Crime at Bedtime

The Zodiac Killer ciphers are among the most famous unsolved codes in the world, and after more than fifty years, two of them have still never been cracked. Between 1969 and 1970, the unidentified serial killer who called himself the Zodiac sent four coded messages to San Francisco newspapers, each a block of strange symbols mixing letters, numbers, and astrological signs. He promised that his codes would reveal his identity. The first cipher, 408 characters long, was solved in about a week by a schoolteacher and his wife at their kitchen table, but it revealed only a chilling boast, not a name. The second, known as Z340, defeated the FBI, the NSA, and the world's best codebreakers for 51 years, until an international team of three amateurs finally cracked it in December 2020, one of them working through Melbourne's COVID lockdown on the far side of the world. And two ciphers remain unsolved to this day, including a 13-character message that the Zodiac introduced with the words "My name is". In this episode of Mysteries at Bedtime, we tell the full story of the Zodiac ciphers: how the codes worked, who solved them, why the last two may be impossible to crack, and the genuinely haunting possibility that the name of a killer who was never caught has been sitting in plain sight, printed on a newspaper page, for more than half a century, in a code that no one has ever been able to read. Settle in, get comfortable, and let us tell you the story of the unread message.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

The assassination of Judge John Wood on the 29th of May 1979 was the first killing of a sitting United States federal judge in the 20th century, and the man who pulled the trigger was a Texas contract killer named Charles Harrelson. On that spring morning in San Antonio, Texas, the 63-year-old federal judge known to defence lawyers as "Maximum John", for the harsh sentences he handed drug traffickers, walked out of his home to drive to work and was shot once in the back with a high-powered rifle. Behind the killing was a quarter-of-a-million-dollar contract, paid by an El Paso drug kingpin named Jamiel Chagra who was about to be tried in Judge Wood's courtroom. And behind the trigger was Charles Harrelson, a charming, remorseless hitman who had already killed before, and who would, during a cocaine-fuelled six-hour highway standoff a year later, confess not only to killing the judge but to the assassination of President John F. Kennedy, a claim he later retracted and which the FBI dismissed entirely. In this episode of Crime at Bedtime, we tell the full story of the Charles Harrelson case: the murder of Judge John Wood, the three-year FBI investigation, the drug kingpin who ordered the hit, the wild false confession, and the strange twist that the killer's own son, Woody Harrelson, would grow up to become one of the most famous actors in Hollywood while his father spent the rest of his life in a Supermax cell. Settle in, get comfortable, and let us tell you the story of Maximum John.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

The assassination of Gianni Versace on the 15th of July 1997 was the shocking end of one of the deadliest killing sprees in modern American history. On that summer morning, the world-famous Italian fashion designer walked home from a café to his Miami Beach mansion, Casa Casuarina, and was shot dead on his own front steps by a 27-year-old man named Andrew Cunanan. But Gianni Versace was not Andrew Cunanan's first victim. He was his fifth. Over the previous three months, Cunanan had murdered four other people across four American states: Jeffrey Trail, a decorated Navy veteran; David Madson, an interior designer and Cunanan's former boyfriend; Lee Miglin, a 72-year-old Chicago real estate tycoon; and William Reese, a New Jersey cemetery caretaker killed for nothing more than his pickup truck. By the time Cunanan killed Versace, he had already been on the FBI's Ten Most Wanted list for over a month, and he had been hiding in plain sight in Miami Beach, just four miles from the designer's mansion. In this episode of Crime at Bedtime, we tell the complete story of the Versace murder and the Andrew Cunanan spree: the five victims, the nationwide manhunt, the funeral in Milan attended by Princess Diana and Elton John, the houseboat where the manhunt finally ended eight days later, and the questions about Cunanan's motive that have never been answered. This episode honours all five of the people who died, not only the most famous of them. Settle in, get comfortable, and let us tell you the story of the steps of Casa Casuarina.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

The attack on Nancy Kerrigan on the 6th of January 1994 became one of the most notorious scandals in the history of the Olympic Games, and it involved one of the most famous rivalries in sport: Nancy Kerrigan and Tonya Harding. On that afternoon, at the United States Figure Skating Championships in Detroit, the reigning American champion Nancy Kerrigan finished a practice session and walked down a corridor toward her dressing room. A man stepped out from behind a television cameraman, swung a police baton at her right knee, and ran. The footage of Kerrigan sitting on the floor, clutching her leg and crying "Why? Why? Why me?", was broadcast around the world and has never been forgotten. Within days, the FBI had uncovered an extraordinary conspiracy. The attack had been planned and paid for by the ex-husband of Kerrigan's rival, the figure skater Tonya Harding, in an attempt to eliminate Kerrigan from the competition and clear Harding's path to the 1994 Winter Olympics. In this episode of Crime at Bedtime, we tell the full story of the Nancy Kerrigan attack and the Tonya Harding scandal: the four men who carried it out, the FBI investigation, the astonishing Olympic showdown at Lillehammer watched by 110 million Americans, the broken shoelace, the guilty pleas, the lifetime ban, and what became of both women in the decades since. Settle in, get comfortable, and let us tell you the story of the whack heard round the world.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

