Hi, it's Andrea Gunning, the host of Betrayal. I'm excited to announce that the betrayal podcast is expanding. We are going to be releasing episodes weekly every Thursday. Each week, you'll hear brand new stories, firsthand accounts of shocking deception, broken trust, and the trail of destruction left behind. Listen to betrayal weekly on the iHeartRadio app Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts.

Hi, Im Molly Conger, host of Weird Little Guys, a new podcast from Cool Zone Media on iHeartRadio. Ive spent almost a decade researching right wing extremism, digging into the lives of people you wouldnt be wrong to call monsters. But if Scooby Doo taught us one thing, its that theres a guy under that monster mask. The monsters in our political closets arent some unfathomable evil. Theyre just some weird guy.

So join me every Thursday for a look under the mask at the weird little guys trying to destroy America. Listen to weird little guys on the iHeartRadio app Apple podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts.

In the early morning hours of September 6, 2016, St. Louis rapper and activist Darren Seals was found murdered. That's what they gonna learn. On for death, on for nothing. Every day Darren would tell her, all right, mom, be prepared.

They are going to try to kill me. All episodes available now listen to after the uprising, the murder of Darren Smith on the iHeartRadio app Apple podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. In 2009, Maitrice Richardson was released from the Malibu Lost Hill Sheriff station, and she never made it home. Nearly a year later, Maitrice's remains were found in a Canyon 6 miles from the station. Her death is Malibu's greatest unsolved mystery.

I'm Dana Goodyear in Lost Hills Dark Canyon. What happened to Maitrice Richardson? Listen on the iHeartRadio app Apple podcasts, or wherever you listen to podcasts. Hello, and welcome to Haunting, Purgatory's premiere podcast. I'm your host, Teresa.

We'll be bringing you different ghost stories each week, straight from the person who experienced it firsthand. Some will be unsettling, some unnerving, some even downright terrifying, but all of them will be totally true. Listen to haunting on the I heart radio app Apple podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. Missing in Arizona contains graphic depictions of violence and may not be suitable for all listeners. April 10, 2001 08:42 a.m.

i big fire. Can you see it? Big fire. You bet I can see it. Some house just exploded and ignited on fire.

Hello? Hi are you calling about the fire? Yes, there's somebody on the way. Okay, we have the Holland on the way. I'm just calling to make sure you guys are on.

Make sure they come in on Holly. They get lost every damn time there's a fire. They've got to come in on Holly. Okay, thank you. The cul de sac.

And it's 74th place. Not 74th, Weyer street. We got it. Thank you. 911 emergency.

Yes, there is still no fire equipment here. Okay, ma'am, we're on our way. There's nothing you can do to make them go faster. Okay, we're on our way. Medical location of your emergency.

Okay, what's going on there? It's a big fire. It's really big. Fire behind it just like blew up. Okay, what's on fire?

The whole house. The whole house? The whole house is burning up?

Yes, it is. There are people in there. This whole house exploded. Okay, we do have police in fire on the way. Were there people inside the house?

Yes, there are probably dead. We have one caller that said there should be people inside. How many people inside? He could not say how many. He assumes they're all dead.

From iHeartRadio and Neon 33, I'm John Wolzak, and this is missing in Arizona. The story of a man who disappeared after allegedly killing his wife and kids, blowing up their suburban home, and escaping into the wilderness. 23 years later. I'm hunting Robert Fisher, and I need your help.

So we're turning for the first time onto Robert Fisher's street. Pulling up into the cul de sac, 111 degrees out. You want to park in front of the stone wall. It's always amazing the simple items that survive catastrophe. The resilient relics stubbornly dotting desecrated landscapes, refusing to yield.

At the end of north 74th place in Scottsdale, Arizona, there sits a little stone wall. Its a gravestone beyond which three people died. Its a vital witness, but it cannot speak. And its an eternal marker of a suburban fabric one man found so suffocating, he slashed and shot and burned his way out. Long after the family who lived 20ft away died.

Long after most neighbors moved. Long after a new home replaced the one that exploded. This little stone wall remains. You see it in a home video from 1989. Hey, babe.

Britney. Hey. Robert Fisher stands in his driveway, barefoot, cradling his one year old daughter Brittany, as twilight takes hold just over his right shoulder. The stone wall, you see it too. In crime scene photos from 2001.

Blackened beams rise from charred, smoldering rubble as investigators circle what remains of the Fisher house? Orange fire hoses, spaghetti. Across cul de sac pavement, under a gray sky stamped with faded fluffy white clouds, a silver pickup truck sits, burned and blistered under a half collapsed carport roof. And there, then, as now, the stone wall. This wall, maybe 2ft tall, is the line that separates the fishers from their next door neighbor.

Around 10:00 p.m. on April 9, 2001, the neighbor hears Robert and Mary fighting. 40 minutes later, Robert gets into Mary's Toyota four runner and heads to a nearby ATM, where a camera captures grainy black and white footage of him pulling out $280, then driving away. Poof. Gone forever.

This is the final sighting of Robert, the final sighting of Mary's suv, until a camper finds it ten days later, abandoned in a remote, remote forest. At least that's what we've been told for 23 years by the police, media, and FBI. The leading theory is that Robert is grabbing cash and fleeing town, that he already killed Mary and the kids. This is a critical detail. It means he has a ten hour jump on the cops.

April 9, 10:42 p.m. robert's at the ATm. April, his house explodes. A ten hour gap. Except this timeline is wrong.

I found a new, confirmed sighting. Real quick, let me take you back to the 1990s. Listen to this tiny but important clip from a Fisher home video. Mary films Britney pedaling a small bike down their cul de sac. See if you can turn around in that driveway.

That driveway two houses down. By 2001, it belongs to a man who agreed to speak to me on the condition I not use his real name. Let's call him Peter. He works long hours in the food service industry. Sometimes I'd leave 203:00 in the morning.

April 10, 2001. When I got up, he had one vehicle underneath the carport, and he had her vehicle on the street. At about 330 in the morning is when I left. That vehicle was still on the street. His vehicle was pulled underneath the carport.

