke Henson" never showed up. The woman using Brooke's name was actually another missing person, Esther Elizabeth Reed. Like Brooke, Esther had disappeared in 1999.

As police would learn, the mystery of Esther Reed is a cross-country saga of fraud, fake identities, and frustrated dreams. It all began in the rural community of Townsend, Mont., where Esther was born and raised. People there remember her as a young woman with talents, and troubles. Edna Strom, one of Esther's eight older siblings, showed 48 Hours Esther's childhood home, where new owners found a trunk full of the young woman's belongings and mementos, including pictures.

In photos, Esther looked like a happy young girl. But the happy child would grow into a sullen, maladjusted teen, who wrote in a 1999 e-mail to her sister Edna, "When I was 14, I learned how to lock myself up in a little box and I had no idea how to unlock it. …I feel like I had this wall surrounding my soul and I couldn't get out and nothing could get in." Like many teens, Esther was self-conscious about her weight, and had trouble coping when her parents divorced in 1995. "She was having a lot of trouble at home and I think that interfered with her abilities as a student," remembers Jim Therriault, who was Esther's English teacher. He also coached her in the one school activity she really seemed to enjoy: competitive debate. "She wanted to be a lawyer. And she would be so good. But she always talked about going to school, to Harvard," Edna remembers.

But despite her smarts, Esther dropped out of high school as her emotional problems mounted. "What do you think Esther saw when she looked in the mirror?" Van Sant asks Therriault. "Somebody she didn't want to be. Someone she didn't like. Someone I think she would have done anything to escape from if she could have," he replies.

The first of many escapes came when Esther and her mother Florence moved from Montana to the Seattle area, where her sister Edna was living. But in 1998 tragedy struck when her mother died after a long battle with cancer. Edna says Esther was close to her mother. "My mom was Esther's champion," Edna explains. "Esther felt like no one understood her but my mom. And when my mom died she felt like it really didn't matter. That she didn't matter to anybody anymore."

At the same time, 3,000 miles away in South Carolina, a similar tale of teenage angst was playing out in Brooke Henson's house. Like Esther, Brooke had also quit high school, and worse, had started dating a known bad boy. Det. Campbell says the boyfriend, Ricky Shaun Shirley, had convictions for drug violations and assaults. When 20-year-old Brooke disappeared, hours after getting in an argument with him, the family quickly focused its suspicion on Shirley and his friends. And when the cops came calling, Shirley clammed up. "He got a lawyer," Campbell recalls.

With no cooperating witnesses and no body, Brooke's case was little more than a tangle of rumors and country gossip. But it all pointed in one direction. "I believe she was killed. And her body was disposed of," Campbell tells Van Sant. Asked if it is possible that Brooke simply ran away, Campbell says, "I don't think Brooke was good enough to run away, to disappear entirely with a tenth grade education and drop off the face of the earth and not leave any trail."

(CBS) In 1999, the same year Brooke vanished, a 21-year-old Esther Reed changed her name for the first time, going by Liz, an abbreviation of her middle name. During this time, Edna's purse disappeared. "I lost my purse or it was stolen. I'm not sure which. But my checks and my ID are out there. So I filed a police report and then the checks started coming in," she recalls.

Months later, a policeman called Edna to tell her someone had been arrested at a local mall for theft and forgery. "He said, 'Well, the person we have arrested in Esther Elizabeth Reed.' And I just was in shock," she remembers. "It was like somebody slugged me in the stomach." Esther pled guilty and was sentenced to probation. Edna confronted her wayward little sister on the courthouse steps. "I just told her, 'You can't live like this, you know. You have ripped me off. And you know who are you?'" Edna remembers.

The next day, Esther e-mailed a letter of apology to her siblings. "I sit here in my room feeling probably as low as I have ever been in my life…," Edna reads from the letter. "I want to be a normal girl who makes good choices. I want to apologize to all of you as a whole. …I do want my family back, but I understand I have put that right in jeopardy. Love, Liz or Esther." Edna would never see her sister again. And from that moment on Esther Reed ceased to exist. Now a convicted criminal, Esther cut herself off from her family and began plotting her next move.

Natalie Fisher was one of Esther's first victims. The two met when Esther briefly rented a room from Natalie's brother. Esther allegedly scammed Natalie's brother out of thousands of dollars. She also got a hold of Natalie's Social Security number and phone card. "I got a phone call from a collection agency representing AT&T. And they informed me that I owed them like $400 or $500 in bills," Natalie recalls.