At approximately 12 minutes past midnight on the morning of Monday the 13th of June 1994, in the leafy Los Angeles neighbourhood of Brentwood, a group of residents on South Bundy Drive were woken by the barking of a distressed Akita dog. The dog was wandering the street. It had blood on its paws. It had blood on its coat. The dog belonged, as the neighbours knew, to a 35-year-old woman named Nicole Brown Simpson. She lived, with her two young children, in a Mediterranean-style condominium at 875 South Bundy Drive. She was the ex-wife of one of the most famous men in the United States: the retired football player and Hertz rental car spokesperson Orenthal James Simpson, known to everyone in America as O.J. The neighbours followed the dog back to Nicole Brown Simpson's home. What they found in the small, gated walkway leading up to her front door has become, in the 32 years since it was discovered, one of the most examined crime scenes in modern American history. Nicole Brown Simpson lay face down and barefoot at the bottom of the stone stairs leading to her front door. She had been stabbed multiple times. Her throat had been cut with such force that she had been very nearly decapitated. Approximately 15 feet away from her, in the small ornamental garden by the walkway's gate, lay the body of a second person. He was young, athletic, dark-haired. He was wearing jeans, boots, and a white shirt. He had been stabbed more than 30 times. His arms and hands bore extensive defensive wounds. He had, in the last minutes of his life, fought his attacker. His name was Ronald Lyle Goldman. He was 25 years old. He was a waiter at Mezzaluna, a nearby Brentwood restaurant where Nicole had eaten dinner with her family a few hours earlier. He had come to her door that evening to return a pair of eyeglasses her mother had left at the restaurant. He was, by every account of the people who had known him, an ordinary young man from an ordinary American family. He had made, on the last evening of his life, an ordinary kind gesture. The story of the trial that followed, watched by hundreds of millions of people around the world. Of the civil verdict that came two years later, which found what the criminal jury had not. Of the book, published in 2007, that is widely regarded as an effective confession. And of the death, in April 2024, of the man who had been at the centre of the case, without his ever having been criminally convicted of the killings.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Shortly after midnight on the morning of Tuesday the 15th of November 1966, in the small Ohio River town of Point Pleasant, West Virginia, in the county of Mason, two young married couples in a black 1957 Chevrolet drove out along State Route 62 to see what there was to see at the abandoned munitions plant seven miles north of town. The plant had been decommissioned since the end of the Second World War. It was known, to everyone in Mason County, as the TNT Area. It consisted of several hundred acres of overgrown vegetation, crumbling concrete storage bunkers, and an abandoned power plant building. The four young people in the car were Roger Scarberry and his wife Linda, and Steve Mallette and his wife Mary. Roger was driving. It was a Monday night rolling over into a Tuesday morning. They had been out. On the drive back into town, they had decided to take the long way home, past the TNT Area. As they approached the abandoned power plant building at approximately five minutes past midnight, their headlights fell on what appeared to be two red points of light standing beside the road. Roger slowed the car. The four of them looked out through the windscreen. The two red points of light, they realised as they got closer, were not lights. They were eyes. The eyes belonged to a figure that was standing perfectly still at the side of the road, watching them. The figure was, in Roger Scarberry's later description to police, shaped like a man, but bigger. Approximately six or seven feet tall. It was covered in a dark grey substance that might have been feathers, or might have been skin, or might have been something else entirely. Behind its back, folded, were what appeared to be a pair of very large wings. For a moment, the four young people in the car sat and looked at it. Then the figure moved. The story of the 13 months that followed, in which more than 100 people across Mason County reported sightings of the same creature. Of the extraordinary investigation conducted by American paranormal researcher John Keel. Of the disturbing dreams that spread through Point Pleasant in the autumn of 1967. And of the terrible event that occurred, in the darkness of the early evening of Friday the 15th of December 1967, exactly 13 months and one day after the first sighting, that killed 46 people and, in a strange coincidence that has never been explained, ended the Mothman sightings entirely.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