Peter sees both Robert's truck and Mary's suv at the Fisher house at 03:30 a.m. which means we can say definitively for the first time that Robert returned home from the ATM the previous night. This tightens the timeline by 5 hours and takes me completely by surprise. When I agree to meet Peter, I don't expect much, maybe some anecdotes about the fishers. Instead, 330 in the morning and both vehicles were still in.

I ask him repeatedly if he's sure. I do know that it was there when I left because I'd pull out and look right at it and take off, go to work. But, Peter, are you 100% certain? I'm positive. Peter has never been interviewed by the media or more importantly, law enforcement.

Despite living only 80ft from the fishers. He provides us two new clues. One, a sighting of both vehicles at the Fisher house at 03:30 a.m. on April 10, 2001. And two, how the vehicles are parked.

The truck was in the driveway. A suv was on the street. This is abnormal. Peter usually sees Mary's suv in the driveway and Roberts truck on the street. This day, it was the opposite.

A different neighbor, the one who heard Robert and Mary fighting, tells police the same thing. Why does this tiny detail matter? I'll tell you later. April 10, 2001. A 20 year old Alicia Keys releases her debut single, fallen, at 08:42 a.m.

the Fisher house. Wait, hold up. I lied. I told you I found one new witness, but I actually found two. I have another one for you.

And he tightens up the timeline even further. His name is Bud Wolf. Unfortunately, he died in 2021. So instead I meet with his daughter, Jenna. We're learning now that the very last person to ever see Mary Fisher's suv, or any sign, therefore, of Robert Fisher, was your dad.

Wow. That's incredible. Jenna often joins her dad as he makes repeated early morning visits to the Fisher's cul de sac. I know this street was pretty dark on April 10, 2001. Jenna is not with her dad as he delivers newspapers.

He would have picked him up and then drove to Scottsdale, so I had to put him there between four and five. Bud Wolf is in Scottsdale by four or 05:00 a.m. but when exactly does he pass the Fisher house? What does he see? And how do I even know this?

Last year, I obtained a previously unreported memo written by a Scottsdale police officer. Here it is read by a voice actor on 411 o one. The day after the house explodes at zero 50. 5 hours. 05:05 a.m.

while working traffic control at 74th place in Holly, monitoring the northbound entrance to 74th place, I observed a paper carrier approach my location. I contacted the paper carrier, Arizona Republic, who identified himself verbally as Bud Wolf. Bud stated that he needed to deliver five newspapers on 74th place, north of Holly. Bud inquired if he should simply walk in. As northbound 74th place was taped off with yellow crime scene tape, I advised Bud to go ahead and walk into the neighborhood.

When Bud returned, he stated that yesterday he accidentally delivered a newspaper to the house. That burned. He added that he delivered this paper by mistake. At zero five three 0 hour, 05:30 a.m. bud stated that on 410 o one at 0530, he noticed that the large pickup that is now parked under the carport and burned was parked in the driveway, but the rear of the vehicle was sticking out, blocking the sidewalk.

Bud added that there was another vehicle parked in front of the truck under the carport at that time. Bud described the other vehicle as a white car, possibly. Bud said that he wasn't positive about the vehicle type. About two minutes after he delivered the paper, he realized his mistake. Bud then went back and retrieved the paper.

Bud left the area. Bud did not see any activity in the area on that morning. After Bud left, I noticed that I forgot to get buds date of birth. I called Buds cell phone. I spoke to Bud and got his birth date.

During the conversation, Bud volunteered that he now remembered that the vehicle that he saw in front of the truck was not a car, but a white suv. Bud was not sure what type of suv it was. Bud added that it appeared to be an older model. Bud said that the vehicle was definitely not a van signed by officer Abernathy, badge number 704. Lets pause for a minute and take stock of what weve learned.

One, the neighbor who hears Robert and Mary arguing at 10:00 p.m. on April 9, sees their vehicles parked abnormally, Marys forerunner in the driveway, Roberts truck in the street. Two, Peter, a different neighbor, sees the same thing when he leaves for work at 03:30 a.m. on April 10. Three, Bud Wolf, a newspaper delivery man, sees Roberts truck and what appears to be Mary's forerunner at 05:30 a.m.

so for the first time in 23 years, we've narrowed down the case timeline significantly. Robert Fisher does not immediately flee after visiting the ATM on April 9. In fact, he's still home 7 hours later at 05:30 a.m. on April 10, the house explodes at 08:42 a.m. i.

So Robert flees sometime between 530 and 842. But we can narrow it down even further because Mary Fisher is supposed to pick up a neighbors son for a school carpool at 730. When she doesnt show up, that neighbor looks out a window and sees Roberts truck but not Marys forerunner. So with two new witnesses, weve narrowed down when Robert flees to between 530 and 730. What else can we deduce?

Well, the sun rises in Scottsdale on April 10 at 06:03 a.m. but civil twilight starts at 537 meaning theres already a good bit of light in the sky. Robert likely wants to leave quickly now to avoid neighbors and sunlight. My best guess is that he flees shortly after Bud Wolf sees both vehicles at the house at 530. Is it really creepy to think that that morning Robert Fisher would have been home when your dad was delivering the paper?

Extremely creepy. Extremely. There's no reason to doubt Bud wolf. He shares his story with a police officer the day after the Fisher house explodes, then dies. Having never spoken to the media, he has no reason to lie.

Would you describe your dad as a trustworthy person? Oh, absolutely. Would you say he had a good memory? He did at the time, yes. Towards the end of life is when with the brain cancer, his memory started deteriorating.

But during that period, his memory was incredible. Would there be any reason to doubt an account that he gave the police? Oh, not at all. Now let's turn to what Bud Wolf sees, not just when Bud sees Robert's truck parked behind what he first describes as a, quote, white car, possibly as shortly thereafter as a, quote, white suv. Mary's forerunner is silver, not white.