But the con game was just beginning: Esther got a driver's license in Natalie's name and proceeded to live as Natalie. Esther left Seattle in 2000, and spent much of the next two years traveling cross-country in a car and sleeping in cheap hotels. But despite her life of vagrancy and petty crime, part of Esther was still searching for a path to success and for a place where she truly belonged.

Brandy Olson met "Natalie" in 2001. But the woman Brandy met didn't look much like the overweight check forger from Montana: she’d slimmed down and had some cosmetic surgery. Brandy says "Natalie" always had plenty of money, and a strange explanation of where it came from. "She had a very well paying job as a professional chess player she said," Olson tells Van Sant. "She told us that the prizes if you won a tournament were pretty substantial. Upwards of $10,000."

Det. Campbell believes Esther's chess career was a lie, a brilliant cover for some kind of criminal enterprise. He says nobody he had interviewed had ever seen Esther play in a chess tournament. There were other mysteries: Brandy once saw "Natalie" use a credit card with the name "Elizabeth Reed." When asked about it, Brandy says "Natalie" told her, "Oh, that's the name I play chess under."

Still, Brandy and "Natalie" became close friends, bonding over their mutual interest in competitive debate, Esther's old high school passion. "Natalie" started showing up at Brandy's tournaments. And Brandy, a U.S. Army ROTC student, introduced Natalie to other debaters from elite military academies, like a midshipman from the United States Naval Academy at Annapolis, as well as a dashing Army recruit.

"He was a cadet at West Point that she dated for a while and got quite serious with," Olson remembers. But while Esther, posing as "Natalie," was gallivanting about Annapolis and West Point, her sister Edna was agonizing over her disappearance. She feared Esther was dead. The family filed a police report. As the months passed, their worry began to mix with anger. "It's the betrayal, and that she has left everybody hanging. That she doesn't even have the consideration to call and say, 'I truly am okay,'" Edna explains.

In fact, Esther was more than okay. By the fall of 2002, she had settled in California, taking classes - and debating - at California State University, Fullerton.

(CBS) As an adjunct student, Esther didn't need a transcript to be admitted. But she made another curious move, switching her name from Natalie Fisher to Natalie Bowman.

"She had told me that her name was Natalie Fisher and she discovered that she was adopted," remembers Esther’s roommate, medical student Bita Shaghagi. "When she found her biological parents and their last name was Bowman, which is why she told me that she was going by Bowman." Bita found Esther aloof at first. But their relationship blossomed when Bita revealed that her mother had died of cancer, just like Esther's. In time, they became as close as sisters. Bita says "Natalie" was everything you'd want in a friend. "She was great to talk to. Very good listener. I just miss her…I really love my friend."

Esther seemed to have found a place that was right for her at Cal State: she took her studies seriously and excelled on the debate team. But in the spring of 2003, Esther surprisingly retreated, leaving Cal State and going back on the road to make more mystery money. "And what was she doing in that time?" Van Sant asks Bita. "We assumed that she was playing chess. That's what she told us, that she was traveling around playing chess tournaments," Bita explains.

Bita and Esther remained friends but later that year, Esther told Bita she had to change her name again. Her story this time? She claimed she was being stalked by a family member. The new name would be "Brooke Henson." A new stage of Esther’s strange game was about to begin. "How does Esther Reed find Brooke Henson's name to begin with?" Van Sant asks Det. Campbell. "It’s not hard to find Brooke Henson's name," the detective replies. "You can go look through missing persons Web sites, find somebody you look like. That person's been missing for seven or eight years. They're probably dead. They're not using their identity. I think I'll help myself to it."

The elegance of Esther's game has piqued Campbell's interest. He wonders if she's connected to Brooke's disappearance. Campbell says he'd like to catch her. "Technically, she is a suspect until we can clear her," he explains.

48 Hours also wanted to find Esther to learn how someone can stay underground in a post-9/11 world. We hired private investigator Steven Rambam, a specialist in missing person's cases who has hunted everyone from deadbeat dads to fugitive Nazis.

Rambam first headed to Esther's last known address, the Manhattan apartment where she was living as Brooke Henson. When Esther fled in 2006, her landlord photographed her abandoned belongings. Most have been discarded, but Rambam recovered one crucial box - a treasure trove of documents from Esther's life as Brooke. Starting with these documents, Rambam traced Esther's past movements, identities, and romances. Might one of these former flames know where Esther is now? One of them is in Chicago, a former debater named Steven Donald.