At approximately 12:35 in the morning on Wednesday the 29th of April 2015, in a small clearing in the jungle of a prison island called Nusa Kambangan, off the southern coast of Central Java in Indonesia, a group of eight men and one woman stood in a line, facing a 13-member firing squad. Two of them were Australians. The younger of the two was 31 years old. His name was Andrew Chan. He had been born in Sydney to Chinese immigrant parents. He had, ten years earlier, at the age of 21, been the ringleader of an operation to smuggle 8.3 kilograms of heroin from the Indonesian island of Bali into Australia. The older was 34. His name was Myuran Sukumaran. He had been born in London to Sri Lankan Tamil refugees and had moved to Australia as a young child. He had, ten years earlier, at the age of 24, been Chan's co-ringleader in the same operation. He had, in a peculiar and unhappy coincidence of dates, been arrested on his 24th birthday. Twelve days after his 34th birthday, he was going to die. What no one who met them in the early days of their imprisonment could have predicted was what the two men would become in the ten years between their conviction and their execution. Andrew Chan would find Christianity, become a prison pastor, and lead the English-language church congregation of Kerobokan Prison in Bali. He would marry his fiancee in the prison chapel on the last night of his life. Myuran Sukumaran, under the mentorship of one of Australia's most celebrated contemporary artists, would become an accomplished painter, producing more than 100 works during his years in prison, and completing his final canvas, a painting of the Indonesian flag with red paint dripping down the canvas like blood, in the hours before he walked out to the firing squad. The story of two young Australians whose serious crime was, in the end, met with a punishment their country considered barbaric, of the seven other Australians who were arrested with them and who spent between 14 and 19 years in Indonesian prisons, of the Australian Federal Police's controversial decision to tip off Indonesian authorities knowing what the consequences would be, and of the extraordinary hymn that eight condemned prisoners sang together in the darkness of a jungle clearing at 12:35 in the morning on the 29th of April 2015.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On the morning of Tuesday the 13th of December 2016, a video began to circulate on Mexican social media that would, within 48 hours, be seen by millions of people around the world. It had been recorded in the small town of San Miguel Totolapan, in the state of Guerrero, in the Tierra Caliente region of south-western Mexico. It showed a middle-aged woman speaking directly into the camera, in Spanish, with a controlled and quiet fury that no one who watched the video would ever forget. Her name was Yadira Guillermo García. Two days earlier, her husband, a local engineer named Isauro de Paz Duque, had been kidnapped by a cartel known as Los Tequileros, led by a man known as El Tequilero, the Tequila Drinker. The gang had terrorised the town for years. They had killed her neighbours. They had kidnapped her friends. They had ransomed her fellow citizens for money the community did not have. Yadira Guillermo García had not, in the two days that followed her husband's kidnapping, gone to the police. She had not gone to the state government. She had not gone to the federal authorities. She had, instead, done something no one in Guerrero had ever seen a kidnap victim's wife do before. She had raised the townspeople. She had led them into the streets. And with them, on the Monday morning after her husband was taken, she had helped detain approximately 20 people believed to be members and allies of Los Tequileros. Among them was El Tequilero's own mother. And when Yadira Guillermo García sat down in front of the camera the following morning and looked into the lens, she said to the cartel boss who had taken her husband: I have your mother here. I want an exchange. The story of one woman's extraordinary act of defiance against one of the most feared criminal organisations in southern Mexico, of the town that armed itself to fight back, and of the terrible price the community would eventually pay for its moment of resistance when the cartel returned, six years later, and slaughtered 20 people including the mayor.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

At approximately 11 o'clock on the evening of Thursday the 11th of October 1973, two men walked into the Jackson County Sheriff's Office in the small Gulf Coast city of Pascagoula, Mississippi, and told the sheriff on duty that a few hours earlier, on the west bank of the Pascagoula River, they had been abducted by aliens. The older of the two men was Charles Hickson. He was 42 years old. He was a former military man. He was a shipyard fitter at the local Walker Shipyard. The younger was Calvin Parker. He was 19 years old. He was Hickson's co-worker. Neither of them, prior to that Thursday evening, had ever given a moment's thought to flying saucers. They had brought with them, to the sheriff's office, two catfish. They had, they explained, been fishing on the river when it happened. They had brought the catfish as evidence that the fishing part of their story, at least, was true. The sheriff, a man named Fred Diamond, listened to them describe a piercing sound in the air, blue lights on the water, an oval-shaped craft hovering silently at the edge of the river, and three creatures with grey folded skin, no visible eyes, and pincer-like claws for hands, who had paralysed them, floated them aboard the craft, and subjected them to a medical examination before returning them to the pier. Sheriff Diamond assumed, as any sheriff in Mississippi in 1973 would have assumed, that it was a hoax. He then, in the way that experienced law enforcement officers deal with suspected hoaxes, decided to test it. He put both men in an interview room. He ran a hidden tape recorder. He left them alone, expecting to catch them laughing. What he captured, on that tape, was two men, believing themselves to be unobserved, still absolutely terrified. Fifty-three years later, that tape has been recovered from a lost archive, listened to by researchers, and analysed alongside polygraph results, radiation testing, multiple corroborating witnesses, and the testimony of an American astronomer who had spent his career debunking UFO claims and who described this one, in careful language, as credible and deeply puzzling. The story of a night on the Pascagoula River in October 1973, of two ordinary men who reported an extraordinary experience, and of a mystery that has, in the 52 years since it happened, never been explained.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