Is it possible that Bud sees an entirely different vehicle parked at the Fisher house? Yes, but thats extremely unlikely. The most plausible explanation is that buds memory is good but not perfect. That he recalls a silver suv spotted during twilight as white. So heres the new case timeline 10:00 p.m.

a neighbor hears Robert and Mary arguing. The neighbor sees their vehicles parked abnormally. Roberts truck in the driveway. Marys suv in the street. 10:42 p.m.

robert withdraws $280 from a nearby atm. 03:30 a.m. peter a different neighbor also sees Robert's truck in the driveway and Mary's forerunner in the street. 05:30 a.m. bud Wolf, the newspaper delivery man, sees Mary's forerunner in the driveway parked in front of Robert's truck, which is now jutting out into the cul de sac.

Here's why this is important. It means that between 330 and 530, someone shuffles the vehicles, Roberts truck out of the driveway, Mary's suv into the driveway, Robert's truck behind the suv. By the time the house explodes, Roberts truck is under the carport and Mary's forerunner is gone. Meaning after Bud wolf leaves around 530, someone shuffles the vehicles again, pulling out the truck, pulling out the suv, putting the truck under the carport, and driving away in the suv. What the heck is going on here?

To recap, between 330 and 07:30 a.m. we have a game of musical cars. Someone pulls Robert's truck out of the driveway. Mary's suv into the driveway. Robert's truck behind the suv, the truck out again, the suv out, the truck back, and then drives away in the suv.

This is extremely bizarre, especially because Robert's truck is a loud diesel and the cul de sac is small. It's also a lot for a single person to pull off by themselves. I'll get to that in a later episode. Stay tuned.

Hi, it's Andrea gunning, host of betrayal. I'm excited to announce that the Betrayal podcast is expanding. We are going to be releasing episodes weekly every Thursday. Each week, you'll hear brand new stories, firsthand accounts of shocking deception, broken trust, and the trail of destruction left behind. Stories about regaining a sense of safety, a handle on reality after your entire world is flipped upside down from unbelievable romantic betrayals.

The love that was so real for me was always just a game for him. To betrayals in your own family. When I think about my dad, oh, well, he is a sociopath. Financial betrayal. This is not even the part where he steals millions of dollars and life or death deceptions.

She's practicing how she's gonna cry when the police calls her after they kill me. Listen to betrayal week on the iHeartRadio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. Hi, I'm Molly Conger, host of Weird Little Guys, a new podcast from Cool Zone Media on iHeartRadio. I've spent almost a decade researching right wing extremism, digging into the lives of people you wouldn't be wrong to call monsters. But if Scooby Doo taught us one thing, it's that there's a guy under that monster mask.

I've collected the stories of hundreds of aspiring little hitlers, the suburbs, from the nazi cop who tried to join ISIS, to the National Guardsmen plotting to assassinate the Supreme Court, to the satanist soldier who tried to get his own unit blown up in Turkey. The monsters in our political closets aren't some unfathomable evil. They're just some weird guy. And you can laugh. Honestly, I think you have to.

Seeing these guys for what they are doesn't mean they're not a threat. It's a survival strategy. So join me every Thursday for a look under the mask at the weird little guys trying to destroy America. Listen to weird little guys on the iHeartRadio app, Apple podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts.

New from double asterisks, an I Heart podcasts, a ten part true crime podcast series, emergency 91. It's a fire in my parking lot. This car is on fire. In the early morning hours of September 6, 2010, in 2016, St. Louis rapper and iconic Ferguson activist Darren Seals was found shot dead.

Every day, Darren would tell her, they are going to try to kill me. A young man in 2016 was killed on this block. Well, I'm a podcast journalist, and I'm a former state senator, Maria Chapelle Nadal. I was in the movement with Darren, and I've spent two years with co host Ray Novoshelski investigating his death. Even if I did want to tell you something, that's a dangerous game to play.

FBI did that to myself. They've been following him for months. That's enough proof right there. All episodes available now listen to after the uprising, season two, the murder of Darren Seals on the iHeartRadio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. Greetings, ghouls and girls, and welcome to Haunting, Purgatory's premiere podcast for all things afterlife.

I'm your host, Teresa. We'll be bringing you different ghost stories each week, straight from the person who experienced it firsthand. Some will be unsettling. When she was with her imaginary friend, she would turn and look at you, and you felt like something else was looking at you, too, some unnerving. The more I looked at it, I realized that the thumb look more like a claw, like a demon, some even downright terrifying.

The things that I saw, heard, felt in that house were purely demonic, but all of them will be totally true.

Listen to haunting on the I Heart radio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you live and get your podcasts.

On September 17, 2000, 924 year old Maitrice Richardson was released from the Malibu lost Hill sheriff's station. She had no money, no phone, and no ride. She walked out of the station and into the night, and she never made it home. Nearly a year later, Maitrice's naked, skeletonized remains were discovered in a canyon 6 miles from the station. I'm Dana Goodyear.

Five years ago, I started reporting on the Maitrice Richardson case. Everyone knows something horrible happened to maitrice. Nothing about her case makes sense, and for 15 years, the sheriff's department has failed to solve it. In Lost Hills, Dark Canyon. We are investigating what happened to my treece Richardson.

Listen to Lost Hills, Dark Canyon on the iHeartRadio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you listen to podcasts.

So your family owned the land on which the Fisher home was built originally? Originally. How long has that property been in your family? My father bought the property in 29 and he moved there about 1930. On that 40 acres what was farmed mostly cotton, cotton, sorghum and some citrus.

Mike Wilmoth now owns only two of the original 40 acres. But those two acres and his house are a extremely valuable and bde directly behind the Fisher property. On April 10, 2001, Mike is in bed only 150ft from the Fisher house. I was just beginning to come out of sleep that sort of twilight zone and I heard the explosion and I went that sounded like an explosion. And you didn't immediately hop out of bed.

It sounds like you stayed in bed for a minute. I stayed in bed for a few minutes until I heard the helicopters. And I'm like okay, now I gotta go check what's going on. I don't blame you. You're drowsy, you're waking up.

It's not how you want to start your morning news. Helicopters circle overhead broadcasting live watching at home. One woman immediately recognizes the burning house. Jan Howell, Robert Fisher's mom. She calls 911.