Back in 2003, when Esther left Cal State Fullerton, she came here to visit Donald. Now, Rambam and a 48 Hours undercover crew visited him, too. Rambam coaxed Donald into taking a walk. "Some of what Steven Donald tells me we’ve heard before. She’s a world class chess player. She makes over $100,000 a year at it. She’s a self described genius," Rambam explains.

Donald seemed nervous, telling Rambam Esther had a sketchy associate, known only as "Tony," who served as her protector and her muscle. "She believed that Steven Donald owed her money. And told him that if he didn't give her the money, she'd have a guy by the name of Tony come and collect it," Rambam explains.

But Donald did not want to discuss any of that with 48 Hours, telling Van Sant on the street, "Peter, I already told your friend and pretty much anybody else who's asked that I don’t wish to speak to CBS News." Donald did tell Van Sant that he is not in contact with Esther and that he doesn't know where she is. Rambam also obtained Esther's cell phone records from 2003, which lead to another Chicago man named Steven Fouts. "Steven Fouts is a convicted sexual predator, who admitted to being the owner of a cell phone that Esther Reed called repeatedly…and that repeatedly called Esther Reed," Rambam tells Van Sant. Fouts claims his phone was borrowed by a friend called Wanda, but he offers no proof.

(CBS) We don’t know what Esther was really up to in Chicago, where she lived or how she made money. We do know that she kept in touch with Bita, and kept clinging to her college dreams.

"So she started studying for the SAT exam," Bita recalls. Bita believes that Esther did in fact take the exam. The bizarre strategy of honest study and dishonest scheming paid off in 2004. Esther, as Brooke Henson, fulfilled her childhood dream by enrolling at the elite Harvard University -- its extension school, at least. But after a single semester at Harvard, Esther outwitted another Ivy League university, conning her way into Columbia University's School of General Studies. Esther studied psychology and criminology, and briefly held a student job in the alumni office. "Apparently she was in data processing. And she had access to every single alumni record," Ramban says.

"This was the classic wolf in the henhouse," Van Sant remarks.

"I think she’s the Tasmanian devil in the henhouse," Rambam says,

But aside from that job, or the imaginary chess winnings, Rambam discovered how Esther was really getting her cash: student loan fraud. That money, obtained with Brooke Henson's identity, bankrolled Esther's lifestyle in Manhattan.

"Is she paying back any of that money?" Van Sant asks.

"I don’t think she’s paid back a penny of it," Rambam says. "Esther Reed should go to jail. She needs to be locked up." Fraudulent student loans, identity thefts, phony Social Security numbers. Could Esther be attempting something more sinister? Rummaging through the leftovers of Esther's life as Brooke Henson, Columbia student, Steve Rambam struck gold. "This is Brooke Henson's certified birth certificate," he explains.

In 2005, Esther allegedly tricked South Carolina officials into mailing her that birth certificate. Rambam learned Esther then went to Vermont, where anyone can get a new driver's license in just one day. "We know that she went to Vermont and got a Brooke Henson driver's license there, using the address of literally an empty field," Rambam explains. Rambam thinks his target may also have been devising her next strategy, creating yet another identity. But when he visited the local courthouse, Rambam found no record of a name change. Esther stayed one move ahead.

But if Esther is hard to track in the real world, she's left a clearer trail in cyberspace. Rambam finds eBay purchases Esther made, a possible user identity on an online chess site, and a number of accounts with dating services.

Esther's page on the social networking site Facebook, created under the name Brooke Henson, lists a special friend from West Point, Kyle Brengel.

Who is he?

"Military academy candidate, military academy graduate," Rambam explains. "This is, again, somebody who, should he choose, probably can rise to the very top of the military."

Rambam obtained hundreds of pages of Internet messages between the two, written during Esther’s time at Columbia. The correspondence includes an intriguing exchange, where Esther tells her West Point friend that she'd love to be James Bond, and that being a spy would be a dream job.

Bita visited Esther in New York on July 4th, 2005. While the real Brooke Henson’s family was marking the sixth anniversary of her disappearance, the fake Brooke Henson was out on the town. "We had a great time. And then we also took a ferry out to the Statue of Liberty," Bita remembers. "She didn’t like taking pictures, so I really had to talk her into even getting these pictures with me."

But Esther was much less shy in her exchanges with Brengel. In fact she’d begun making peculiar requests. "Things that they're working on in school, projects, which would be writing battle plans, things like that," Det. Campbell explains. In one exchange, Esther wanted to know details about a training briefing for a military science class Brengel was taking. For Campbell, it all pointed to something far more serious than mere identity theft.