At approximately 10 o'clock on the evening of Saturday the 27th of July 2019, a 23-year-old man in the Toronto suburb of Markham, Ontario, logged in to a private chat server on the messaging app Discord and began, in real time, to type a message that would be seen, over the course of the following 18 hours, by dozens of video gamers scattered across the world. His name was Menhaz Zaman. His username was Menhaz. His avatar, in the online video game he had played for years, was an elf cleric. The message he began to type read, in the plain lowercase style he typically used: "I killed mom and granny so far, waiting for sister in 5 minutes and dad in 1 hour." The other players initially assumed it was a joke. Then he sent a photograph. Over the following 18 hours, he would post a running commentary of a quadruple homicide, along with an explanation of why he was doing it. For three years, he had been telling his parents he was studying mechanical engineering at York University. He was not. He had dropped out of a lesser college after two semesters. He had told them his graduation was scheduled for Sunday the 28th of July 2019. As the deadline approached, and the lie became impossible to sustain, he decided instead to kill his mother, his grandmother, his 21-year-old sister, and his 59-year-old taxi-driving father, so that they would never have to discover the truth about who their son had become. The story of a three-year deception, a quadruple homicide committed over nine hours, an extraordinary international manhunt conducted by video gamers on a Discord server, and a Tunisian stranger who picked up the phone to Toronto Police to try to save two lives.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On the morning of Wednesday the 29th of July 2015, New South Wales Police homicide detectives arrested a 68-year-old retired firefighter at his home in the south-western Sydney suburb of Campbelltown. His name was Leonard John Warwick. The charges laid against him ran to 32 offences, including four counts of murder, one count of attempted murder, and thirteen counts of causing bodily harm or property damage with an explosive substance. The offences dated back to a five-year period between February 1980 and July 1985. For 35 years, the state of New South Wales had known who it thought was responsible for one of the most sustained campaigns of politically motivated violence in modern Australian history. For 35 years, it had not been able to prove it. Over those five years in the early 1980s, a sitting judge of the newly established Family Court of Australia had been shot to death at his own front door. A judge's wife had been killed by a bomb on the doorstep of her home. A Jehovah's Witness minister had been killed, along with thirteen others injured, by a bomb detonated at a Kingdom Hall in south-western Sydney. And a young Family Court judge, along with his wife and two children, had narrowly survived a bomb that exploded outside their bedroom in the middle of the night. At the centre of every one of the incidents, in police files as thick as any built on a single individual outside the organised crime bureau, was the same name. A firefighter. An aggrieved former husband. A man who had been given visitation rights instead of custody of his infant daughter by a Family Court judge in 1979, and who had spent the following five years answering the court's decisions with bombs. The story of how one man's disappointment in a Sydney courtroom on a summer afternoon in 1979 led to the deaths of four people, the injury of dozens, and a 35-year manhunt that finally ended with three life sentences and the last decade of his life spent in prison.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On the evening of Monday the 15th of August 1977, in a field outside the small town of Delaware, Ohio, a radio telescope the size of three football fields was listening to the sky. There were no astronomers present. The telescope could not be steered. It sat on the ground, pointed straight up, and let the rotation of the Earth do its work for it. As the planet turned, patches of the night sky drifted, slowly, across its stationary field of view. At approximately 22:16 that evening, the telescope was scanning a patch of sky in the constellation Sagittarius. At that moment, a signal reached it. It was narrow. It was strong. It was almost exactly at 1420 megahertz, which is the natural emission frequency of neutral hydrogen. The hydrogen line. The frequency that in 1959, two physicists at Cornell University had predicted, in the pages of the journal Nature, would be the exact frequency that any alien civilisation trying to contact humanity would logically choose. The signal rose in intensity over 36 seconds. It peaked at approximately 30 times the background noise of the surrounding cosmos. Then it fell in intensity over the following 36 seconds. And then, at 22:17, it was gone. Three days later, a former physics professor named Jerry Ehman, working at the observatory as an unpaid volunteer, sat down at his desk to review the printouts. He found a vertical column of numbers and letters that made him take his red ballpoint pen, circle the sequence, and write, in the margin, a single word. Wow! It is, as of 2026, the closest thing that any radio telescope on Earth has ever recorded to the exact kind of signal that scientists have, since 1959, expected an alien civilisation to send. It has never, in the 48 years since it was detected, been observed again.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On the afternoon of Tuesday the 1st of January 2019, a group of beachcombers walking along Jetty Island, a small sandy island in the estuary off Everett, Washington, found a black Timberland work boot half-buried in the sand. It had been in the water for some time. The leather was waterlogged, the laces crusted with silt. Inside the boot was a human foot. Within days, DNA testing had matched the foot to a 22-year-old man from Everett who had been missing for exactly 25 months. His name was Antonio Jordan Neill. On the evening of the 12th of December 2016, Antonio had been picked up from his mother's house by a friend, and taken to an address in the 2400 block of Cedar Street. His mother, Jenny, watched him leave. It was the last time she would ever see him alive. According to the friend, there had been a physical altercation. According to the friend, Antonio had fled the house. Investigators later found blood in multiple locations in the friend's bedroom - on the carpet, on a wall, on the mattress, on the window sill. The blood, when it was tested, did not match Antonio. The friend passed a polygraph. No charges were ever filed. And for two years, until the boot washed ashore on New Year's Day 2019, no one knew what had happened to Antonio Neill. The story of a young man who left his mother's house one December evening in Everett, Washington, and never came home. Of the two years his mother spent putting his face on fliers, on billboards, and in front of any reporter who would listen. And of the black Timberland boot that washed up on a beach on New Year's Day 2019, and finally gave her the terrible answer she had been waiting for.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On the evening of Thursday the 3rd of May 2007, a British couple on holiday in the resort of Praia da Luz on Portugal's Algarve coast finished dinner with friends at a tapas restaurant, roughly 50 metres from the ground-floor apartment where their three children were sleeping. Kate and Gerry McCann had, over the course of the evening, taken turns checking on the children at approximately half-hour intervals. Their eldest daughter, three-year-old Madeleine, was in the front bedroom with her two-year-old twin siblings. At approximately 10:00 pm, Kate McCann returned to Apartment 5A of the Ocean Club resort for her turn to check. She walked through the unlocked patio door. She looked into the children's bedroom. The twins were still asleep. Madeleine's bed was empty. The window in the room was open. Nineteen years later, Madeleine McCann has never been found. Portuguese police initially treated the case as an abduction, then as a homicide, then closed it, then reopened it. Kate and Gerry McCann were themselves named as formal suspects, then cleared. Multiple men have been investigated over the years, including a German convicted paedophile named Christian Brueckner, who remains the primary suspect of German prosecutors. The case has generated more media coverage than any missing child case in modern European history. The story of the little girl who vanished from Apartment 5A, of the parents whose lives were destroyed by the search for her, and of a mystery that, at the time of this recording, has still never been solved.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