Here's a recreation of that call. Rural Metro fire Department. Yes, this is misses Howell. My son Robert Fisher's house I just saw blow up on television. I want to make sure see what's happening there.

It's a. Okay. And this is your son's house? Yes. Okay.

Just a minute ma'am. Yes. Okay. I'm going to have somebody contact you. Was there anybody, was your son out of town or was he in town?

Do you know? He's supposed to. I just called the hospital. He works at Mayo Hospital. Uh huh.

And I called them and they didn't hear from him. And then I got his mother in law on the line in and she said a neighbor had called the church and said the house exploded with gas. And on television I saw his truck in the driveway. Okay. Now um, we're not sure.

You said the person who owns this house, his last name is Fisher? Yes. Okay. We're not showing that as being his house. No.

Okay. Nevermind. All right. All I can do is how many people were in the family or that lived in the house. There's a boy, ten years old, a girl, 13 years old, the wife Mary and my son who's 40.

Okay, so there's four people that live in the house. Yes. And a dog. The explosion is violent. Rattling houses for a half mile in every direction.

Sending flames shooting 20ft into the air. The most direct witness is a man named Max Moody working on a nearby rooftop. He's slammed by a deafening boom as debris flies out and a column of black smoke climbs into the sky. Flames flare from shattered windows. The first cop to arrive is Scottsdale police officer Jay Hawkins.

As he pulls up, there's a series of smaller secondary explosions, probably ammunition. Neighbors scream that there are people in the house. Firefighters speed to the scene, as do reporters, including Tom Zollner. So I was working as a reporter at the Arizona Republic, which is the statewide daily newspaper. And on the morning of April 10, 2001, I walked out of my house to go to my car to go to work, and I saw a plume of smoke on the horizon and it looked like a gigantic fire.

And the smoke was black. Whatever it was was still engaged. And so instead of going straight to work, I decided to swing by the fire and I arrived to the house of Robert Fisher, which was completely on fire. I was the first reporter at the scene and fire crews were already working the blaze. The Scottsdale Police Department is here too.

Detective TJ Duran arrives to a fire blasted Norman Rockwell painting. Nice little house, nice little house, nice little house. And then a pile of smoldering rubble. The damage was incredible. We were kind of like, what the fuck caused the explosion?

Joanne guesses correctly, natural gas. He and other detectives, including John Kirkham and Joe Leduc, circle the house, trying to decipher this enigmatic, molten mess. We went around the backyard, so the fire had started and then it exploded. It blew out the back walls of the house. Now, you had a 4ft high brick wall where you could look in, and John and I were looking in and there were two bedrooms we were able to look into and we could see that there were bodies on the bed.

And John and I looked at each other and we basically said, this is definitely a homicide. We knew that the fire was burning and the bodies looked small, so we knew they were kids. Normal cases, somebody's gonna wake up and move. They were still lying there like they were sleeping. I've been on investigations where a child died in a fire, and when we found the child in the house, they were in the fetal position.

You tend to curl up because of the heat. These bodies weren't like that. To Duran's dismay, news of the bodies leaks to the media. Soon it became apparent that it wasn't just a house fire, but a triple homicide. Detectives fight to keep gory details private, and they're successful for now, but they're already feeling intense pressure.

This will clearly be a high profile case and their crime scene is burning on live tv as someone leaks secrets and family and friends of the victims descend on the cul de sac. Someone called me and said, I think Mary's house blew up. Mary's friend Kim Davidson said, what do you mean? And they said, I just heard there's a house in Scotstle that blew up. We think it's Mary's.

So I went to the house, and there was police in front of it. Her sister Myrna was sitting in the police car, and there was an ambulance there, and the house was in shambles. The next thing I knew, I overheard the police officer say, there's three bodies and there are two children. I just kind of went into shock. At Supai middle school, principal Diane Wells calls an emergency meeting of Brittany Fisher's teachers, including Miss honey, who we heard from in episode one.

And then the police come in, and they're like, there's been a fire. The house has been on fire. And we're like, oh, whose house? And then I realized she's not in class today. Britney is missing.

Her house is on fire. Rumors fly. No one can focus the Supai gang. This hardy bunch of teachers must remain calm because the news was blowing up. And we had to be the turquoise team, the teachers.

We had to be strong. That was the strongest I've ever had to be as a teacher, as an educator, because these kids are leaning on us to be strong and to make this okay so that we all fall apart. Meanwhile, everyone has the same question. One of my colleagues, Kate Eberlead, said, wait, where's Robert Fisher? And I'll never forget that moment.

I will never forget that moment, because all I know is the police looked at each other, and she said, you need to find him, because I think he did it. And that. All I know, all I can remember is the police is like, all right, well, thank you so much. Bam. They were gone.

This is on purpose. The Scottsdale Police Department wants to minimize any discussion of Robert Fisher as a suspect. They hope he'll return and claim to have been camping or something when his family died, expecting their bodies, critical evidence to be destroyed. It's a controversial strategy. Most people immediately suspect Robert, the missing dad, with military, medical, and firefighting experience.

But in defense of SPD, if Robert's not thinking rationally, which is possible, this strategy could work. As the fire dies down, there's so much confusion. Jim Roden, a Fisher family friend, hears a false rumor that SPD found Robert's body. So I go, oh, man, my friend Robert's gone. Then it's the reports start coming in, no, he's not there.

They found the bodies of Brittany and Bobby and Mary and it looks like dirty pool. So then it's just like, oh, my goodness. This just went from bad to very, very good. Very bad. From an accident happened or a suicide to a triple homicide.

And where is he? That's probably the first time I go, oh, Robert, what did you do? Even as it starts to click. Mom dead. Daughter, dead.

Son, dead. Dad missing. SPD declares that Robert is not a suspect, though he is wanted for questioning. The next day, Mary's father, Bill Cooper, a retired school principal who walks with two canes, speaks to the media. Robert, we love you wherever you are.

Robert, please, we unders. We love you. Just. Just come home, please, Robert. I don't know what's going on.

