In 2005, Helen Ray met Jerry Skieber. Their relationship developed rapidly, and soon after, Helen learned she was pregnant. On July 6 , 2006, 26-year-old Helen gave birth to their daughter, Tag Skieber, in Raleigh, North Carolina . The baby girl was born healthy with chestnut-brown hair and brown eyes. At home, she was affectionately called Tigi.
Shortly after Tag’s birth, her parents’ relationship began to deteriorate rapidly. At the time of her daughter’s birth, Helen had known Jerry for just over a year. Everything had happened too fast, and she had ignored the warning signs for a long time. But with Tag’s birth, it became clear that their relationship was over.
Almost immediately after being discharged from the hospital, Jerry began behaving aggressively towards Helen, and she eventually decided to end the relationship. After the breakup, the young man showed little interest in participating in his daughter’s life. Losing a parent at a young age is a difficult fate for any child . But Tegan was lucky.
Jerry’s parents, Gerald and Sarah Skieber, readily stepped into the role of caring grandparents. They did everything they could to compensate for their son’s absence while also supporting Helen. Gradually, she began to rely on them more and more. They helped with childcare and enjoyed spending time with their granddaughter.
In other words, the relationship between Helen and the older couple was not only practical but also genuinely warm. Years passed, and Tegan grew into a curious and loving girl. She loved princesses and was particularly fond of the color purple. She also always felt drawn to nature. She loved playing in her grandmother’s garden and spent hours watching butterflies and ladybugs.
Everyone who saw her back then noticed her kindness and warm smile. According to her grandfather, her mere presence lifted spirits and warmed the soul. If it had been up to her grandparents, they would have gladly taken Tegan into their care to give her a safe and happy life—a life she truly deserved. But Helen Rey had other plans.
After her breakup with Jerry, she remained single for a while, but at the beginning of 2010, her life changed again. She met 20-year-old Jonathan Douglas Richardson. As in her previous relationship, things moved very quickly, and they soon moved in together. Helen later recalled: “I took care of him and felt like I was slowly falling in love, or maybe I already was. ” But, as with Jerry, her new partner also gave cause for concern.
At that time, Jonathan’s father was serving a prison sentence for drug trafficking. Jonathan also had a criminal record. He had been convicted of assault and property damage. These charges stemmed from an argument with his ex-girlfriend in November 2007, when he smashed the windshield of her car.
In 2008, he was arrested again, first for verbal threats to set fire to an abandoned building, and then for drunk driving. However, Jonathan was one of those people who could hide their instability from those around them. According to his relatives, he often yelled at Helen and physically attacked her, leaving her feeling quiet and dejected.
Despite the obvious signs of Jonathan’s abusive tendencies, Helen became increasingly entangled in their relationship. She even allowed him to spend time with Tegan. He seemed to be the man with whom she could build a life. She could start a family, and nothing else mattered to her. Shortly after the relationship began, Helen distanced herself from the Skieber family.
She stopped answering their calls and messages. Thus, the people who had been an integral part of Tegan’s life and who had supported Helen through the most difficult times were cut off against her will. This was a real shock for the Skieber family. They began exploring legal avenues to regain their visitation rights with their granddaughter.
In North Carolina, however, it is extremely difficult for grandparents to obtain custody or even regular visitation rights when both of the child’s parents are still alive. As Tegan’s grandmother later said, there is simply too much to prove. Helen, however, went a step further. She not only broke off contact with Tegan’s father’s family, but also with her own parents.
At that time, she was still living with them and trying to stand on her own two feet. But the situation at home became increasingly tense. Her family categorically rejected Jonathan and his lifestyle, which led to constant conflicts. In June 2010, a heated argument erupted between Helen and her mother, Maria, after Helen finally decided to move out and live with Jonathan.
This decision was a turning point. Tegan, who had been surrounded by care and support, was suddenly completely cut off from everyone who genuinely loved and protected her. Moving in with a new partner just a few months after meeting him was an extremely irresponsible act, especially for the mother of a young child.
Helen ‘s relationship with Jonathan was still very new. She barely knew him. And more importantly, she had no idea how he would feel about her daughter. It was also unclear whether this relationship would last or end quickly like a fleeting romance. Most worryingly, Helen already knew about Jonathan’s temper, his rudeness, and his occasional bullying.
Nevertheless, she decided to move, but there was another problem. Jonathan had no suitable accommodation—no apartment, no house, nothing. He was living in a converted shed on his grandparents’ property. It was a small room of about six square meters with a tin roof, about 55 meters from the main house. His grandparents allowed him to live there, hoping he could get his life back on track.
But why did he live with them and not with his parents? Well, Jonathan’s relationship with his father and mother was extremely strained. His mother, Sandy Creeg, had once been accused of hiring a hitman to kill his father, Dark Richardson . Ultimately, Sandy stood trial, and Dark survived only by a miracle after suffering a gunshot wound to the head.
At the time, Jonathan was just one year old, but this tragedy left deep scars on the entire family. After the incident, custody of Jonathan was transferred to his father, who, according to recollections, treated his son coldly and cruelly. Sandy, in turn, suffered from mental health issues and drug problems, which is why she was unable to provide her child with a stable life.
That’s why Jonathan ended up in that very shed in his grandparents’ garden. It was his only refuge. All things considered, the shed where Jonathan lived could, at best, serve as temporary accommodation for a hopeless young man. But it was completely unsuitable for raising a three-year-old child.
The building had a red door and four windows, two in the front and two in the back. Inside, there was electricity, but no running water or plumbing. Grandma and Grandpa sometimes allowed him to use their toilet, but this was reportedly extremely rare. Most of the time, the shed’s inhabitants relieved themselves right there in it. There was no kitchen and nowhere to cook.
And given the rest of the setup, that was perhaps for the best. Helen, Jonathan, and little Tegan slept together on an air mattress placed directly on the floor. Nevertheless, the neighbors remembered that Tegan didn’t seem entirely unhappy in the barn. They often saw the girl playing in the street and running around the yard.
Helen also tried to portray a happy family and spoke positively about Jonathan. She described him as the most important father figure in her daughter’s life and said that although he was sometimes strict, he showed that he loved her and cared for Tegan. Helen also recalled that she trusted him and believed his word.
But all of this was merely part of an illusion that Helen herself believed in and wanted to perpetuate for those around her. Behind the facade lay a grim reality. Jonathan’s behavior was unpredictable. He threatened and humiliated not only Helen but also other members of his family. His own grandmother admitted that she was always afraid of him.
He was cruel to everyone close to him, and little Tegan was no exception. Helen claimed she tried to set boundaries to protect her daughter, but it’s obvious that protecting the child wasn’t her priority. On one occasion, Jonathan put a piece of an illegal substance in Tegan’s mouth, gave her a can of beer, and ordered her to drink it.
Helen pointed it out to him, but he ignored her. Tegan, who was only three years old at the time, was repeatedly forced to drink alcohol. Since there was no toilet in the barn, accidents happened regularly. She simply had no choice. Tegan often slept in her own excrement.
The girl grew up in conditions devoid of hygiene and basic comfort. Jonathan punished her severely for such things. Tegan often suffered mysterious injuries, especially when she was alone with Jonathan. Once, Helen went to a shop and left her daughter alone with him. When she returned, Tegan had a head injury. Jonathan said the girl had fallen off her bicycle.
Another time, they went to the beach with Jonathan, and Tegan injured her eye. According to Jonathan, a wave was to blame. In yet another instance, Helen came home to find the girl covered in scratches. She recalled, “I went inside, took my daughter in my arms, hugged her, and told her I loved her. ” At that moment, Jonathan explained that he was punishing her for vomiting on his chair. He said he had hit her several times with the cord of an electrical appliance.
Helen claimed she categorically rejected physical violence and argued with Jonathan every time he raised a hand against the girl. But despite her words, the facts told a different story. Helen continued to live with him, thus enabling this. In early July 2010, Helen realized she needed to find a place for Tegan to live while she went to New Mexico for Army Reserve training.
She faced the choice of leaving her daughter with Gerald and Sarah Skieber, who genuinely loved their granddaughter and had always helped her entrust her to her own parents, who had supported Tegan since birth, or leaving the girl with trusted family friends. But Helen didn’t approach either of them.
She chose the most dangerous option: leaving Tegan with Jonathan, a man she herself feared, a man who had been physically abusive and forced her to drink. And it must be said that Jonathan hadn’t changed when he was given the opportunity to look after Tegan for ten days. Instead, he inflicted such terrible suffering on her that hospital staff and law enforcement officers later couldn’t hold back their tears. During those ten days, Jonathan caused her unimaginable pain.
For example, he would hold her hands down and beat her with an electrical cord. Once, Tegan tried so desperately to free herself that she broke several bones in her hand and wrist. On another occasion, Jonathan’s grandmother came to the shed and noticed that the threshold was soiled with feces.
She knocked on the door and immediately heard her grandson Tegan sharply order her not to open it. Instead of taking the girl into the house, where there was a toilet, he continued to keep her imprisoned in the shed and forced her to hold it, inevitably leading to further accidents. In a video Jonathan recorded at 2:31 a.m. on July 10, 2010 , Tegan was standing in a pink shirt and dark pants with his hands against the wall in front of him.
She repeated the same sentence over and over: “If I need to go to the toilet, I promise to tell someone. ” Jonathan told her to speak louder, and she obediently repeated the same sentence again and again, even though it was already clear that he was not only torturing her, but also recording it on video.