At approximately 7:15 in the evening on Friday the 12th of September 1952, three young boys were playing in the schoolyard of Flatwoods Elementary School, in the small Appalachian town of Flatwoods, West Virginia. It was almost fully dark. One of them looked up. A bright, pulsating object was streaking across the sky. It appeared to descend and crash on a nearby hillside, on the property of a local farmer. The boys ran home to tell their mother, 27-year-old Kathleen May. Kathleen called on her 17-year-old cousin, a National Guardsman named Eugene Lemon. Two other local boys joined the group. The family dog, Rickie, came along. Seven of them altogether. Six boys, one mother, one dog. What they said they found in a clearing at the top of the hill has become one of the most persistently unsettling paranormal encounters in American history. They said they saw a creature. They said it was ten feet tall. They said its head was shaped like an ace of spades, glowing red and orange in the dark. They said it emitted a foul, sulphurous mist that burned their throats and eyes. They said it did not walk. It glided toward them. By the time they got back to the May family home, six of the seven witnesses were vomiting. Their eyes were red. Their throats were swollen. The dog was cowering. The local sheriff came. The local newspaper editor came, with a shotgun. Multiple neighbours reported strange lights that night. Nothing physical was ever found at the site. But for the rest of their lives, all seven witnesses would stand by exactly what they had seen. And nearly 74 years later, no one has ever definitively explained what it was.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On the morning of Thursday the 11th of December 2008, two FBI agents knocked on the door of a penthouse apartment on Manhattan's Upper East Side. The man who answered the door was 70 years old, silver-haired, and one of the most respected figures on Wall Street. His name was Bernard Lawrence Madoff. He had served as chairman of the NASDAQ stock exchange. He had advised the Securities and Exchange Commission on trading regulation. He ran an investment firm that managed money for celebrities, royalty, universities, and Holocaust survivors' foundations. When the FBI agents asked whether there was an innocent explanation for what he was about to be asked, Madoff replied: there is no innocent explanation. Over the previous 17 years, and possibly longer, he had operated the largest Ponzi scheme in the history of the world. It had defrauded his clients of approximately $65 billion. It had wiped out charities. It had bankrupted pension funds. It had led to at least two of his victims taking their own lives, and it would eventually lead to the death of his own son. The story of how one man, sitting behind a desk on the 17th floor of a Manhattan office block, fabricated 17 years of financial statements from nothing, and how the entire American financial regulatory system failed to catch him despite being told, in writing, exactly what he was doing.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