We don't know anything for sure, but we'd like to hear from you. Please, Robert. Bill begs a newspaper reporter to quote, please, please keep writing good things about Robert. He's a good man. You want to know about my Robert?

He was the greatest dad. He was the greatest husband. I miss him. I miss him terribly. I miss him almost as much as I miss my daughter.

Because they were one. Bill's grief hurts my soul, reporting this case. I think of it every time I see him in old family videos, including this clip from 1989 with Robert and Brittany. How old are you, Britt? Hello, Brittany.

Hello. Britney's one years old.

On April 14, 2001, the Arizona Republic leads with a story by Tom Zulner. Family in blaze, slashed, shot. Quote, Mary Fisher was shot in the back of the head and her children's throats were slashed in the hours before their Scottsdale home exploded Tuesday. Scottsdale detectives, including TJ Duran and John Kirkham, are furious with his owner. Somebody gave him information on the crime that shouldn't have been in the newspaper.

So at that point, we realized, well, the republic's distributed throughout the whole state. There's no doubt he's looking at newspapers. So we knew at that point, our theory that he'd come back is out the window. That's done. And matter of fact, when that printed, John called me that morning really early and said, have you seen the fucking newspaper?

Front page. And at that time, I used to have it delivered to me and I looked at it, and then I called him back and said, who the fuck is talking? SPD is fighting to find Robert Fisher and Tom Zellner just nuked their strategy. That came to a head and what amounted to a yelling match in between myself and Detective Juran, he completely uncorked on me. I yelled back at him, and that was that.

Years later, we patched it up. I do have a lot of respect for him. I think he did as good a job as any police officer could have done on this case. And he also understood why we were clawing for the information that we got. In some ways, the mission of the police and of the news is parallel.

You want to find out what the heck happened? Zollner's article with details on the murders is a turning point in the case. And now father and husband Robert Fisher is officially being called a suspect at Supai middle school. Miss Honey, Britney's teacher and the second to last person to see and speak with Robert Fisher at the honor society event on April 9, takes a deep breath. And then it was this moment of, oh, my God.

I shook his hand. I shook his hand that night. It was me. I was the one. As the gravity and depravity of the situation sink in, Mary, Britney, and Bobbie are cremated and laid to rest in a private ceremony on Easter weekend.

Then, on April 17, a crowd of 1300 gathers for a public memorial. Undercover cops scan the crowd for any sign of Robert Fisher as speakers memorialize Britney. Ten days before what would have been her 13th birthday, we saw her as a bright and shining star among her peers. Such a beautiful young lady. So precious, so unique, so special.

She will be missed more than I can say. God must be thrilled to have her right now in his choir in heaven. I love you, Miria. I love you, Brittany. I love you, Bobby.

Bill Cooper speaks last. God has a plan. He has a timing for our lives. And you've heard today that this was not something that was yanked from Mary and Brittany and Bobbie. God has a plan.

We don't know what it is, but I know someday we're going to know. But until then, I just want you to know that we're going to miss them so much. They were such a joy to my life. But I still have my myrna. And we will see them again in glory.

Did I keep that under seven minutes? Great. Bill, hi, it's Andrea Gunning, host of betrayal. I'm excited to announce that the betrayal podcast is expanding. We are going to be releasing episodes weekly.

Every Thursday. Each week, you'll hear brand new stories, firsthand accounts of shocking deception, broken trust, and the trail of destruction left behind. Stories about regaining a sense of safety, a handle on reality after your entire world is flipped upside down from unbelievable romantic betrayals. The love that was so real for me was always just a game for him. To betrayals in your own family.

When I think about my dad. Oh, well, he is a sociopath. Financial betrayal. This is not even the part where he steals millions of dollars. Life or death.

Deceptions. She's practicing how she's gonna cry when the police calls her after they kill me. Listen to betrayal weekly on the iHeartRadio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. Hi, I'm Molly Conger, host of Weird Little Guys, a new podcast from Cool Zone Media on iHeartradio. I've spent almost a decade researching right wing extremism, digging into the lives of people you wouldn't be wrong to call monsters.

But if Scooby Doo taught us one thing, it's that there's a guy under that monster mask. I've collected the stories of hundreds of aspiring little hitlers of the suburbs, from the nazi cop who tried to join ISIS, to the National Guardsmen plotting to assassinate the Supreme Court, to the satanist soldier who tried to get his own unit blown up in Turkey. The monsters in our political closets aren't some unfathomable evil. They're just some weird guy. And you can laugh.

Honestly, I think you have to. Seeing these guys for what they are doesn't mean they're not a threat. It's a survival strategy. So join me every Thursday for a look under the mask at the weird little guys trying to destroy America. Listen to weird little guys on the iHeartRadio app, Apple podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts.

New from Double Asterisk, an iHeart podcasts, a ten part true crime podcast series. Emergency 901 parking lot. This car is on fire. In the early morning hours of September 6, 2016, St. Louis rapper, an iconic Ferguson activist, Darren Seals, was found shot dead.

Every day, Darren would tell her, they are going to try to kill me. A young man in 2016 was killed on this block. I'm a podcast journalist, and I'm a former state senator. Maria Chapel Nadal. I was in the movement with Darren, and I've spent two years with co host Ray, now investigating his death.

Even if I did want to tell you something, that's a dangerous game to play. FBI did this to myself. They've been following him for months. That's enough proof right there. All episodes available now listen to after the uprising season two, the murder of Darren Seals on the iHeartRadio app, Apple podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts.

Greetings, ghouls and girls, and welcome to Haunting, Purgatory's premiere podcast for all things afterlife. I'm your host, Teresa. We'll be bringing you different ghost stories each week, straight from the person who experienced it firsthand. Some will be unsettling. When she was with her imaginary friend, she would turn and look at you and you felt like something else was looking at you too, some unnerving.

The more I looked at it, I realized that the thumb looked more like a claw, like a demon, some even downright terrifying. The things that I saw, heard, felt in that house were purely demonic, but all of them will be totally true.