Perhaps one of his most gruesome acts was what he did to her fingers. He would hold them with a pincer-like tool so she couldn’t free herself, then slide an object under her fingernail and pull until the nail came off. He also bit her and tore off pieces of her skin. At other times, he simply forced her to endure it. In other words, there was nothing he wouldn’t do.
That Tegan managed to live with him for even a single day, let alone ten, testified to the incredible strength of her little mind. But even she could not endure such torment indefinitely. On July 16, 2010, just a week and a half after her fourth birthday, an incident occurred on the mattress she shared with Jonathan.
He flew into a rage, grabbed an extension cord, and punched her so hard that she lost consciousness due to her injuries. When Jonathan realized he had gone too far, he took her to the hospital. When Tegan arrived in the emergency room, the medical staff were shocked by what they saw and immediately demanded an explanation.
Jonathan claimed the girl had jumped on a mattress and fallen. He said he applied ice, but when the pain persisted, he decided to take her to the hospital. However, the condition of her body told a very different story. The extent of Tegan’s injuries was indescribable. More than a dozen injuries were found on her body: small cuts, abrasions, marks, and scars.
More than six of them bore the marks of human bites. Her wrists were crushed, with bruises and other injuries at the pressure points. Due to the numerous injuries, Tegan had lost more than 70% of her blood. The internal injuries were no less gruesome. The trauma caused massive swelling and bleeding. In all the years that abuse cases have come to light, it is difficult to find an example so severe and barbaric.
One of the doctors said he’d never seen anything like it in his 25 years of practice. There was almost no part of her body that wasn’t injured. They weren’t just serious injuries; they were shocking and gruesome. When Jonathan nonchalantly explained that she’d fallen off the mattress, for a second no one in the room believed him.
Nurse Mary Butler was so shocked by Tegan’s condition that she confronted Jonathan directly about the cause of her injuries. When he realized he wasn’t believed, he started making excuses and even tried to escape. But Mary knew she couldn’t let him go and ran after him. She managed to grab his sleeve and bring him back into the ward.
Thanks to her determination, the police were able to arrest Jonathan. Without her intervention, he would almost certainly have fled the city. While Mary held him down, the other doctors fought desperately to save Tegan’s life. Her condition was so critical that she was in mortal danger. The doctors remembered that she had been on the brink of death, and that’s why they all worked as quickly as possible.
But even these efforts were insufficient. The damage was too extensive. After some time, Tegan was transferred to the medical center in Chapel Hill and placed on life support. However, there was no improvement. On Monday, July 19, 2010, Tegan Skieber was pronounced dead. Her death was officially recognized as a homicide.
Jonathan Douglas Richardson was initially charged with aggravated felony and attempted murder of the girl. After Tegan’s death, he was charged with first-degree murder. Helen Ray did not return home until the day after Tegan was hospitalized. Her absence did not absolve her of responsibility. The fact that Helen Ray knowingly left her daughter with a man she feared and who had already caused harm meant that she, too, was responsible for what happened.
Army officials explained that Helen Ray could have contacted them if she had needed childcare during her training. As a single mother, she was required to prepare a family plan in advance—a document outlining who would care for her child during her absence.
A representative from her reserve unit stated that Helen Ray had not updated this plan in recent years. The Army supports programs that help military parents manage their responsibilities, including family plans for single mothers, expectant mothers, couples, and those caring for elderly relatives. These documents are mandatory and are kept in each service member’s personnel file.
Upon closer examination of the documents, it was discovered that Helen Ray had indeed filed a family plan, but it listed her mother, Maria Rey, and not Jonathan, as Tegan’s sole guardian during her absence. Given all these circumstances, the Wake County Child Protection Services concluded that Helen Ray had knowingly left her daughter without a proper guardian.
Therefore, Helen Ray was charged with neglect of parental duties. Her bail was initially set at $1,000. However, the assistant district attorney insisted on increasing it to $250,000, believing Helen Ray might attempt to flee. The court denied this request, allowing Helen Ray to post the original bail and remain free pending a new trial.
She was strictly forbidden from leaving North Carolina. Jonathan’s trial was described by many as one of the most difficult and emotionally draining trials in the state’s history. The numerous jurors, court officials, and even seasoned investigators could not hold back their tears.
The judge frequently had to adjourn because witnesses were unable to continue their testimony. Even those accustomed to such cases said that everything Tegan had to endure was beyond human comprehension. Nothing could have prepared those involved in the trial for what they were about to hear and see. Even the prosecutors could barely bear the proceedings.
At one point, prosecutor da Silva asked a particularly difficult question and had to pause. Tears prevented him from continuing. As the jurors were temporarily led from the courtroom, da Silva confessed that this was the most horrific thing he had ever seen in his entire career.
It was especially difficult to grasp that she had gone through all of this, and yet there was one person in the courtroom who remained unmoved by the emotions. That was Jonathan Douglas Richardson. Even when he was accused of torturing and murdering Tegan, he remained emotionless. He showed neither guilt nor shame nor remorse.
Some witnesses reported that he even smiled and acted as if what had happened had nothing to do with him. On April 4, 2014, Jonathan Richardson, then 25 years old, was found guilty of first-degree murder, first-degree kidnapping, and aggravated assault. The jury deliberated for only one hour. In the end, he was sentenced to death.
The verdict read: “The jury unanimously finds the defendant guilty of first-degree murder as a result of torture.” When Richardson heard the verdict, he remained unmoved, but behind him his mother and grandmother wept. As a reminder, the crimes were committed just a few meters from the house of Jonathan’s grandmother, who had allowed him to live on her property with his mother, Tegan.
Later, Jonathan was led from the courtroom. The 25-year-old convict was taken back to prison in handcuffs. Sandy, Jonathan’s mother, was present in the courtroom and knew she might never be able to touch her son again. She said, “I understand the anger and bitterness because I feel it myself after what happened to Tegan. What happened. But Jonathan is still my son, and I love him. Now he needs me more than ever. I can’t believe the Jonathan I knew was capable of something like this. But I have to forgive him, not for his sake, but for mine. I hope society can do that too. We all need to heal our wounds, and that will happen with time and faith in God.” Sandy also addressed Tegan’s family: “I can’t even express how sorry I am. I feel for them and the pain they’ve been through. I can’t imagine what that’s like. I’m so sorry. I just didn’t know and had no idea Tegan was there. I would have done something if I had known. I hope you can heal because I understand how terrible your pain is.”
Back to Helen Ray. It took years for her to be held accountable. Of course, Jonathan was the direct perpetrator, but it was Helen Ray who, through her irresponsibility, created the conditions that made it all possible. On March 6, 2019, she was found guilty of neglect of her parental duties and sentenced to at least 18 months in prison.
According to Johnston County Sheriff Steve Beasley, Helen Ray failed in her maternal duties. She saw Richardson raise his hand and stayed with him anyway. So yes, she was guilty. The Tegan case deeply shook Johnston County. Jurors had to be brought in from neighboring Hartnet County to reduce the risk of bias.
Despite these precautions, at least one juror clashed with a local resident who tried to pressure him. He said to him, “I hope you understand that he has to die.” Overall, this is not surprising. Thousands of people expected unwavering resolve from the prosecution and the court.
Public outrage wasn’t directed solely at Richardson. His grandparents also came under fire, as everything unfolded literally before their eyes. On one occasion, Mrs. Creech noticed a bruise under Tegan’s eye but accepted Helen Ray’s explanation that Tegan had simply fallen, without asking any further questions.
Sometimes she tried to tell Jonathan that the conditions in the shed were unsuitable for Tegan, but he reacted irritably and aggressively, and over time she stopped bringing up the subject. Mrs. Creech even considered contacting child protective services, but dismissed the idea.
She feared Helen Ray might lose custody of her daughter. Who knows, if she hadn’t turned a blind eye to the obvious, Tegan might have ended up in the care of Gerald and Sarah Skieber, her biological paternal grandparents, who had looked after her as their own from birth.
Many residents of the district considered the Richardson family just as guilty as Helen Ray. But there were also those who thought the criticism was exaggerated. Pastor Dennis Paul, for example, one of those who defended the elderly couple, explained: “I hear a lot of people saying they should have known what was going on in their backyard. I understand them, but I also know families where teenagers in the next room were doing terrible things online without the parents suspecting a thing. I’m sure they would have intervened if they had known she was suffering.”
How justified was this defense? That’s a difficult question. Yes, perhaps they didn’t know all the details, but Mrs. Creech herself admitted that she had seen the bruises and heard her son scream. Furthermore, the shed where the torture took place was only a few dozen meters from the house.
It’s hard to believe that no one heard from Tegan for 10 days. Is that possible? They probably would have heard something at least once. It’s remarkable that the Tegan case occurred during a particularly difficult time for Johnston County. Three other tragedies had occurred there in quick succession. This was a particularly difficult time for the county. Three other tragedies had occurred there in a short period. [The sentence about physical violence is incomplete and appears to be a fragment of a larger text.]
On July 20, 2010, the day after Tegan’s death, an evening memorial service was held to remember her and other victims. People gathered with lit candles to pay their respects. Tegan’s funeral was a private affair. She was buried in Memorial Park in Raleigh.
In a kind of online memorial, her paternal grandparents, Gerald and Sarah Skieber, left a touching message: “When you left us, it felt like half my heart went with you. Every day was painful for me. The pool isn’t the same without you. I remember you swinging on the swing with your name on it. Every Saturday morning you would say, ‘The sun is shining. That means it’s going to be a sunny day.’ And you would ask your grandmother to make you oatmeal with maple syrup so you could play in the pool later and play with the pink car your father bought you. You outgrew it, but you kept playing anyway. Then you played with footballs. You also loved finger painting and crafting with colored clay. We had so much fun together. Grandma and I couldn’t wait for you to come. You made us so happy. We miss you, Tiger. Thanks for watching and take care.”