"So you're wondering if she's, potentially, a spy?" Van Sant asks.

"I mean that's a possibility, pretty good possibility," the detective replies.

(CBS) But FBI consultant Frank Abagnale doesn't buy that theory, and it’s important to note that none of Esther’s military friends, including Brengel, have been accused of any wrongdoing.

"I don't think Esther is into espionage. I think Esther is simply looking now to take on the role of a military officer," explains Abagnale, whose exploits as a young conman inspired the movie "Catch Me If You Can." He spent years posing as a pilot, a lawyer and a doctor; then years more in prison. "This may be something that really intrigues her like the airline thing intrigued me," Abagnale explains.

And he says Esther’s not afraid to use sex to get what she wants, just like he did.

"Using sex could open doors for her, couldn't it?" Van Sant asks.

"Absolutely," Abagnale says. "'Cause she could get to know military people who can answer all these questions. What's my story? She is just laying the groundwork: to how do I take on this new role?"

It appears Esther was busy laying the groundwork for something during her last year in New York City. Credit card receipts indicate mysterious trips to Virginia, Connecticut, Pennsylvania and Ohio. She ran several online credit checks, and bought a voice changer at a spy shop. Like a chess master, it appears Esther was thinking many moves ahead, all the while holding down a 3.22 grade point average at Columbia.

In 2006, when Esther ditched the New York cops pursuing the Brooke Henson lead, Bita was left to wonder. "Her numbers were disconnected," Bita remembers. "Pretty much most of her e-mail accounts were closed." And she began to worry. "So I thought something bad happened to her, or she did something bad. I didn’t know," Bita says.

As Esther Reed crisscrosses America like the black queen on a chessboard, she suddenly finds herself facing her toughest opponent yet.

This September, a federal grand jury in South Carolina handed down an indictment charging Esther with felony identity theft and student loan fraud. With the full investigative powers of the Secret Service now deployed, it seemed likely that Esther would be apprehended quickly.

Private investigator Steven Rambam, eager to find Esther first, believes her best friend Bita will be the key to the case. "Bita has been in touch with her through all of her aliases, through all of her activities. I believe that if Bita wants to, Bita can give me Esther Reed," Rambam tells Van Sant.

But it turns out we know more about Esther than Bita does.

"She was not adopted. She was not a chess player, didn't play in any tournaments. None of that is true. None," Van Sant tells Bita. "I'm still in shock," Bita says. "Really in shock about all of that. I don't think it's even quite hit me completely yet." After months on the case, neither Rambam nor the Secret Service can say where Esther went after she fled New York. "Just assuming anyone's identity is a lot easier today than when I did it," notes Frank Abagnale.

He is confident Esther will be tripped up eventually, not by some dogged investigator, but by the emotional strain of life on the run. "It was a very lonely life. And it was not a life I would ever wanna live over again," Abagnale explains. "You think Esther, on any level, is a happy person today?" Van Sant asks. "No. Not really happy. Someone who has no future, is living day by day, there's nothing permanent in her life. You can't exist like that," he says. "I hope Esther's listening to what I'm saying. And that I want Esther to know that she has talent. She has creativity. She is somebody. So, I hope Esther gives herself up, and does something positive with her life."

(CBS) In the meantime, the hunt for Brooke Henson proceeds in an equally frustrating fashion.

Jon Campbell and his partners still chase down leads. "We followed all kinds of tips up there looking for the body. But we haven’t found anything we haven't been able to get that one person who was actually there and knows where the body is," he says.

The Henson family is still reeling from the torment of Esther's deception. "It's mind boggling. It's overwhelming," Brooke's aunt Lisa says. But Lisa thinks Esther might - unintentionally - end up doing some good. "It's very good that we can get the attention," she says of the media coverage. "Because maybe some day, somebody will come forward from this."

Esther's sister Edna, left with little more than the trunk of mementos, still loves her, but she believes all the lies and frauds have dishonored the memory of their departed mother. "And she doesn’t like it when the older sisters and brothers say 'Shame on you.' But I'm sorry, we all are saying that," Edna explains. "That there is a right and a wrong."

We received one last tell-tale sign of Esther’s clouded moral judgment. Bita recalled that just months before they lost touch, Esther talked her into revealing her Social Security number over the phone. Months later, Bita began noticing suspicious inquiries on her credit reports. "Worse case scenario, Esther Reed is stealing your identity," Van Sant remarks. "Yes, and I am apprehensive as to what may happen," Bita says.

That mystery lingers; the master manipulator has moved on.