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On September 17, 2000, 924 year old Maitrice Richardson was released from the Malibu lost Hill sheriff's station. She had no money, no phone, and no ride. She walked out of the station and into the night, and she never made it home. Nearly a year later, Maitrice's naked, skeletonized remains were discovered in a canyon 6 miles from the station. I'm Dana Goodyear.

Five years ago, I started reporting on the maitrice Richardson case. Everyone knows something horrible happened to maitrice. Nothing about her case makes sense, and for 15 years, the sheriff's department has failed to solve it. In Lost Hills Dark Canyon we are investigating what happened to my treece Richardson. Listen to Lost Hills Dark Canyon on the iHeartRadio app, Apple podcasts, or wherever you listen to podcasts.

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Thursday, April 19, 2001 nine days after the house explodes as darkness falls, a 50 year old man named Greg drives down a bumpy road in Arizona's Tonto National Forest, looking for a place to camp. Greg is alone. He often is. He wanders the country doing construction work. He parks his van at a primitive campsite and gets out.

Slushy snow falls gently from above, drifting down into an inky forest devoid of light and sound. This spot is 120 miles northeast of Scottsdale, 15 miles from the tiny town of Yonge, and 1000ft from the Fort Apache Indian Reservation, on a steep climb down from the muggy on riminal m o g o l l o n. An escarpment, a long, steep slope, a strip of cliffs. Think of it as a jagged, raised scar stretching 200 miles across the state. This is where Greg finds himself cold, wandering down a forest service road, hunting by flashlight for firewood, when he spots a glint of silver in the woods.

Closing your eyes. Dot, dot, dot. Here we go, Tom Zollner, now a successful author, published a book last year called rim to river looking into the heart of Arizona, in which he paints a vivid portrait of this remote spot. It's up in what Arizonans call the high country at 5000ft above sea level. A lot of tall pine trees, a lot of granite crags, a lot of places to get lost.

It's alpine. It's beautiful. Frank Kimbler is a geologist and former Arizona resident. There are creeks and there are lakes up there. It's essentially the high country of Arizona.

It's full of wildlife. There's lots of deer, there's bear. It's almost like going to a miniature version of Yellowstone. It's ponderosa pine tree forest, with lower shrubs consisting of manzanita and juniper. Brian Havey is a retired detective in Gila County.

A stunning expanse of wilderness dotted by towns with names like six Shooter Canyon, dripping springs and whispering pines. Great hunting grounds. Deer, elk, turkey, mountain lion, bear, bobcats, coyotes, the whole nine yards. This is where Greg, our protagonist or the FBI will later wonder antagonist, finds a silver suv at night, alone in a 3 million acre national forest. Greg knows Robert Fisher is missing.

He knows Fisher is likely driving a silver suv. But he's tired. It's dark, he's cold, and he's learned generally to mind his own business. He doesn't know for sure if the suv is the suv. So he makes a fire, has dinner, and falls asleep in his van.

The next morning, the suv is still there, perching behind a tree. Greg pulls out binoculars and zooms in. He sees a four, an r. It is a forerunner. Then he sees movement.

A dog. This has to be the forerunner. The dog. The dog starts to approach him, but pauses halfway and turns around. Greg wonders, is Robert in the woods watching him?

Is he dead in a ditch? He doesnt wait to find out. He packs up and drives 40 minutes north to a gas station where he uses a payphone to call Jim and Bobby Jacka, an elderly couple in Mesa. He tells them what he found and asks them to call the police. And then he vanishes.

Friday, April 20, 2000 01:10 a.m. the Jackas call the Scottsdale Police Department. Detective Kirkham takes the call. Detective Joanne stands next to him. They look at each other.

A silver forerunner and a dog abandoned in the woods. It has to be Mary's suv and blue. The Fisher family pet. Right? But they need confirmation, and they're two and a half hours away by car.

So we immediately called DP's, the Arizona Department of Public Safety and said, hey, can you do me a favor? Fly up over there by helicopter. Within an hour, DP's calls and says, hey, this is the truck we have, and this is the plate. That's him. That's the truck.

Well, guess what happens? Who's listening to the scanners? The media. So that immediately hits the news. Helicopters are up there, they're filming it, and we're like, are you fucking kidding me?

So within an hour or so, John and I are on a black hawk, and they fly us to the rim. Hila county and Coconut county are already there. Who was the first member of law enforcement on the scene? You're looking at him. Gila county detective Brian Havey.

I had deputy Colt white in my vehicle. Two of us did a walk in through the trees and brush. Using them as cover. Havey pauses behind a tree and aims his rifle at the suv. He sees movement.

Is it Fisher? No, it's blue, the dog. But Fisher could be anywhere, waiting to snipe cops or blow them up. What if he rigged the forerunner to explode? Or scattered booby traps in the forest?

As Havey makes a final approach, he's startled to see a car speed past him on a rough dirt road directly to the suv. The good news, backup is here. The bad, it's a less experienced cop with blatant disregard for tactical safety. I remember having a discussion with Officer White. That that idiot, if he's there, we're going to have to rescue his ass, too.

Meanwhile, other members of law enforcement set up a command post a quarter mile south on Yong highway. Highway, it should be noted, is an overly generous moniker. Much of the 74 miles road is unpaved and sounds like this.

Scottsdale detective TJ Duran arrives by helicopter. Did they land you on the highway? No. They landed us in a field surrounded by pine trees. As Duran lands, a SWAT team moves methodically through the forest with scant cover.

There's no sign of fisher. The leading theory is that he's armed, extremely dangerous, and holed up in a nearby cave. As the sun sets and the forest darkens, police set up a perimeter but dont enter the cave. Instead, they call a plumber. Imagine you spent your day unclogging toilets, and now, voila, youre part of a high stakes manhunt.

The plumber snakes a grainy drain camera down into the tight underground cave. Perhaps expecting a pair of eyes to peer back at him. He sees nothing. At the command post, restless media beg for updates. The Gila county sheriff agrees to speak.

They all gather around, and the cameras and they shined the lights in them. And his first words were, turn your lights off. And everybody was like, oh. And they shut the lights off just in case anyone's watching from the woods. Even though the search has been called off for the night, heavily armed SWAT team members kept a watchful eye for Robert Fisher.