Life’s circumstances can turn a simple life into a nightmare, and conversely, into unforgettable moments. It’s good to have someone nearby to help. However, today’s story isn’t about a happy ending, but rather about circumstances that spiraled out of control and led to a terrible tragedy.
Northfield, in the US state of New Hampshire, is a small, picturesque town with fewer than 5,000 inhabitants. Located south of the White Mountains, it is considered one of the safest places in the area. The crime rate is low. Violent crimes are rare, especially those of the magnitude of today’s tragedy.
People usually choose such peaceful places to settle down with their families and raise their children. That’s precisely why a woman named Cassandra Sweeny had come here. Born and raised near Northfield, she had always dreamed of her own little piece of paradise and a home filled with love and harmony.
After graduating high school, she went to college and met her future husband, Sean Sweeny. He also had a conservative view of family life, so the couple’s plans aligned. A romantic relationship began after they met, then they married, and shortly after the wedding, their first son, Benjamin, was born. That was in 2018. Then Sean suffered his first major shock.
His mother died, but there was hardly any time to grieve. The young father not only worked long hours to support his growing family, but the fate of his younger brother Eric, born in 2006, also hung in the balance. Their mother raised the children alone, so after her death, Eric might have ended up in the care of social services.
Sean was very worried about his brother Eric and that he wouldn’t end up in a children’s home or foster care. Sean took on the responsibility of his brother’s legal guardianship. In the fall of 2020, the couple’s second child, whom they named Mason, was born. Cassandra was happy. Now she dreamed of having a daughter and worked the night shift as a nurse.
While her husband focused on his job, she built the life the couple had always dreamed of. On August 3, 2022, 25-year-old Cassandra was at their home in Northfield with four-year-old Benjamin and Mason, who was due to turn two in a month. Her husband, Sean, was at work at the time, awaiting a promotion at a large company.
This was wonderful news for their family. Cassandra planned to quit her job to focus entirely on the household and children. Sean’s 16-year-old brother, Eric, continued to live with the couple. He was given the basement of the house, where he had made himself at home. It seemed as if the Sweenys had everything they could possibly want. But the countdown to the end of this idyllic existence had long since begun.
August 3, 2022, began like any other day. Cassandra had been texting Sean nonstop since morning, sending him several photos of the children playing with their dogs. Then the communication suddenly stopped. Sean assumed Cassandra had some everyday tasks to complete. While he waited for a reply to his next message, he immersed himself in his work.
After 11:00 a.m., the situation changed drastically when his brother Eric called him. The young man was nervous and almost shouted into the phone. He said that burglars had broken into the house and that he intended to chase them down. From his words, Sean gathered that something had happened to Cassandra and the children, but he didn’t learn any details.
After receiving a call from his brother, the man immediately called 911. The dispatcher answered the call at 11:21 a.m. A concerned Sean explained that his younger brother, who lived in their house, had just called. The man suspected something had happened to his family members but had no idea what. According to Erik, someone had broken into the house and tried to rob the family, but Cassandra had stopped them.
The outcome remained unclear. Sean requested that officers arrive as soon as possible to assess the situation and assist his family if needed. He requested leave and also went home. He warned the dispatcher that officers should be cautious, as one of his dogs was aggressive toward strangers.
Within minutes, several police cars arrived at the Sweeny family’s house. The officers knocked on the door but received no answer. They then decided to walk around the house and look through the windows. One of the officers noticed an adult woman and a child lying motionless in a pool of blood in the dining room. It was decided to force open the front door to help them.
As soon as that was done, Sean arrived. The first thing officers found was the young woman’s body, with a small child lying beside her. They were later identified as Cassandra and Mason. Both had suffered fatal gunshot wounds to the head. A few steps away from the mother, they found four-year-old Benjamin. He was lying on the dining room floor.
It appeared as if the child had tried to flee from the perpetrators, but it was too late. He had a gunshot wound to the head, which also led to his instant death. Benjamin had been shot in the face, just above his right eyebrow. Pinpoint burns from gunpowder were discovered on his mother’s face, which allowed laboratory analysis to determine that the woman had been shot from a distance of about half a meter, practically at point-blank range.
Little Mason was shot in the front of his head. The bullet passed through his skull and exited behind his left ear. Aside from the gunshot wounds, the victims showed no other injuries. There was some minor chaos in the house, but this seemed unrelated to the attack. The children had likely escaped before the massacre.
None of the victims had time to defend themselves or resist their attackers. While investigators examined the rooms, Sean’s younger brother, Eric, arrived. He drove Cassandra’s car into the driveway and calmly approached the police officers outside. They spoke with Sean, who could barely contain his emotions.
His behavior was in stark contrast to the composure of a 16-year-old teenager. Eric explained that he had chased the robbers but hadn’t been able to catch them. He could explain why he had returned to help the others. But it was already too late. It all sounded strange. According to the coroner’s report, all three deaths were classified as homicides. The inconsistencies in the circumstances of the case were immediately apparent.
If it was a robbery, why were there no signs of forced entry? Why was nothing missing from the house? Although Eric had reported a struggle, Cassandra showed no such signs, as if the perpetrators had come with the intention of killing her. But then what was their motive? All of this seemed strange, since no one had heard that the young woman was having problems with anyone. The family hadn’t been harassed.
They had a healthy relationship without conflict, debts, or dependencies. The brutality of the attack suggested that the crime was committed by someone who knew the victims and harbored a deep hatred for them. Given this, the widower was the prime suspect and needed to be thoroughly investigated. When questioned, the man could barely contain himself.
His behavior aroused no suspicion. Sean explained that he and his wife had a wonderful relationship. They had not been involved in any love triangles, had not been unfaithful to each other, and had no intention of getting a divorce. His statements were corroborated by other family members, with the exception of his brother Eric.
According to the teenager, the seeds for the crime had been sown long ago, as his older brother had been violent towards his wife. Interestingly, there was no corroboration of this claim. The statements were checked with the police. To their surprise, instead of reports of domestic violence by Sean, they found information about Eric. According to the records, he was a troubled teenager.
This information was also confirmed by relatives of the couple. Many had heard complaints about the teenager’s problematic behavior that Sean and Cassandra had encountered. However, no one corroborated his claims of domestic violence by the man, not even Sean himself. When questioned by the police, the man provided an alibi that was easily verified.
He was indeed at work at the time of the crime and could not possibly have committed it. After his alibi was confirmed by witness statements and surveillance camera footage, Sean was removed from the list of suspects. By this time, there was already serious suspicion against another young man. Now, law enforcement became interested in Sean’s brother, Eric Sweeny, who was at home when unknown assailants attacked the family and opened fire.
When the boy was asked to speak to the police voluntarily, he was nervous but cooperated with the investigators. At the police station, he even waived his right to be questioned, but due to his age, the interview had to be conducted in the presence of an adult. Logically, the interview took place with his older brother Sean, his closest relative, present.
Eric explained that he had woken up early that morning and gone about his daily routine. Everything seemed normal. The teenager went upstairs to take a shower. As he passed by, he saw Cassandra with the children. She was doing her usual housework. The young man was still living with his family in the basement, so after showering, he took his dirty laundry downstairs to put it in the washing machine.
While the teenager was there, he heard a strange noise upstairs, as if something had broken. Then Eric heard a rough male voice, followed by several crashing sounds. He thought they were gunshots. The young man was frightened and didn’t dare leave the basement immediately until everything was quiet.
When the noise stopped, he went upstairs and saw Cassandra, Benjamin, and Mason. All the family members were lying there, covered in blood and showing no signs of life. Eric didn’t find the perpetrators at the scene, didn’t know if the victims were still alive, but he could see through the noise. The window revealed a strange car parked outside.
Without hesitation, he gave chase in his sister-in-law’s car. By the time he reached the farmyard, the perpetrators had just driven off. As the young man started the car, he called his older brother and told him everything. Eric denied any involvement in the attack on the family, but his story had obvious gaps and contradictions with the evidence.
Sean was still devastated. When asked about his relationship with his brother, he paused for a moment, then his expression darkened. The police knew about the family dog, which was aggressive toward strangers. The animal would most likely have attacked strangers in the house to protect the residents.
Therefore, the investigators decided to try to prove that the boy was lying. When Eric was questioned about the dogs’ behavior at the time of the attack, he claimed the animals had been silent. On the one hand, this could suggest that the crime was committed by someone close to the victims, someone the dogs knew. On the other hand, this sounded odd and contradicted the teenager’s story.
Investigators then discovered that gardeners had been working on the neighboring property that morning. They spoke with them as well, but no one corroborated Eric’s statement. They hadn’t seen any unfamiliar cars or people entering the house that morning, let alone running away so quickly.
Instead, a noise was heard after 11:00 a.m., and a few minutes later a young man matching Eric’s description ran through the front door. He was alone and very agitated, immediately got into Cassandra’s car, and drove off. The witnesses’ statements were corroborated after reviewing footage from security cameras on houses in the neighborhood.
They hadn’t recorded any unfamiliar cars. The only car seen driving through the neighborhood was that of 16-year-old Eric Sweeny. He seemed very distraught and in a hurry. No murder weapon was found in the couple’s apartment. Suspicion against the teenager intensified, leading investigators to believe he might have deliberately driven away, not only to simulate a chase but also to dispose of the gun.