Bita says Esther has broken her heart. Asked what she thinks of her, Bita says, "I think that she's lost. I think she's desperately lost. And she needs to be found." Federal authorities are chasing down new leads regarding Esther Reed's whereabouts.

"Solsbury Hill" lyrics by Peter Gabriel

Climbing up on Solsbury Hill

I could see the city light

Wind was blowing, time stood still

Eagle flew out of the night

He was something to observe

Came in close, I heard a voice

Standing stretching every nerve

Had to listen had no choice

I did not believe the information

(I) just had to trust imagination

My heart going boom boom boom

"Son," he said "Grab your things,

I've come to take you home."

To keep in silence I resigned

My friends would think I was a nut

Turning water into wine

Open doors would soon be shut

So I went from day to day

Tho' my life was in a rut

"Till I thought of what I'd say

Which connection I should cut

I was feeling part of the scenery

I walked right out of the machinery

My heart going boom boom boom

"Hey" he said "Grab your things

I've come to take you home."

(Back home.)

When illusion spin her net

I'm never where I want to be

And liberty she pirouette

When I think that I am free

Watched by empty silhouettes

Who close their eyes but still can see

No one taught them etiquette

I will show another me

Today I don't need a replacement

I'll tell them what the smile on my face meant

My heart going boom boom boom

"Hey" I said "You can keep my things,

They’ve come to take me home."

"Stranger Inside" lyrics by Shinedown

This day could be the worst one yet

I just won't relax I can't catch my breath

Because I'm sick and tired of you'll be fine

Well how do you know, can you read minds

(Pre Chorus)

So take it while you can so you can meet demands

My insanity is what you thrive on

So rip it from my soul, so everyone will know in the end

We were never friends

(Chorus)

Have you ever felt lost inside so unloved within that you almost died

Have you ever stepped out of the light and realized there's a stranger inside

Don't push your ignorance on me

I'm not unrehearsed to your jealousy

And I know you think I don't see the signs

Well how do you know, do I look blind

(2nd Pre Chorus)

So take it while you can so you can meet demands

My breakdown is what you thrive on

So rip it from my soul so everyone will know in the end

I'm the break you're the bend

(Chorus)

(Bridge)

Stranger inside

(Chorus out)

“Straight out of Line” lyrics by Godsmack

There's no reason, there's no compromise

Change in seasons, living the high life

I don't know you so don't freak on me

I can't control you, you're not my destiny

(hook)

Straight out of line

I can't find a reason why I should justify my ways

Straight out of line

I don't need a reason, you don't need to lie to me

(verse 2)

I'll confess this: you're my tragedy

I laid you to rest just as fast as you turned on me

Gone forever, banished the memories

this place of pleasure are masked by your misery

(hook)

Straight out of line

I can't find a reason why I should justify my ways

Straight out of line

I don't need a reason, you don't need to lie to me

Lie to me

Straight out of line

I can't find a reason why I should justify my ways

Straight out of line

I don't need a reason, you don't need to

Don't need to lie to me

Lie to me

Lie to me

Lie to me

"In Loving Memory" lyrics by Alterbridge

Thanks for all you've done

I've missed you for so long

I can't believe you're gone

You still live in me

I feel you in the wind

You guide me constantly

I've never knew what it was to be alone, no

Cause you were always there for me

You were always there waiting

And ill come home and I miss your face so

Smiling down on me

I close my eyes to see

And I know, you're a part of me

And it's your song that sets me free

I sing it while I feel I can't hold on

I sing tonight cause it comforts me

I carry the things that remind me of you

In loving memory of

The one that was so true

Your were as kind as you could be

And even though you're gone

You still mean the world to me

I've never knew what it was to be alone, no

Cause you were always there for me

You were always there waiting

But now I come home and it's not the same, no

It feels empty and alone

I can't believe you're gone

And I know, you're a part of me

And it's your song that sets me free

I sing it while I feel I can't hold on

I sing tonight cause it comforts me

I'm glad he set you free from sorrow

I'll still love you more tomorrow

And you will be here with me still

And what you did you did with feeling

And You always found the meaning

And you always will

And you always will

And you always will

Ooo's

And I know, you're a part of me

And it's your song that sets me free

I sing it while I feel I can't hold on

I sing tonight because it comforts me

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[1] This story was found on the Associated Press website using a Google search.

[2] 48 Hours television show report, transcripts are on the CBS website.

[3] 48 Hours television show report, transcripts are on the CBS website.

[4] 48 Hours television show report, transcripts are on the CBS website.