On the day of October 16th, 2024, former One Direction singer Liam Payne fell from a third-story balcony at the CasaSur hotel in Buenos Aires, Argentina. The sudden death of the singer ignited a wide variety of conspiracies due to the broken evidence and rushed nature of the investigation and trial. Today I ask and answer the most thought-provoking questions people have about this case and mysterious tragedy that happened that day in Buenos Aires, Argentina.

The case was supposed to be simple—five rooms in a forgotten retirement home and a ghost that wouldn’t stay put. That’s what they told me, anyway. But nothing about this place feels simple. The air smells like bergamot and something older, something buried. The staff won’t meet my eyes. The residents whisper names they shouldn’t remember. And every hallway leads somewhere it didn’t before. Then there’s Lola. She knows more than she’s saying. And her aunt? Ms. Oshun smiles like she’s already seen how this ends. I’ve worked strange cases before. Missing persons. Cults. Things that go bump and worse. But this one? This one feels different. Because the deeper I dig, the more it feels like I wasn’t hired to solve the mystery. I was invited. And something inside that building is waiting for me to find it.

On 12, October 2019 at the Marathon Gas Station on Station Road off Old 441 a call to 911 was made at 1407 (2:07pm). Caller stated that there had been shots fired inside the gas station and that the assailants had climbed into a pickup truck and sped away. Caller described the vehicle as a black Chevrolet S-10 with no license plate. Caller described the assailants as two individuals wearing ski-masks and bandanas and the driver of the S-10 was wearing the same thing. He believed them to be white males but could not be certain in a physical description.

I've been hunted across continents by a stranger I've never met—a mentally unhinged, obsessive drug addict and criminal with zero boundaries or self-worth—who thinks it's hilarious to stalk, poison, steal from, and plot my murder while his greedy accomplices laugh along.

Lilliana was 16 years old when her life changed; rather, it didn't change, she simply realized it for what it truly was.

The Undercover Trap: When the System Protects Itself: In environments meant to protect the vulnerable, truth can become the first casualty.

600,000+ deportations, 1.6 million arrests, and only 11,213 actual migrant criminals have been caught. We're only starting the first week of March, and it's been pretty quiet, until now. ICE is a failure, and the Austin mass shooting shooter is proof of this.

It’s about a struggles of a parent trying to provide for their child, later grows into a child of crime and conflict that determines his fate.

There's a pattern consisting of these assassination attempts, pointing to staged attempts. It also leads to a dark viewpoint of murderous intent on part of the government agencies involved. These gun men were tricked into staging a failed assassination attempt, but didn't know they were setting themselves up to be killed. But the agents knew.

Sometimes wisdom comes from the most unexpected places. In this reflection, I explore how even people we disapprove of—or might instinctively condemn—can offer valuable insights about accountability, truth, and personal responsibility. The story highlights the importance of separating the messenger from the message: listen carefully, reflect, and act wisely, no matter the source.

"Oh, Mr. Prolongo. You are a better specimen than I was led to believe. Before you go, may I ask for a moment of your time? I promise to pay you in full for your services." "None of that funny business. Promise?" "Mr. Prolongo. I will keep my hands where you can see them at all times. Lola, the thurible, if you will. Mr. Prolongo, my niece will anoint you with the incense—it is merely a test. As you can see, the smoke is red, but if and only if it were to change to white. Well. Let's see." The young lady, Lola, came at me swinging the stinky can. It smelled like my evening tea of Earl Grey. She murmured a small incantation I could not decipher. The red smoke engulfed me and all eyes were on me. Then a smile like one of those cats that can disappear bloomed on her lips. The smoke was white.

The house showed no signs of forced entry. No struggle. No reason to suspect the killer had ever left. Inside was 17-year-old Sarah Grace Patrick — the grieving daughter who called 911. But investigators would soon discover the truth may have been much closer than anyone imagined.

Oxalis is about a homeless man, who wanders the streets, in hoping to find a way to make it out of his predicament. It may be continued, but for now, here's the first short story!

A private United States of America citizen fighting for her life in a system that refuses to help her from the grips of family members who belong to a deadly cartel. Maisha is fleeing from a human trafficking attempt on her life in Massachusetts, August 2025. Maisha is currently in Canada trying to obtain help from the Canadian government and is currently living in a shelter where members of the cartel are working with locals to kill her for reporting her story on social media. Please listen to her story and share it to as many people as possible.

This is a work of fiction. It uses real public controversies as atmosphere, not as proof. So, let us begin… I know how a jail smells when the night goes wrong. Cold bleach. Old sweat. Burnt coffee that sat too long on a hot plate. And that stale, damp odor that clings to concrete no matter how hard you scrub. You learn it in your first month, and it never leaves you. Years later, you can catch it on a stranger’s shirt in a grocery aisle, and your body tightens before your mind even places the memory. I did my time on the inside in South Carolina, at the state level, and then again down in Florida. County work. Not federal, but we still held prisoners for the Feds that had detainers. Still, a cell is a cell when the doors lock, and policy turns into habit, and habit turns into survival.

Another segment of the abuses our agencies have done, and the tolls it's taken on us tax paying Americans. Feel free to comment and share what you know about these abuses, here.

Elizabeth Short’s murder left a city in fear and a family in mourning, a stark reminder that behind every sensationalized story is a life tragically lost.

Elizabeth Short’s murder was a meticulously staged act of violence, shocking a city and cementing her tragic legacy as the Black Dahlia.

Before the world knew her as the Black Dahlia, Elizabeth Short was a young woman full of ambition, charm, and dreams—a life tragically cut short by violence.

While the Zodiac Killer and the Black Dahlia case remain officially unconnected, the parallels in victim targeting, media manipulation, and psychological signature suggest patterns that continue to fascinate—and horrify—true crime observers.