The examination of the bullets removed from the victims’ bodies revealed that all had been shot with a .40 caliber pistol. Remarkably, Sean admitted to owning such a weapon, but it had disappeared from his home by that time. Consequently, investigators decided to take a closer look at the car Eric had been driving and obtained a search warrant. Eric’s palms were also to be examined, as there had not been enough time to remove any traces.
Gunpowder residue would most likely have remained on his hands if he had actually fired the weapon. The results of the forensic examination were available on August 9, 2022. Swabs were taken from Eric’s hands during questioning. Similar traces were taken from the surface of the steering wheel of the silver Ford F150 he had been driving.
The man who had been behind the wheel had left a large amount of gunpowder on the steering wheel. The exact same traces were found on the outside and inside of Eric’s hands. From that moment on, the suspicions against the young man were confirmed. But he continued to deny his guilt in the murder of his family members. Now, attempts were made to understand the motive for the crime. Eric’s relationship with Sean had completely broken down.
The man refused to live under the same roof as the suspected murderer of his entire family. Therefore, the boy was placed under the supervision of social services. Law enforcement was in constant contact with the teenager. As long as he was considered a suspect, placement with another family was out of the question. Meanwhile, Sean actively cooperated with investigators.
He had no doubt about his brother’s guilt. He had substantial evidence. Reasons. Investigators decided to take a closer look at who Eric Sweeny was and what his relationship with his family was like. Cassandra and Sean had been the young man’s legal guardians since June 2019.
The older brother refused to consider the possibility of Eric being placed in the care of strangers. He discussed this repeatedly with relatives and friends, seeing it as a good opportunity to advocate for the family’s well-being. He knew that Eric had always had behavioral problems. He often clashed with his mother and had even run away from home several times.
Initially, this didn’t go beyond typical rebellious behavior. No one would have thought the teenager could be so dangerous. At first, the relationship between the brothers and Cassandra and the children was calm. Eric quickly integrated into his new surroundings, into their family, and even helped look after his nephews.
However, it was obvious that the loss of his mother had deeply affected him. During this time, the teenager became even more withdrawn than before. Eric had had mild mental health issues from a young age. When Eric was ten years old, neighbors complained about him to Sean. One woman claimed to have seen the boy kill a cat in the street, but her statement could not be verified.
The older brother didn’t always believe Eric, as he had repeatedly been caught lying, but in this instance, Sean took his side. He couldn’t imagine Eric being capable of taking an animal’s life. However, the situation continued to worsen. The teenager’s grades plummeted, but Sean didn’t care. He himself was a fairly successful, educated, and respected man and wanted to support his brother.
Unfortunately, this met with strong resistance from Eric, and family relationships gradually began to deteriorate. When the issue of expulsion from school arose, it marked the culmination of Eric’s transitional phase. At this point, neither Cassandra nor Sean were willing to support him. The teenager refused to listen to them and declared that he would work instead of going to school.
But time passed, and he continued to live off his brother and wife without doing anything. All attempts to reach him only led to further conflict. Several months before the murder of Cassandra and the children, tensions between Eric and Sean escalated even further. The widowed man confirmed that his brother had recently been behaving in a particularly provocative and aggressive manner.
This led to constant arguments between the two, pushing Cassandra to her breaking point. By the time of the attack, Sean and Eric were barely speaking to each other due to escalating misunderstandings. The young mother was so tired of trying to maintain contact between them that she, too, withdrew. What worried the couple most was that they were also arguing about Eric and no longer knew how to handle it.
Several weeks before the triple murder, the man repeatedly called the police and filed a complaint against his brother. His reason was his fear that his brother’s behavior could be dangerous for his wife and children. Sean claimed his brother was completely out of control. He threatened Cassandra and even assaulted her and his nephew. The initial police report was filed on June 6, 2022.
Sean called the police station and explained that his car had been stolen while he was out with his wife and children. While the police were en route to the scene, he looked around and realized that Eric had once again run away from home and taken the family car.
It is noteworthy that valuables and money that had been openly displayed also disappeared, following the same pattern. During this time, the teenager met up with friends. They drove around town, drank alcohol, or used illegal substances. The teenager was easily apprehended and returned.
The car was undamaged, and Sean withdrew the complaint. He didn’t want to cause his brother any trouble. The next disturbing incident occurred on July 22. The complaint was prompted by strange remarks from Eric, who threatened Sean and Cassandra. In the heat of another argument about his behavior, the teenager let slip that he had hidden a firearm in the house’s garage.
He claimed he would use them at night when everyone was asleep. The older brother called the police, who, along with him, thoroughly searched the garage but found nothing, as Eric had never physically attacked anyone before. No crime was established. The police officers simply drove away. The concern of all the family members reached such a point that Sean put a lock on the doors of the master bedroom and the children’s rooms and even considered throwing Eric out of the house.
He repeatedly discussed these problems with his relatives and stated several times that he regretted taking on guardianship. The climax of this family drama came on August 2nd, the day before the shooting at the Sweeny family home. Cassandra had once again lost cash after leaving it unattended for only a few minutes.
When Sean returned from work, his wife complained about Eric. Another argument broke out. According to Sean, Eric didn’t hold back during this argument, as the entire family was fed up with the troubled teenager’s behavior. This time, Eric threatened to shoot again, and Sean threatened to throw him out of the house.
No one called the police, as the family no longer believed it would make a difference. Further investigation revealed that the couple’s bedroom was unlocked on the day of the triple murder. Apparently, the teenager had deliberately chosen that moment to gain access, or Cassandra had simply not paid attention to the lock and forgotten to close it.
Sean hadn’t installed the locks for no reason. He feared Eric might use his safe, which contained a .40 caliber pistol for self-defense. He usually kept a close eye on it and demanded the same of his wife, but something went wrong that day. When investigators entered the couple’s bedroom on the first day of the investigation, Sean showed them the safe, which had been broken into.
Some ammunition remained inside, but the fully loaded pistol was gone. Several cartridges were also missing. According to Sean, there was enough ammunition for several magazines. The lack of signs of forced entry and the fact that the perpetrator knew how to access the hidden firearm ruled out robbery.
The killer knew his victims and this house well. As suspicion against Eric intensified and was confirmed, it became clear that the gun might have been hidden and only a troubled teenager, ready to open fire at any moment, had access to it. It was obvious that swift action was required.
So they began checking the geolocation data from Eric’s cell phone. Since he had called Sean during the drive, it apparently didn’t occur to him to leave his cell phone at home when he left to dispose of the weapon, which made it possible to track his movements. Thus, three days after the search for the killer began, investigators started combing the wooded area near the Sweeny family home.
The location wasn’t chosen at random; it was indicated by the geolocation data from Eric’s cell phone. Unfortunately, this data wasn’t very precise and didn’t allow them to easily locate the weapon. It took the police more than a day to get a result. But it was worth it. They found a .40 caliber pistol and almost 20 rounds of ammunition.
Further ballistic tests confirmed that this was the exact weapon used in the murder of the Sweeny family. Two sets of fingerprints were found on the weapon’s grip and the cartridges. They all belonged to the gun’s owner and his brother, Eric. The suspect continued to deny his involvement in the crime, but the evidence against him was overwhelming.
Based on the collected data, he was charged with three counts of first-degree murder and falsification of evidence. The teenager completely refused to cooperate with investigators and demanded a lawyer. A public defender was assigned to the main suspect, who immediately began work.
As expected, he based his tactic on the defendant’s age, who was still a minor under the law. The lawyer emphasized that the teenager’s difficult childhood, living with his alcoholic mother who often went hungry and was abused by her partners, had broken Eric inside. He was filled with rage against the whole world.
Furthermore, the lawyer attempted to challenge the prosecution’s version of events by portraying Sean as someone who had a legitimate interest in murdering his family. It all sounded absurd. No life insurance policies were found that could have provided him with even the slightest financial motive. There were no serious disagreements between the spouses.
Eric was always the only constant source of conflict. Furthermore, Sean’s alibi was airtight. During the search of the Sweeny family home, the teenager’s diaries were found. According to the prosecution, he had long planned the revenge-motivated crime. However, the exact reason for the teenager’s anger remained a mystery.
He likely harbored resentment toward his brother and wife’s attempts to get Eric to behave normally, find a job, and show basic respect for others. The diary described numerous conflicts, which Sean also acknowledged, although he viewed them as part of the difficult process of raising a troubled teenager.
Unfortunately, the boy’s anger escalated rapidly, reaching a point where Eric could no longer control himself. Other teenagers in his circle didn’t deny that he had often wished for the death of Sean and his family. Shortly before the tragedy, he began to think about how he could inflict maximum pain on his brother. At parties, he talked about killing his brother’s wife and children.
But everyone dismissed it as tasteless, dark humor and ignored the strange teenager. It’s worth noting that all these young people also had behavioral problems and experienced repeated conflicts with their families. When the tried-and-tested defense strategies proved ineffective, the lawyer attempted to plead diminished responsibility for the teenager.
He even twisted a neighbor’s story about a cat Eric had allegedly killed, presenting it as possible evidence of mental illness. The psychiatric evaluations took some time. Independent experts were found who deemed Eric fully responsible for his actions, without major reservations. All of this contradicted the defense’s claims.
The teenager had no documented medical history. He had never sought medical help before. But the lawyer blamed Sean, claiming he had ignored warning signs and failed to get his brother proper treatment. This argument was also unconvincing.