At just before three in the morning on Saturday the 19th of March 2011, a 22-year-old woman named Sian O'Callaghan left a nightclub in the centre of Swindon, Wiltshire, and began the 800-metre walk home to the flat she shared with her boyfriend. She never arrived. Within days, Detective Superintendent Steve Fulcher of Wiltshire Police had identified a suspect. Within a week, he had made a decision that would save one family from years of wondering, deliver another family a second set of remains that had been missing for eight years, and destroy his own career in the process. Fulcher took the suspect, a local taxi driver named Christopher Halliwell, to an Iron Age hill fort north of Swindon. He deliberately broke the Police and Criminal Evidence Act to interrogate him. And there, without a solicitor present, Halliwell led him first to Sian O'Callaghan's shallow grave in an Oxfordshire field, and then, on the drive back to the police station, offered him a second body. This is the story of two young women who died eight years apart, the detective who broke the rules to find them, and the spade in a Swindon shed that eventually put their killer behind bars for the rest of his life.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On the afternoon of Saturday the 10th of August 1901, two English women stepped off a train at Versailles, near Paris, on holiday together. One was 55-year-old Charlotte Anne Moberly, the first Principal of St Hugh's College, Oxford. The other was 38-year-old Eleanor Jourdain, her incoming Vice Principal. They toured the palace. They found it uninspiring. They opened their guidebook and decided to walk to the smaller chateau at the end of the grounds, the Petit Trianon, which had once been the private retreat of Marie Antoinette. They took a wrong turn at an unmarked lane. And over the following 30 minutes, in the gardens of Versailles, they would claim to have seen palace bodyguards in green-grey coats and three-cornered hats, an old plough beside a farmhouse that had long since been demolished, and a woman sitting on a terrace sketching, in an old-fashioned summer dress and a shady white hat. Moberly would come to believe that the woman was Marie Antoinette herself. Neither of them knew, at the time, that the date they had chosen was the 109th anniversary of the fall of the French monarchy. Sixty years of research followed. A book was published in 1911. It became one of the most famous ghost stories in the English language. And to this day, no one has ever been able to prove or disprove what the two women said they had seen.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On a warm Friday morning in April 2005, Ray Gricar, the sitting District Attorney of Centre County, Pennsylvania, walked out of his office in Bellefonte, got into his red Mini Cooper, and drove east on Route 192 towards the town of Lewisburg. He was 59 years old. He was eight months from retirement. He had spent 20 years as one of the most respected prosecutors in central Pennsylvania. At 11:30 that morning, he called his partner from a rural stretch of road, told her he would not be home in time to walk the dog, and hung up. He was never seen again. The next day, his car was found in a Lewisburg parking lot with cigarette ashes inside from a man who did not smoke. His work laptop was later pulled from the Susquehanna River with its hard drive removed. His home computer had recent searches for "how to wreck a hard drive." Three national investigations have never resolved what happened. Twenty-one years later, no one knows whether Ray Gricar took his own life, staged his own disappearance, or was murdered by someone connected to the criminals he had prosecuted.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On the morning of the 7th of June 1992, a 19-year-old woman named Janelle Kirby drove across Springfield, Missouri, to a small house on East Delmar Street, looking for her two best friends. They had graduated from high school the day before. They were supposed to be driving down to a resort in Branson. When Janelle pushed open the unlocked front door, she found the family's terrier agitated, the girls' clothes folded neatly on chairs, beds slept in, purses untouched, cars in the driveway, and the smashed pieces of the porch light scattered across the boards outside. What she did not find was Suzie Streeter, her mother Sherrill Levitt, or her friend Stacy McCall. Three women had vanished from inside that house overnight. The dog. The beds. The car. The purses. The cash. All of it left behind. Thirty-four years later, no one has ever solved one of the strangest unsolved disappearances in the history of the American Midwest.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On a winter night in 1961, in a stone bunker on a hilltop outside Turin, two young Italian brothers sat in front of a wall of homemade radio equipment and heard something they would spend the rest of their lives trying to explain. The slow, wet sound of a man breathing his last breaths from somewhere above the Earth. Over the following years, Achille and Giovanni Battista Judica-Cordiglia would record eight more transmissions just like it. Morse code SOS signals from spacecraft in trouble. A capsule drifting into deep space. A female voice, calm at first and then terrified, counting down numbers in Russian as her capsule appeared to burn up around her. They were the dying breaths of Soviet cosmonauts on missions that, officially, never happened. Or they were one of the most extraordinary fabrications of the Cold War. Sixty years on, no one has been able to decide which.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

At just past three in the morning on the 19th of November 1986, a snowplough driver named Joseph Hine was driving along the edge of Lake Zoar in rural Connecticut when he saw something that did not belong. A rented truck. A woodchipper attached to the back. And a man standing beside it, operating the machine, in the middle of a snowstorm, in the middle of the night. Hine kept driving. He had a job to do. Five weeks later, when Connecticut State Police searched a house just a few miles from where Hine had been working that night, he would remember exactly what he had seen. And what investigators would find on the shore of Lake Zoar, sifting through the snow with a forensic laboratory in a tent, would become the foundation of one of the most extraordinary murder convictions in American legal history. The first time the state of Connecticut would ever secure a conviction for murder without a body.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

For eleven months, Taylor Parker told everyone she was pregnant. She posted gender reveals on social media. She showed off sonograms. She accepted gifts. Her boyfriend believed her. Her friends believed her. So did a young mother in New Boston, Texas named Reagan Simmons-Hancock, who had let Taylor photograph her wedding the year before and had defended her against the doubters. But Taylor Parker had two children already. She had no uterus. She had not been pregnant for a single day. On the 9th of October 2020, with the lie unravelling, Taylor drove to Reagan's home in New Boston with a scalpel in her bag. By the time a state trooper pulled her over on a highway outside De Kalb, Texas, with an umbilical cord visible from her trousers, two lives were over. Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

A young father in Vermont was changing his eighteen-month-old son's nappy when the little boy looked up at him and said something that no toddler should be able to say. Daddy, when I was your age, I used to change your nappies. His father searched his face for a smile. There was none. The little boy looked back at him with the calm certainty of a child stating a fact. And the strange thing was, his paternal grandfather had died eighteen months before the boy was born. The exact length of time it would take for a soul to return. In the months and years that followed, the little boy named Sam began saying things he could not possibly have known. About kitchen appliances. About cars. About a great aunt who had been murdered sixty years before. This is the story of one of the most studied cases of childhood past-life memory in modern science. Investigated, documented, and to this day, never explained.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On the morning of the 27th of May 1817, a 20 year old woman named Mary Ashford was found dead in a water-filled pit near the English village of Erdington. She had been at a dance the night before. She had been sexually assaulted before her death. The man last seen with her, a 24 year old named Abraham Thornton, was arrested and acquitted in a trial that would become one of the most controversial in British legal history. Exactly 157 years later, on the morning of the 27th of May 1974, in the same village, the body of another 20 year old woman was discovered. Her name was Barbara Forrest. She had been at a dance the night before. The prime suspect was named Thornton. He too was acquitted. Two unsolved murders. Two centuries apart. In the same English village. Coincidence, or something stranger. You decide.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On the 17th of February 2014, a 14 year old British boy named Breck Bednar took a pre-paid taxi from his mother's home in Surrey and travelled 30 miles to a flat in Grays, Essex. He believed he was going to meet a friend from his online gaming group. A friend who was going to give him a tour of his computer business. A friend who had spent months earning his trust. By the next morning, Breck was dead. Stabbed through the neck by an 18 year old computer engineer named Lewis Daynes, who calmly phoned 999 to report what he had done. This is the story of one of the most disturbing online grooming cases in British criminal history. A loving mother who saw the warning signs. A police force that failed to act. And the chilling true crime case that prompted educational reforms and a foundation that continues to protect children today.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