The next day, more than 100 men and women from DP's Gila County Sheriff's Department and Scottsdale police SWAT team moved in early this morning, hoping to pick up on Fisher's trail. A special dog from the Maricopa County Sheriff's Department used to search for dead people will also be joining the team. We're going to be checking the caves, but we'll need to do those with the cadaver dog in the event that he is in the hole and has expired. We don't know that. The Gila County Sheriff's Department thinks Fisher may have been here, here for at least a week before his car was found because it was clean without having been driven in the mud.

We do know it was after the snows because his vehicle is clean. So we're working a period of time from the 13th of the month until now. Meanwhile, at a roadblock, cars coming and going into the area were checked to make sure Fisher wasn't hiding out. A scary thought for some drivers. I wish I was armed, you know, it's concerning.

This is. I have a convertible. We put the top up because we don't want anybody jumping in the car, and you know that they've got homicide suspect here. Okay. Yeah.

Probably shouldn't want to. Don't want to pick up any hitchhikers. We're going to splice right beyond. Thank you. Okay.

What we've done this morning, though, is we've gone out, checked all the areas, using the snow as a guide for us, looking for tracks, trying to locate if the subject had walked out. We found no new tracks. We did have a couple of reports. They had a suspect fitting description about a mile towards Forest Lake. It's not him.

As cadaver dogs circle caves and bloodhounds sniff the forerunner. Patty Blackmore, a veterinarian in the mountain town of Payson, gets a call. At least one member of the Fisher family is running around the woods. Robert Fisher's dog. And the cops want Patty to nab him.

Patty's having a rough morning. She and her friend Samantha Wright just euthanized a white malamute after a failed surgery to remove a huge stomach tumor. The malamutes owners drop off a dozen donuts to say thank you. Now Patty and Samantha hop in a car and drive into the center of a massive manhunt. Oh, my gosh.

They're very busy everywhere. Everywhere. And news people lining the roads, snapping pictures. It was very overwhelming. Yeah.

And I think you had a ball cap on. I mean, it was Saturday morning. We were no makeup, barely out of our pajamas. Yeah, I may have not had my pajamas on. I don't remember now.

Just another day we go do a surgery, get called in to capture some dog that's a forest. When feedback. Yeah, yeah. Allegedly murdered his family. No.

Just like another day. Patty reports to headquarters. There are all these guys, and they've got all their gear on, you know, their bulletproof vests. And I said, I was here to pick up the dog. And they said, well, did you bring your stuff gun?

I said, no. I had no idea that they had not caught the dog. And so we ended up loading up in a suv, myself, my girlfriend, the donuts, a leash, and I think there were probably four or five guys. And we drove out into the forest. When we got there, they were actually loading Robert Fisher's car onto a flatbed, and the dog was just out and confused, walking in circles.

And I just said, don't take the vehicle away, because if you do, the dog doesn't have any reason to stay here. So I had them all stay in their vehicle. I approached the dog with a donut and a leash, and the helicopter was going above, and they were all filming all of this. The forest is silent, save for a panting dog, a distant helicopter, and the wind. There's a heavy scent of pine.

It was kind of cold and wet and dewy. Patty doesn't pay much attention to the forerunner. I was mostly figuring out, how am I going to catch this dog on live television without looking like an ass?

It's the truth. I threw him a piece of donut, and he ate it. I threw him another one. He got a little closer, and he ate it. And then I finally stuck my hand through the leash like a slip leash, gave him the piece of donut, and then I was able to catch the dog.

Now all Patty can think is, what if Fisher shoots me, isn't gonna sniper me out of some tree? It was creepy, which is not that crazy to think. Right? And you were the one. Everybody was in the suv.

Yeah. And they send me in the middle of the forest, you know, with this, me, the dog, a donut, and a leash against the world. Right. Seriously, have you ever seen the video of yourself? I don't think I ever have.

Do you have it? Yes. That's it. That photo. You have it.

That's it, yeah. Oh, my gosh. So this is me and Patty's down trinking. Blue. Blue, a two year old australian cattle dog, is hungry, thirsty, and agitated.

When I caught him, he had porcupine quills all throughout his face. So I went ahead and sedated him and then went ahead and carried him out. We ended up taking him back to the clinic where I removed all the porcupine quills and then brought him home to my house and kept him with me after that. There were multiple. Multiple people that wanted to adopt him.

But the family didn't want the dog to be a big spectacle, so we didn't, of course, talk to any of them. And I think at one point, I even had a sign on my door because people were following me, following me everywhere, bawling about the dog, wanting the dog. And so I ended up adopting Blue, and he ended up living with us for the rest of his life. Patty and her family moved to Missouri in 2011. They nicknamed Blue Duck because he makes a funny honking noise with his mouth.

Blue spends his final years roaming a farm, happy and free. He dies in 2014. Patty and Samantha have vivid memories of their surreal experience in the forest. Until two years ago, Samantha also had physical mementos. Some of the porcupine quills pulled from Blue's snout.

She wanted to make Patty a memory box. I kept putting it off, and then our house burned down two years ago, and so we lost it all. That morning, I was like, you know what? I'm gonna go run errands, get stuff done. I grabbed little Ella's face, our chocolate lab, and said, sweetheart, I'll be right back.

I left in about 1210. I got a phone call from Sergeant Hanson, and he says, your house is on fire. When they got there, it was fully inflamed. Somebody had heard our dog Ella, barking. She was outside on the deck, and they thought she was in a room.

And he thought if he threw a rock through the window, he could get the dog out. But she wasn't. She was on the other side of the deck. Anyway, it back drafted and killed her pretty quick. We lost our kitty.

Remember that little stone wall in Scottsdale? The relics that survived catastrophe? Well, in the room that burned the hottest, I found two things. My great grandmother's Rosary and the gold crucifix that had belonged to her. I mean, we're talking black char everywhere.

We're looking for the remains of my cat. And these are the two things that I find in that room, totally untouched. In one bedroom, I had an old cabinet, had all my notebooks from Phoenix seminary. I'd gone to seminary. They were wet, but all those notebooks survived.