Communication with investigators in the interrogation room had become routine for the suspect. He displayed an emotional control unusual for many criminals. There was no indication whatsoever that the young man was mentally disabled. Gradually, the decision was made to focus on preparing a solid indictment.
Everything needed was there: the murder weapon bearing Erik’s fingerprints. Unexpectedly, the young man pleaded guilty. This happened just a few weeks before the scheduled trial. For Sean, this was an enormous relief. He continued to suffer greatly from his own brother’s terrible betrayal.
The lawyer supported Eric’s decision to confess. It was believed that this would lessen the extent of his guilt and reduce his sentence. In fact, the charge of destroying evidence was dropped. Furthermore, the defense attorney claimed that his client had intended to take his own life after the triple murder, which is why he had driven to a secluded location with the pistol, but then panicked and changed his mind.
The defendant himself could not give a specific reason for the crime, but stated that he loved this family. The central question remained: How should Eric be punished? After all, he had committed the crime at the age of 16 and was legally still considered a minor. This could have a significant impact on the verdict. Theoretically, he could have received a relatively short prison sentence and been released upon reaching the age of majority.
This prospect sparked a wave of public outrage. Up to that point, concerned citizens had repeatedly questioned why law enforcement had remained inactive for so long despite numerous warnings from the family. Now, these concerns were compounded by worries about his age, but the act itself and the young man’s behavior shortly before it demonstrated that he posed a significant danger.
It was decided to treat him as an adult. The prosecutor requested a prison sentence of at least 97 years: 35 years to life for Cassandra’s death and 40 years to life for the deaths of each of the boys. After Eric pleaded guilty, the charge was reduced to three counts of second-degree murder.
The trial was conducted under a simplified procedure. Taking his confession into account, 19-year-old Eric was sentenced to 60 years in prison in October 2025. He can be parole in 2075, when he will be 68. It is unlikely that he will have to spend his entire life in prison. Sean is aware of this and is deeply worried. He continues to try to have the possibility of parole revoked.
Some relatives of the victims openly expressed the wish that Eric would die or suffer greatly in prison. Thanks for watching and take care. Linda Sobek was born on July 9, 1968, in Los Angeles, California, USA. She was the second child of Robert Sorbes and Lane Wright. Her older brother, Steve, soon became a good friend of his sister.
Robert and Lane were responsible and devoted parents who worked hard to instill strong moral values in their children. Little Linda was very shy and very attached to her family. As a child, she loved going hiking with her father and brother, and she enjoyed cuddling with her mother and doing typical girly activities.
When Linda started high school, she became more outgoing and self-confident. Her mother noticed her attractive face and suggested she wear light makeup to accentuate her features. After consulting with Lane, Linda enrolled at a modeling agency. Although initially hesitant, she soon became enthusiastic about what she was learning and appeared confident and poised in front of the camera.
What she lacked in finesse, she made up for in hard work and great ambition. From that moment on, Linda began participating in fashion shows and doing small photoshoots with amateurs to expand her portfolio. At the same time, she was a cheerleader at school. After graduating in 1986, she realized that she wanted to dedicate herself entirely to her modeling career.
Despite her height of only one meter, which was considered a disadvantage on the catwalk, she gradually received bookings, mainly for catalogs, commercials, and magazines. At 21, Linda went to a casting call to become a cheerleader for a well-known American football team.
She beat out thousands of other applicants and secured a spot on the team. The whole family celebrated her success, but it was especially exciting for Steve. Thanks to her charm, Linda was named Cheerleader of the Year, which brought her popularity in the entertainment world and allowed her to meet many celebrities from sports and film.
Two years later, after leaving the cheerleading team, she was inundated with offers, and it became normal for her to do up to three photoshoots a day. This allowed her to move out of her parents’ house and into a house she shared with three other girls who were also building their careers. Although the world of the runway was very intense, it didn’t stop Linda from making time for her loved ones, especially her mother.
Her family was overjoyed to see her getting closer to her dream. But Linda wasn’t satisfied with what she had achieved. She knew that a modeling career could only be temporary, and she began planning her future. Her new goal was to become an actress, and she started auditioning for various television roles.
In early October 1995, at an event in Las Vegas, Linda handed out her business card to several photographers. A month later, she was invited to a photo shoot for an automotive magazine. The photographer was Charles Rath, a well-known professional in his field, described as a friendly person, but one who could be somewhat rude under pressure. On November 16, Linda woke up in good spirits.
She had an audition for the popular television show Married… with Children. Early that morning, she unexpectedly received a call offering her an urgent photo shoot. Since she had some time to kill before the audition, she accepted. At precisely 10:45 a.m., Linda called her mother to tell her she had to rush off to a photo shoot and promised to call back later.
She didn’t say where she was going or who she was meeting. She grabbed her makeup bag and appointment book, got into her car, and drove to the agreed-upon location. That evening, Elaine became unconcerned when she realized she hadn’t heard from Linda. This was unusual. Linda normally called and told her about her day, especially the results of her auditions.
But that day remained quiet. She shared her concern with her son Steve, who tried to reassure her, suggesting his sister was simply busy. The next morning, Elaine contacted Linda’s neighbors, but none of them knew where she was. When it turned out that Linda hadn’t even shown up for the casting call for Married… with Children, her heart sank.
Realizing something was wrong, Elaine immediately reported her daughter missing to the police. The police first questioned the neighbors. The girls confirmed that they had last seen Linda leaving for a photo shoot. Her daily routine was known. She often went to the gym and frequented her favorite shops and restaurants.
Neighbors mentioned that Linda always wrote down her appointments in a calendar. However, after a thorough search, police were unable to find this notebook in her room. Investigators visited the gym Linda usually went to. The staff knew and liked her, but explained that she hadn’t been there the previous day.
The same thing happened at other places she frequented. At that point, a hotline was set up to gather information about her whereabouts. The problem, however, was that no one knew where Linda had gone or whom she intended to meet. Two days had already passed since her disappearance. Meanwhile, a garbage collector working along a street in a remote area of Los Angeles found several photos in a garbage container.
The photos showed an attractive young woman, and he decided to keep four of them for himself. Police continued to question Linda’s ex-boyfriends, business associates, and people in her social circle. However, all of them had to be removed from the list of suspects. None of them had had any conflicts with her. Four days had passed since Linda’s disappearance, but police still hadn’t found a motive or any crucial clue.
At first glance, the police had neither leads nor suspects, and the investigators were beginning to feel frustrated. Linda’s family and friends, however, decided not to remain idle. They printed an advertisement with her photo and detailed information about her and her car, offering a $1,000 reward for valuable information.
Thanks to donations, another $1,000 was soon raised. The American football team where Linda was a cheerleader issued a press release appealing for help, and news of her disappearance quickly spread through the media. Several television programs devoted considerable time to the case. Thanks to this massive publicity campaign, the police received approximately 100 calls per hour.
Unfortunately, none of them provided concrete information about Linda’s whereabouts. The case seemed to have stalled until a crucial detail attracted attention. The garbage collector who had found the photos a few days earlier suddenly realized that the girl in the pictures was the missing Linda.
He immediately contacted the police and told them the exact location where he had found the photos. The next day, investigators thoroughly searched the area and found more photos as well as Linda’s diary. They also found a rental agreement for a sports car. This document was dated November 16, the day Linda disappeared.
The car mentioned in the contract was a prototype SUV that was not yet commercially available. Police took the contract as a key piece of evidence, and the search for Linda then focused on that area. Volunteers joined the search, combing every corner of the region. After about four hours, a friend of Linda’s found her cosmetic bag in another trash can, about 10 kilometers from where her diary had been found.
Analyzing the evidence, police discovered that the name on the lease matched one of the contacts Linda had saved in her phone. Finally, there was light at the end of the tunnel. As if that weren’t enough, police received an anonymous call almost simultaneously about an abandoned car in the parking lot of a California restaurant that matched the description of Linda’s car.
That same evening, as investigators examined the recovered car, which turned out to be Linda’s, they received another call. This time, however, the call was not anonymous. On the other end of the line was Charles, one of the photographers with whom Linda occasionally collaborated.
He said he saw Linda on the day of her disappearance when they met in a restaurant in the morning to discuss her portfolio. According to him, she wasn’t suitable for the photoshoot, and they said goodbye in the parking lot. Recognizing that this was the same man whose name was on the rental agreement, the investigator asked Charles a direct question about the car.
Charles claimed, however, that he didn’t know how the document had ended up among her belongings. He continued to profess his innocence, stating that he didn’t know how her things had ended up in the trash. Despite all his explanations and attempts to distance himself from the case, he remained a key figure in the investigation, as he was apparently the last person to see Linda alive. Investigators summoned him to the station for further questioning.
During the investigation, they discovered that Charles and Linda had indeed met a few weeks earlier at a car show. Later that same day, Charles called the police and explained that he couldn’t come to the station. He then made another strange phone call to an acquaintance, during which he was clearly drunk.
He began saying incoherent things, including that he supposedly had something to do with Linda’s disappearance. To make matters worse, he revealed that he had a gun and intended to kill himself. The woman he had called was a reserve police officer from Los Angeles. She and a colleague immediately went to Charles’s house to prevent a tragedy.
When they arrived, it took some time to convince him to come outside. When he finally appeared, it was clear he was heavily intoxicated and holding a gun. During the conversation, a shot was accidentally fired, and the bullet ricocheted off the asphalt, injuring the acquaintance who tried to help him.