High on a hillside above the River Esk in Cumbria stands one of the oldest occupied houses in England. Muncaster Castle has been home to the Pennington family for over 800 years. A king once sheltered here after losing his throne. A cruel jester named Tom Fool once stalked its grounds. A young carpenter was beheaded in its stables. A housemaid was murdered on the road outside its main gate. And in a quiet room at the end of a first floor corridor, where dark tapestries hang from the walls and iron fire dogs shaped like devils' heads guard the fireplace, an academic named James Cartland heard something in 1988 that he would never be able to explain. The sound of a child crying. The soft voice of a woman singing. And the slow realisation that the room he was sleeping in had once been a nursery, where a little girl had died over a century before.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On the morning of 2 April 2025, a rainy day in Frisco, Texas, a routine high school track meet ended with a 17 year old boy bleeding out in his identical twin brother's arms. Austin Metcalf, an honour student and football star, had been stabbed once through the heart with a pocket knife. The young man who killed him, 17 year old Karmelo Anthony, ran across the bleachers and was arrested moments later. His first words to police were, "He put his hands on me. I told him not to." What followed was one of the most controversial criminal trials in recent American history. A bond reduction that sparked national protests. A crowdfunding campaign that raised over 633,000 dollars. Doxxing, swatting, and death threats aimed at both families. And ultimately, in June 2026, a verdict that gave Austin's grieving family the answer they had waited 14 months to hear.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Hello legends, Jack here, host of Crime at Bedtime. I'm currently travelling to the US because my other show, One Minute Remaining, was lucky enough to be nominated for an award. I'll be back very soon, but while I'm away, I'm diving into the vault to bring you some of my favourite and most terrifying Crime at Bedtime stories from the past three years.Today is the final episode in our Episodes from the Vault series! I'll be back next week with a brand-new story for you, but for this last vault episode, I had to go with a Mafia story.For as long as I can remember, I've had a fascination with the Mafia. I've read many of the books, watched the movies and documentaries, and this story is just wild. It's the story of the Lufthansa Heist and perfectly demonstrates why being in the Mafia can be a deadly occupation...In December 1978, a crew of mobsters slipped into JFK Airport and pulled off the largest cash robbery in American history.They stole nearly $6 million in unmarked bills and jewels from a Lufthansa vault — and vanished before sunrise.Behind the job was Jimmy Burke, the real-life inspiration for Goodfellas' Jimmy Conway.But what should have been the perfect score quickly turned into a bloodbath as Burke began eliminating anyone who might talk.This episode takes you inside the heist that shook New York — from the planning inside Robert's Lounge to the FBI investigation and the chain of murders that followed.A story of greed, loyalty, and how one night at the airport rewrote organised-crime history.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In 1996, 18-year-old Angie Dodge was brutally murdered in her Idaho Falls apartment. Police were desperate for answers — and soon turned their attention to a young man named Christopher Tapp.What followed would become one of America's most controversial wrongful conviction cases.Despite no physical evidence linking him to the crime, Christopher Tapp was convicted after hours of intense police interrogation and a confession many believe was coerced. For more than two decades, Tapp maintained his innocence while serving time for a murder he said he did not commit.But the story didn't end there.As DNA technology advanced and fresh eyes revisited the case, disturbing questions began to emerge about the investigation, the interrogation tactics used, and whether police had convicted the wrong man while Angie Dodge's real killer remained free.In this episode of Crime at Bedtime, we examine the tragic murder of Angie Dodge, the interrogation that changed Christopher Tapp's life forever, and the long fight that would ultimately unravel one of Idaho's most debated wrongful conviction cases.This is the story of Christopher Tapp.Get early and ad free access to Crime at Bedtime and One Minute Remaining for as little as $1.61 a week! Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In 2002, former prison officer John Darwin was presumed dead after vanishing while canoeing off the coast of Seaton Carew. His broken canoe was found. His wife mourned publicly. His sons believed he was gone forever. But John Darwin wasn't dead — he was living in secret, just metres from his old life.This is the extraordinary true story of how a man faked his death to escape debt, lied to his family, and fooled the world… until a single photograph shattered the illusion. Tonight on Crime at Bedtime, we explore one of the UK's most bizarre fraud cases — a tale of deception, survival, and a very public downfall.If you're looking for a twisty story that won't keep you up with nightmares but will leave you shaking your head — this one's for you.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Hello legends, Jack here, host of Crime at Bedtime. I'm currently travelling to the US because my other show, One Minute Remaining, was lucky enough to be nominated for an award. I'll be back very soon, but while I'm away, I'm diving into the vault to bring you some of my favourite and most terrifying Crime at Bedtime stories from the past three years.One of my favourite movies of all time is Snatch — a brilliant UK crime comedy. In that film, there's a character called Brick Top, and he says you should never trust a man who keeps pigs. Why? Well… today's episode from the vault explains it perfectly.In this episode of Crime at Bedtime, we uncover the terrifying story of Robert Pickton—a pig farmer turned serial killer responsible for one of Canada's darkest chapters. For years, women disappeared from Vancouver's Downtown Eastside without a trace. What police eventually discovered on Pickton's farm would shock the nation and haunt investigators forever.Get early and ad free access to Crime at Bedtime and One Minute Remaining now! Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Hello legends, Jack here, host of Crime at Bedtime. I'm currently travelling to the US because my other show, One Minute Remaining, was lucky enough to be nominated for an award. I'll be back very soon, but while I'm away, I'm diving into the vault to bring you some of my favourite and most terrifying Crime at Bedtime stories from the past three years.While travelling through the US, I'll be in Vegas for the very first time, which is what made me choose today's episode from the vault. It tells the story of a murder in Vegas which police initially believed to be just another senseless act of violence… until they started digging further.When a gunman opened fire at a Teriyaki Madness restaurant in the heart of Las Vegas, it seemed like another act of senseless violence. But as investigators dug deeper, they uncovered a tangled web of betrayal, greed, and a plot allegedly orchestrated by a local gangsta.In this episode of Crime at Bedtime, we unravel the story of a deadly deal gone wrong and the secrets lurking behind the neon glow of Sin City.Get early and ad free access to Crime at Bedtime and One Minute Remaining now! Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