Every Bible in the house was charred on the outside, but fine on the inside. Samantha leans on God, but it all just hurts. You have brain trauma. I couldn't remember anything. First week after the fire, I would be in Rei and I'd see a dog, Toye.

And I just start weeping. And people were like, they don't know what to do with you. I felt like our kids were just pointing us into the right direction. Tim and I both lost about 15 pounds that first month because we couldn't even eat. It was so stressful.

Samantha's fire makes her think of the fisher fire, her trauma, of the trauma visited upon Mary's parents. I would think, as a parent, why didn't I see this coming? Could I have done something? I even think about losing Ella and Esther in the fire, and there's a lot of guilt, you know, if you would have been there that morning, you were so selfish and you had to leave and go run errands instead. And they're just my animals.

They're not even my children. So I can't fathom just the devastation that the parents felt in losing their daughter and grandchildren. Sometime before Patty leaves Arizona, Mary's parents stopped by to visit blue because he was a piece of the family. You know, he knew the kids. And it was still part of that story, the only living part of that story that they knew for sure.

Brittany, brittany, brittany jean. Brittany, brittany, jean. Say bye bye. Bye. Bye bye bye.

Bye. Bye, bye bye. Bjdeheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh Saturday, April 21, 2001. As the search for robert fisher continues, attention turns to another cave. The scottsdale swat team, trained to operate in cities, not the wilderness, is out of its element.

They ask hilo county detective Brian havey to help guide them via radio. I was on a little knoll, maybe 200 yards from the entrance to the cave, behind some good rocks as cover. There was sleet and hail and snow coming down. They would go like 20ft and all shack up behind a tree. And every time they come out from one, they'd say, where are you at?

So I'd stand up and go right here. Which way do we go now? That direction. And it took for them to cover that 200 yards, I want to say 45 minutes. So they get to the cave entrance and they drop flashbangs.

Flashbangs, smoke grenades, the whole nine yards. I don't know if they were trying to scare Robert Fisher out of the cave or any bears or lions or tigers or whatever. Meanwhile, the weather is rapidly deteriorating. A storm came in. We had rain, sleet and some hail, and it became quite miserable.

As you know, that red dirt up there turns into mud real quick, though. Everybody was tromping around in that stuff. Visibility drops to 10ft. Sometimes we get what we call tide crystals. It looks like tide soap and it's just little fluffy snowballs that come down.

At 04:00 p.m. the SWAT team retreats from the cave at seven. The search is temporarily suspended. Only four units remain overnight. Sunday, April 22 on day three of the search for murder suspect Robert Fisher is quite a different picture.

Snow covered the entire area and there are a lot less officers. Right now we're down to about a third. We've probably got 25 people. I don't have an exact count, but yes, we are down because of what's happened in the weather change. But the thick blanket of fresh snow also can be a benefit for searchers because it's easier to spot new tracks.

When you have no snow. You need more searchers to cover the ground. Officers dart from one false lead to the next, including a nearby lean to. No sign of Fisher. Buzzards in the sky.

No sign of Fisher. Sightings everywhere. None confirmed to be Fisher. Monday, April 23 Fisher search fruitless murder suspect vanishes in wilds it's been an exhausting weekend for cops and the media. The Arizona Republic has been stellar in its reporting, though it does make some mistakes, saying at one point, for example, that Robert Fisher is definitely cornered in a cave.

The republic also never realizes that its own employee, Bud Wolf, is a critical witness. The last person to see Marys forerunner before its located nine days later in the forest. Today, the search ends only 70 hours after it began. Gila County Sheriff John Armor tells the payson roundup that law enforcement spent 4500 man hours scouring a 1.5 miles radius around the forerunner, searching for Fisher. As far as we're concerned, he says, the probability of him being in that area is so low, we're not looking anymore.

Back in Scottsdale, it was a home where a mother and her children were murdered. It was also a home purposely set on fire, police say, to destroy the bodies and to cover up the triple homicide. But as of this morning, the home was torn down by a demolition crew and hauled away. And then you see it. The little stone wall.

This resilient relic watching as an orange bulldozer carts off rubble from the house burned and the lives shattered only 20ft away. While the investigation continues, questions continue to mount. Did Robert Fisher really murder his family? And if so, why? But the big question, police say remains is Robert Fisher still out here somewhere?

Next time I'm missing in Arizona so we found Mary Fisher's forerunner. It's still on the road, it's still in Arizona, and we're about a half mile away from its current address. You can reach us by phone at 1833 new tips that's 1833-639-8477 by email@tipsyheartmedia.com tips media.com online at neon 33. Dot or on Twitter onwalzak j O N w A l c Z A K Paul Decken is our executive producer. Chris Brown is our supervising producer.

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Hi, I'm Molly Conger, host of Weird Little Guys, a new podcast from Cool Zone Media on iHeartRadio. I've spent almost a decade researching right wing extremism, digging into the lives of people you wouldn't be wrong to call monsters. But if Scooby Doo taught us one thing, it's that there's a guy under that monster mask. The monsters in our political closets aren't some unfathomable evil. They're just some weird guy.

So join me every Thursday for a look under the mask at the weird little guys trying to destroy America. Listen to weird little guys on the iHeartRadio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts in the early morning hours of September 6, 2016, St. Louis rapper and activist Darren Seals was found murdered. That's what they gonna learn. On for death, on for nothing.

Every day Darren would tell her, all right, mom, be prepared. They are going to try to kill me. All episodes available now listen to after the uprising, the murder of Darren Seals on the iHeartRadio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. In 2009, Maitrice Richardson was released from the Malibu Lost Hill sheriff station, and she never made it home. Nearly a year later, Maitrica's remains were found in a canyon 6 miles from the station.

Her death is Malibu's greatest unsolved mystery. I'm Dana Goodyear in Lost Hills Dark Canyon. What happened to my Treece Richardson? Listen on the iHeartRadio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you listen to podcasts. Hello, and welcome to Haunting, Purgatory's premiere podcast.

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