Fortunately, the injury was not serious, but the incident was enough for the police to arrest Charles. A search of his home uncovered more than one firearm, which in itself aroused suspicion. A bag containing rope, duct tape, and alcohol was also discovered, along with dozens of unusual photos of models posing as if they were dead.
During questioning, Charles completely changed his initial version of events. He now claimed that he had indeed hired Linda for a photo shoot in which she was to drive the car mentioned in the documents. According to his account, the shoot took place at El Mirage Lake. During the shoot, he showed Linda how to perform car stunts but lost control of the vehicle and accidentally grazed her with the side mirror.
When he got out of the car and realized Linda was dead, he panicked and buried her body in the woods. Charles insisted he was so traumatized by the incident that he couldn’t remember the exact location of the grave. However, the police didn’t believe him, and since there wasn’t enough evidence for charges, he could only be detained for a limited time.
The police quickly investigated and found flaws in his version of events. The next day, they found the car Charles had claimed had hit Linda. The vehicle had been thoroughly cleaned, at least twice. However, forensic investigators found no signs of an impact on the bodywork—no dents or scratches to indicate an accident.
Although no traces of fabric or hair were found on the exterior, an examination of the interior revealed red stains in the gaps between the seats, as well as several long, light-colored hairs. Furthermore, a deep dent was discovered on the inside of one of the doors, suggesting a struggle. As the investigation progressed, further evidence emerged that worsened Charles’s situation.
Models who had previously worked with him reported that his behavior did not always meet professional standards. At times, he acted very inappropriately. These statements helped the police identify a specific pattern of behavior that strengthened their suspicion of his involvement in Linda’s disappearance. Charles was known to pressure the models and occasionally make inappropriate remarks, which aroused their resentment.
They were only willing to cooperate with him in exceptional cases, when they had no other option. The situation surrounding the suspect became even more complicated when the police learned that Charles had stood trial in Ohio in 1979 for sexual assault. At the time, however, the judge believed his account that everything had been consensual, and Charles was acquitted.
Meanwhile, DNA analysis confirmed that the hairs and bloodstains found in the car belonged to Linda. Once all the data was gathered, the investigators decided to use a ruse. They told Charles they believed his story about the accident with Linda. They added that finding her body would help prove it had indeed been an accident.
As soon as Charles heard this, his memory suddenly returned, and on November 25, 1995, he pointed from a helicopter to the spot where he claimed to have buried Linda. The operation was supervised by a forensic anthropologist, and after an eight-hour search, Linda’s body was found. To everyone’s surprise, it was almost completely undecomposed.
Experts explained that the cold, the altitude, and the lack of sunlight in the gorge had slowed the decomposition process. In fact, her remains were in a state similar to that of a refrigerator. After nine days in the morgue, experts determined that Linda would have sustained characteristic injuries to her knees in a collision with a car.
Her legs, however, showed neither fractures nor abrasions. Instead, marks were found indicating that she had been bound at the ankles, and these marks were consistent with the thickness of the rope found in Charles’s house. In addition, Linda had internal bleeding and bruising on her legs, suggesting that she had been subjected to violence.
Another important detail concerned her clothing. If it had been a random accident followed by a hasty funeral, her clothes would have been in disarray. However, it appeared that she had been dressed after her death. Even more telling was the fact that her face showed no traces of makeup, despite her alleged trip to a photo shoot while a high blood alcohol level was detected.
The coroner’s conclusion was unequivocal: Linda had been deprived of oxygen and had struggled violently before her death. It was a devastating blow for her family to learn that the final minutes of her life had been so agonizing and gruesome. The family’s lawyer showed her parents and brother a photograph of her body, but they refused to look at it in that condition.
Charles was formally arrested and charged with first-degree murder. The court set bail at one million dollars, but Charles continued to maintain his innocence. After some time in custody, he attempted suicide, whereupon he was placed under strict guard.
Charles attempted to justify himself by presenting yet another version of events, trying to explain every piece of evidence that pointed to his guilt. This time, he claimed that Linda herself had initiated the seduction and even undressed. However, when he ignored her advances and simply continued taking photos of her, Linda reportedly became angry.
Charles explained that he had been able to calm her down and persuade her to get dressed again, and then showed her how to drive the car. At that precise moment, he claimed, he accidentally hit her, causing her to fall and injure her face. Charles further claimed that he put Linda in the car to take her to the hospital.
She started fighting him and threatened to sue him. He tried to restrain her with one hand, but the situation became increasingly aggressive. To calm her down, he claimed he sat on her until she stopped resisting. At some point, however, he realized she wasn’t breathing. He tried to resuscitate her, but without success.
Regarding the rope marks on her ankles, Charles explained that he had tied her legs together to carry her body from the car and bury her. A memorial service in Linda’s honor was held on December 1st at the church where she grew up. More than a thousand people attended the funeral, not only friends and relatives, but also people who had never known her but were deeply moved by the tragedy of her death.
The media reported extensively on the event, emphasizing what a radiant person Linda had been and expressing their condolences to her family. After Linda’s funeral, her relatives demanded justice and the punishment of the perpetrator. The police, for their part, believed that the evidence they had gathered spoke for itself. The violence Linda had been subjected to did not align with Charles’s account of an accident.
Realizing his position was weak, Charles again tried to justify himself. He claimed to possess five rolls of film that supposedly proved Linda had willingly joined him in this car, a prototype that had not yet been released to the market. When these rolls were handed over to the authorities, it turned out that four of them did indeed contain photographs of a woman in dresses, while the fifth showed 13 blurry images of a woman in provocative poses. However, the photographs had been taken over already exposed film.
This made it very difficult to determine the car’s location and who was in the photos. Ultimately, it had to be confirmed that it was indeed the same car. And most importantly, whether the woman was actually Linda. During the investigation, it emerged that Charles had photographed a different prototype from another car manufacturer just a few weeks before renting this particular vehicle.
Investigators then requested an image of the vehicle’s interior from the company. Using image enhancement technology, experts overlaid the photos of the interior and dashboard and were able to confirm that it was a different car. Furthermore, the woman’s figure in the photos did not match Linda’s stature.
Her clothing differed from what Linda had worn on the day of her disappearance. This version of events was therefore dismissed by Charles. Police also continued to contact the models who had participated in the photoshoots for the pictures found in Charles’s house. Investigators wanted to confirm that they had all simply posed for the camera and that none of them had actually been subjected to violence.
At this point, some media outlets began to speculate that Charles might be connected to the disappearances of women from Michigan to California and possibly to several unsolved crimes. However, no evidence was found linking him to these cases. Charles’s trial began in mid-October 1996. The prosecution stated that he had planned from the outset to take Linda to the woods to persuade her into an intimate relationship and, if she refused, to force her.
Although he offered her alcohol, which, as her friends noted, was uncharacteristic of Linda, he was unable to persuade her to have an intimate relationship with him. Then, according to the prosecution, he resorted to violence and ultimately killed her. Two models who had worked with Charles in 1994 testified in court.
Both confirmed that the man disliked Linda and often spoke extremely negatively about her. They learned this by chance while discussing Linda’s potential participation in swimsuit advertising campaigns, after which Charles declared he would never work with her unless forced to. Rumors circulated in the modeling world that Linda had categorically rejected Charles’s advances, which fueled his anger and resentment.
Charles and his defense team, for their part, insisted that the photographic evidence could serve as proof of his innocence. This argument, however, proved insufficient and unconvincing. On November 2, 1996, after six hours of deliberation, the jury found Charles guilty of sexual assault and first-degree murder.
The following day, he was sentenced to life imprisonment without the possibility of parole for the murder of Linda Sobek. He was taken to a men’s prison in California to serve his sentence. As the jurors left the courtroom, Linda’s mother, her father Robert, and her brother Steve, deeply moved, embraced each of them and thanked them.
Later, to channel their grief into something positive, Linda’s family donated $100 from the compensation fund for women who have been victims of violence. On the tenth anniversary of Linda’s tragic death, her loved ones still felt pain and anger. They couldn’t shake the thought that Linda might still be alive if the judge in 1979 had believed the woman who…
Charles had been accused of rape and sent to prison. Every time they were interviewed, the Sobeck family members emphasized how difficult it had been to get through the years without her, as she left a void that no one and nothing could fill. According to her mother, the world was a better place when her beloved daughter Linda was still alive.
The verdict was in, and it seemed as if justice had prevailed. But years later, when the Linda Sobek case was already a thing of the past, an unexpected twist occurred. In 2010, one of the private investigators working on another case involving the disappearance of a young girl came across similar elements to those in Charles’s case.
He began reviewing old cases, and his suspicions were soon confirmed. Throughout California and beyond, there were cases of missing young women. All of them had some connection to the modeling world. The investigator began a thorough inquiry and uncovered previously unknown facts. Some of the women who disappeared in the 1980s and 1990s bore similarities to Linda, worked as models, and participated in photo shoots with relatively unknown photographers.
Most striking, however, was that many of these women had worked with the same agent who had once collaborated with Charles. This led to the emergence of information about closed and secret clubs in which Charles and other influential photographers of the time were allegedly involved. These clubs were unknown to the general public, but rumors circulated among professional models.
Sufficient evidence was gathered to suggest that Charles was part of a larger criminal network that exploited young models for its nefarious purposes. Soon, new evidence was presented to the court, and to everyone’s surprise, Charles admitted from his prison cell that Linda was not his first victim.
Reluctantly, he acknowledged that he had collaborated with other criminals for many years, but never accepted responsibility for their murders. This new development in the case shocked the public and triggered a massive investigation. Many families who had lost their daughters were finally able to get the answers they had waited so long for.
It turned out that Linda Sobek was no random victim. She was the latest in a long line of tragic stories of cruelty and criminal acts hidden behind beautiful photos and glossy magazines. Thus, her death became the beginning of the end for an entire network of crimes concealed within the fashion world, and simultaneously a symbol of the fight for justice for those who had suffered under this dark side of the industry.
Thanks for watching and take care. Jade Jens, born in California, grew up with her biological father, who was her sole legal guardian from childhood. He provided her with stability, care, and support. Her relationship with her mother was difficult and irregular.
Her mother struggled with addiction and mental health issues and was unable to give Jade the attention she needed. Nevertheless, Jade tried to maintain contact and visited her occasionally. When Jade was 14, her mother met Tom Marmann, who later became her husband and Jade’s stepfather. Tom was older, had a stable job, and seemed responsible. When her son Cash was born, Jade developed a deep affection for her brother and wanted to spend as much time with him as possible.
At first, Tom was simply her mother’s new partner to her, without any fatherly role. Their communication was formal and superficial, but over time, a bond developed between them through conversations and mutual respect. Tom always referred to Jade as his daughter. When Jade’s mother missed Cash’s first day of school due to a breakdown, Jade realized…
that she had to intervene. She made the courageous and conscious decision to move in with Tom and Cash to take on some of the family responsibilities. From that moment on, Jade Jens became a full-fledged housekeeper in Tom’s home. She took care of the cleaning, managed the household, and looked after her younger brother, essentially taking over the role of their mother, who was withdrawing more and more, both physically and emotionally.
Overcoming difficulties together brought Jade and Tom closer. Together they tackled household and family problems caused by their mother’s increasingly inappropriate behavior. This partnership strengthened their bond. Later, when their mother was arrested, Jade continued to live with Tom and her brother, Cash.
They moved into a new house, hoping for a fresh start. At that time, Jade was just over 20 years old. She took full responsibility for her brother and continued to run the household. In many ways, Jade Jens had lived between two worlds since childhood. One was characterized by the unwavering love and care of her biological father.
In the other, she had to take on adult responsibilities and hold together a family that was falling apart. Tom became her anchor in this unpredictable reality, and their relationship developed into a bond built on deep trust. Tom Marmann, a 64-year-old resident of the coastal town of Solana Beach in San Diego County, had an impeccable reputation and was known for his orderly lifestyle.
He had three biological sons, but often said he had four children. He always referred to Jade Jens as his daughter, even though they weren’t blood relatives. Tom worked in palm cultivation for many years, but changed careers in 2011. He and a like-minded woman founded a butterfly farm specializing in selling plants that attract butterflies to gardens.
The business was successful, especially during the pandemic when people spent more time at home and developed a greater interest in gardening. From a business perspective, everything seemed perfect for Tom. He was respected as a person who loved his work, was connected to nature, and cared for every single plant on his farm with great attention.
Clients spoke very highly of him, and his colleagues admired his professionalism. But his private life told a very different story. Tom had serious health problems. Years of alcohol abuse had severely damaged his liver and heart. Although he appeared composed and energetic on the outside, he was under constant observation and took strong medication.
At the end of 2020, after eye surgery that temporarily impaired his vision, Tom fell and injured himself. As a result, he had to stay in a rehabilitation center for a short time. During this time, Jade Jens took over all the housework completely. She came by regularly to keep things tidy and prepare everything for Tom’s return.
She knew that after his release he wouldn’t be able to manage on his own. After moving into her mother’s house, Jade began to actively participate in family life. Her daily routine with Tom became fixed. The roles were clearly defined. He provided for her financially and was occasionally at home, while Jade took care of almost everything around the house, supported him, and handled all family matters.
Beneath this outward stability, however, an inner tension slowly built up. Over time, Jade began to understand that she was taking on too much. She did almost all the housework, while Tom withdrew more and more. Although he was the father of her younger brother, Jade took care of all his daily needs, which left her exhausted and hurt. She felt like a secondary character.
She was always expected to help, but no one ever asked her how she felt or what she needed. Jade was particularly hurt by Tom’s remarks about her biological father. She had always had a very close relationship with him. He gave her a sense of stability, raised her lovingly, and supported her at all times. Tom, on the other hand, made no secret of his dislike for him.
He openly belittled her father and constantly compared himself to him to make himself look better. Jade felt he was trying to replace her father not only in the house but also in her mind. She took these comments very personally as a sign of disrespect to both her father and herself. A feeling of unease grew within her.
Jade began to question where her personal boundaries lay. She didn’t want to leave. Her brother was still young and needed her, especially when their mother was away. But the thought of continuing to live in an environment where her feelings were ignored became increasingly unbearable.
Her contribution to the family was taken for granted, without gratitude or recognition. Eventually, Jade decided to move away. The move was a turning point for her. For the first time in many years, she could focus entirely on herself. She directed all her energy toward her professional development and shaping her own life.
She didn’t completely break off contact with Tom and her brother, but their communication became infrequent and formal. Her bond with her brother remained strong, but she consciously kept her distance from Tom. The years passed, and it seemed as if this shared chapter of their lives had quietly come to an end. But then, quite by chance, life took a strange turn.
Jade bought a house on the same street where Tom lived, just a few doors down. It was an unexpected coincidence, but this very coincidence led to a slow reconciliation. At first, it was limited to brief conversations on the street, then came invitations to dinner. Over time, their relationship developed into something seemingly stable again.
From the outside, Jade and Tom appeared to be very close. There was no tension. He seemed genuinely grateful for her attention and care, especially given his declining health. Despite past hurts, Jade showed no anger or resentment regarding old conflicts. It seemed as if they had managed to rebuild trust and establish a mature, stable relationship. Jade’s true motives remained unclear.
She reverted to her previous communication patterns, but without the former warmth and openness. Her behavior resembled fulfilling obligations rather than a genuine attempt to reconnect. She was polite and attentive, but maintained an emotional distance.
On the one hand, she was back in Tom’s house, but on the other hand, she no longer felt like she belonged to him. Their communication remained seemingly balanced, but this was merely an illusion of harmony, and it was precisely under these circumstances that the story took a radical turn. At the end of 2020, while Tom was recovering in the medical center, Jade was cleaning his house. As she was dusting the table, she accidentally bumped the computer.
It was in sleep mode and suddenly switched on. What she saw on the screen shook her to her core. It was an intimate photo of her, completely naked. The same photo she had once sent to her former partner in complete trust. At first, Jade tried to find a logical explanation. Perhaps an oversight, perhaps a mistake.
But it quickly became clear that it was no accident. The photo had been deliberately set as the desktop background and filled the entire screen. It was a conscious act, not a technical error. She froze, unsure how to react. In the home of the man she had once trusted, she was confronted with a shocking violation of her privacy. That moment was a turning point that changed her perception of Tom forever.
Instead of leaving the house, Jade remained standing, stunned but driven by a need to understand. She turned on the computer and began browsing the files. Outwardly calm, a growing sense of horror washed over her. When she opened the file manager, she quickly noticed several hidden folders, all password-protected. To her horror, one of the passwords worked.
It was the nickname of one of her pets. Inside were hundreds of photos of her, sorted by year. These weren’t random snapshots. They had been taken without her knowledge. In the bathroom, in the bedroom while she was changing, or simply relaxing at home. It was more than disturbing. It shattered her sense of security.
Each new photo intensified her horror. Some had clearly been taken with a hidden camera, possibly surveillance devices installed in the house. At first glance, one might have thought they were random pictures from the internet. But Jade knew better. She recognized herself instantly. Her pajamas, the decor of her room, her facial expression, her body language in everyday situations that no one was supposed to see. Jade began deleting the files one by one.
She opened every folder, searching for duplicates or backups. But with each deleted image came the agonizing realization that this wasn’t something you could simply erase from your memory. Desperately searching for a way to completely and permanently destroy everything, she found an external hard drive.
It immediately dawned on her: this drive might contain the majority of the archive. When she plugged it in, she found the same folder structure, but there were even more files. Jade deleted all the pictures and then physically removed the hard drive from the computer. She repeatedly struck it with a heavy object until the casing shattered.
She wrapped the hard drive in towels and threw it into a trash can on the street. Only after confirming that the data was unrecoverable did she return to the house and collapse to the floor, unable to comprehend what to do next. What she had thought was her family turned out to be something entirely different.
It was the collapse of everything she had believed in, the destruction of the foundations upon which her life had been built. One thought haunted her relentlessly: if Tom found out that she had discovered and destroyed the photos, he would never forgive her. Jade was certain she was capable of anything. She had no doubt he would resort to extreme measures.
She remembered his past behavior, how control and restraints had been disguised as care. At the time, she had understood it as protection. The evenings became a state of constant tension. To somehow manage her fear, she covered her bed with a piece of plastic sheeting she had found in Tom’s garage.
It was irrational, a desperate attempt to feel pure and safe. She couldn’t fall asleep unless she was fully dressed. The light was on, and she held a knife, clutching it tightly all night. Reality and fear merged. Exhaustion brought no relief; it only intensified the paranoia. The thought that Tom might find out she had revealed everything and what she had done became her greatest fear.
Her life transformed into a constant state of readiness. Her body and mind were in a permanent state of fight or flight. The crushing mix of doubt, panic, disgust, and fear became unbearable. The psychological pressure reached a point where rational thinking began to break down. In this fragile state, Jade began to plan her next steps.
Seized by fear, Jade realized she couldn’t do it alone. She turned to a man she’d only met once before, at a party. They weren’t friends. There was no trust, just Libra memories and a phone number. She sent him a short, inexplicable message: “I need help.” Neither an hour later nor the next day did she receive a reply.
He had read the message but hadn’t replied. This silence only intensified her feeling of isolation. No one knew what she was going through. The only person she had turned to was either afraid or simply didn’t want to get involved. Jade was alone with her thoughts again, and she had far too many. They overlapped, collided, and frightened her.
She went to a hardware store. Her basket was full of things she would never buy for herself: tranquilizers, a rope, a shower curtain, gloves. Her heart was pounding. The cashier gave her a curious look but didn’t ask any questions. She paid quickly and drove off. On the morning of December 31, Jade picked Tom up from the rehabilitation center.
Despite his weakness and a recent incident in which he injured himself, the doctors discharged him against medical advice. Jade helped him pack his belongings and drove him home. She assisted him on the way there and at home, as he was too weak to move around on his own. Once home, she prepared a comfortable place for him in the downstairs bedroom.
She provided water, medication, and pillows. Everything seemed like genuine care, but Jade was already prepared. The plan was in place. Along with his discharge, Tom was prescribed strong sleeping pills. Knowing their effects, especially in high doses, Jade gave him several pills under the guise of helping him recover. Tom accepted them without question.
Jade watched as the sedative began to take effect. His speech became slurred. His movements slowed, and in less than an hour, he was unable to get out of bed. His gaze became vacant, his breathing labored. He was still alive, but utterly helpless. Jade sat beside him, observing him calmly, without any visible fear or emotion, aware of how vulnerable he had become.
When Tom was almost unresponsive and too heavy to move on his own, Jade realized she needed physical help to carry him from the porch back into the house. She started texting people. The first was a man she’d once had a brief fling with. She simply texted him, “Can you help me carry my stepfather into the house? He’s not feeling well.” He came quickly, but when he saw Tom limp, almost unconscious, he froze. He immediately sensed the situation was unusual. Jade insisted, “Just help me carry him in.” That was all. The man touched Tom, felt his lifelessness, and stepped back without a word and left. He never responded to her messages again. Then Jade contacted another acquaintance, J., who was more naive.
She said she needed help in the house. But when he arrived and saw the almost motionless man on the floor, along with Jade’s distant demeanor, his unease grew. He too refused to help, saying the situation seemed strange and he had to leave. Both men sensed something was wrong, but neither called an ambulance or reported the incident.
They simply walked away, leaving Jade with her decision and Tom, who was still alive. His breathing was shallow and labored. His consciousness was fading. He couldn’t speak or move, but he was still there, alive in his dying body. Jade was left alone with Tom, who was now completely immobilized. She didn’t act immediately.
Hours passed after she had pulled him back. He lay on the floor while she circled him, unable to make a final decision, but long past the point of no return. Late that night, she placed a plastic bag over his head. He offered no resistance. Jade stood beside him, silently watching his breathing slow. Then, without a word, she tightened the drawstring around his neck.
Everything happened in complete silence. Tom didn’t move. The next morning, she placed the body in her car. She wrapped it in a sheet, tied it tightly, and pushed it onto the back of the car. The car sat for several hours in the scorching sun with the windows closed. Jade stayed in the house, unsure what to do next. Her phone remained silent.
No one came looking for Tom. An eerie silence hung in the air. That evening, she dragged the body into the yard. There lay old cardboard boxes, trash, and things that hadn’t been touched for years. Carefully, she placed the body in a corner, slid it between the boxes, and covered it with garbage. Everything was arranged so as not to attract attention.
Then she returned to the house and locked the door. A whole day passed. Jade didn’t leave the house. She ignored calls and messages and acted as if nothing had happened. No one asked any questions. From the outside, it looked as if Tom had simply vanished. More days passed. Tom didn’t contact her and didn’t return to the rehab clinic.
Initially, the staff didn’t raise the alarm. Such delays sometimes occurred. But on the third day, fear began to grow. On the fifth day after his disappearance, Jade herself called the police. In a calm voice, she explained that she had been babysitting a family friend who, after being discharged from the hospital, had spent a few hours at her home, but had then left and hadn’t returned.
She expressed her concern for his well-being and said she had no idea where he could be. This call officially initiated a missing person investigation. Officers arrived later that same day. Jade greeted them at the door, polite but visibly tense. She repeated her story. A cursory inspection of the premises and a quick look inside the house revealed nothing suspicious, and there was no legal basis for a search.
Jade described what Tom was wearing and gave his contact information. However, the next day, staff at the rehabilitation center informed the police that Tom had not brought important documents and medications with him and that his phone had not been working for several days. This strengthened their suspicions. The police visited Jade again, and this time the conversation went differently.
Her composure began to crumble. During questioning, she started to stumble over her statements. When asked about her recent communication with Tom, she explained that she had deleted their correspondence to close that chapter. This statement immediately aroused the investigators’ suspicion. The next morning, the police returned with a search warrant.
With judicial authorization, law enforcement began a detailed search of Jade’s house and the surrounding property. The initial examination revealed little. No visible signs of violence, no evidence of a struggle, no bloodstains. Jade, who appeared exhausted, answered questions calmly and briefly, claiming she didn’t know where Tom had disappeared to.
The backyard, littered with cardboard boxes and construction debris, initially attracted little attention. Investigators noticed the mess but moved on without examining the property more closely. Further searches throughout the day also proved fruitless. The next step in the investigation was to review video footage from the neighbors’ security cameras. In one recording, investigators saw a car pull up in front of Jade’s house on the night of Tom’s disappearance.
Later, someone was seen carrying a cloth-wrapped object out of the garage. The video quality was poor, but it was sufficient to raise serious suspicions. Police returned to the property with the K-9 unit. The dogs indicated a disturbance in the backyard, prompting investigators to re-examine a pile of boxes and tarpaulins lying in a corner of the alley.
Beneath the tarp, they discovered the edge of a rug and, underneath it, a body wrapped in cloth. The discovery of the body was a turning point in the case. Jade was inside the house at the time. The officers asked her to come outside. At first, she pretended not to understand what was happening. When she was informed that a body had been found, she reacted with uncharacteristic calm. No panic, no tears, just tense silence.
The deceased was quickly identified as Tom Marmann. Although the body was in an early stage of decomposition, the clothing and physical characteristics matched. The medical examiner confirmed that death had occurred within a day of his disappearance.
Now the investigators had not only digital evidence, but also physical evidence. Jade’s house was completely sealed off. Her electronic devices were seized and her message history restored. The time for pretending was over. Her legal status changed from witness to suspect. Jade was arrested and taken to the police station. Her initial questioning took place in the presence of a lawyer.
She refused to make a statement. She claimed not to know how Tom had died and insisted that their relationship had been good until the very end. While medical examiners gathered evidence, investigators noticed Jade’s phone. Forensic analysis revealed that she had sent messages to acquaintances asking for help with Tom and his return home.
Two recipients confirmed receiving the messages and gave statements. One left because he suspected something was wrong, while the other refused to make a statement at all. In the notes app on Jade’s phone, authorities found a disturbing shopping list: gloves, bleach, plastic wrap, rope.
Receipts and CCTV footage confirmed that these items had been purchased just days before Tom’s death. Further analysis of her laptop revealed searches for information on the effects of sleeping pills, lethal dosages, and methods for killing someone without leaving visible traces. On the carpet where the body was found, forensic technicians discovered Tom’s DNA along with fibers from his clothing.
Jade’s fingerprints were found on the plastic wrap, although she denied any involvement. Data from her phone confirmed that Jade had picked Tom up from the hospital on the day of his death. During the drive, she sent several text messages, including one that became the prosecution’s key piece of evidence: “I’ve got him. Everything is going according to plan.” The external examination of the body revealed no obvious signs of a physical struggle. However, the autopsy showed clear signs of asphyxiation, as well as a sedative level many times higher than therapeutic normal. The forensic expert concluded that both chemical poisoning and asphyxiation were the cause of death. At that point, investigators had no more doubts.
Tom’s death was no accident. The case now focused on a premeditated act, carefully planned and executed. Following the conclusion of the investigation, the public prosecutor’s office formally charged Jade Jens with first-degree premeditated murder. The extensive case involved digital evidence, witness statements, and expert reports.
The trial attracted public attention. Journalists were present in the courtroom. Transcripts of the interrogations were published, and Jade became the subject of public debate. The prosecution based its case on a wealth of evidence, including messages, shopping receipts, and actions before and after Tom’s death.
The prosecutor argued that Jade had deliberately led Tom to his death and then tried to cover her tracks. The defense, however, emphasized that Jade herself was a victim. Years of emotional exploitation by Tom had driven her to a state of extreme psychological distress and profound hopelessness. Young’s lawyers offered a deal: a partial guilty plea in exchange for a lighter sentence and avoiding life imprisonment.
But the prosecution rejected the offer and insisted on the maximum sentence. Jade stood by her closing statement. She said she did not feel guilty about what had happened, but regretted not having ended the relationship sooner. The jury’s decision brought the multi-day trial to a close.
After several days of deliberation, the jury reached a unanimous verdict: guilty on all counts. Based on the findings of the investigation, the evidence, and the testimony of witnesses, the judge sentenced Jade to life imprisonment without the possibility of parole. In his closing statement, the judge determined that despite her personal trauma, emotional distress, and shock, Jade had no right to take the law into her own hands.
Decisions had to be made within the framework of the law. A few months later, Jade filed an appeal, but the verdict remained unchanged. Thanks for watching and take care.
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