"The Adventure of Charles Augustus Milverton" is a Sherlock Holmes short story by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, first published in 1904, featuring Holmes's confrontation with a ruthless blackmailer who preys on the secrets of the wealthy, forcing Holmes to go outside the law to retrieve compromising letters for a client, Lady Eva Blackwell, and ultimately leading to Milverton's death, which Holmes witnesses but does not prevent, as the blackmailer is beyond the law's reach. The story is notable for its depiction of Milverton as "the worst man in London" and for showing Holmes operating in a morally gray area, even becoming engaged to a housemaid to gain access to Milverton's home. Blackmail! Disguises! Murder! Another adventure with Sherlock Holmes and Watson. This is the Just Sleep Podcast, if you like this episode you can get more right now just search The Just Sleep Podcast wherever you get your podcasts from or click here for apple or here for spotifyBecome a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Hello legends, Jack here, host of Crime at Bedtime. I'm currently travelling to the US because my other show, One Minute Remaining, was lucky enough to be nominated for an award. I'll be back very soon, but while I'm away, I'm diving into the vault to bring you some of my favourite and most terrifying Crime at Bedtime stories from the past three years.We're going to kick off with quite possibly one of the most bizarre missing persons cases you'll come across. A young man by the name of Larz Mitankov arrived at an airport one day and was seen on CCTV entering the terminal before, moments later, running back out of the airport and vanishing.At one stage, Larz became one of the most famous missing persons cases in the world as the story circulated across YouTube. Larz has never been found...This is his story.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Lars Joachim Mittank is a German man who disappeared on 8 July 2014, near Varna Airport in Varna, Bulgaria. Mittank was vacationing at the Golden Sands resort, where he was supposedly involved in a fight, and was subsequently unable to fly home with his friends for health reasons.Mittank was documented acting strangely while alone in Bulgaria. He called home to his mother claiming that people were trying to kill him. On the day when he was supposed to fly home, Mittank went to the Varna Airport to consult with a doctor.He was later seen on airport security footage running out of the airport and towards an adjacent forest. He has never been seen since. The case has generated intense interest, and the frequency with which people viewed the footage of him fleeing the airport has led to him being named, the most famous missing person on YouTube.Get early and ad free access to Crime at Bedtime and One Minute Remaining for as little as $1.61 a week! Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On 29 September 2017, retired Royal Navy veteran and cancer survivor Tony Parsons set out on a 104-mile charity bike ride through the Scottish Highlands. He stopped at the Bridge of Orchy Hotel for a coffee just before midnight, then cycled into the darkness. He was never seen alive again. For more than three years, Tony's family searched for answers as the case grew cold. Then in 2020, a Glasgow pathologist named Caroline Muirhead became engaged to a charming Highland gamekeeper, only for him to confess a devastating secret on a quiet country road. What she did next would expose one of Scotland's most haunting hit and run cover-ups, lead to the discovery of Tony's body marked by a crushed Red Bull can, and reveal the terrifying truth that he had been left alive on the roadside to die alone.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In June 2025, a 19 year old woman in Lyon, France, was placed into a medically induced coma. For the next three weeks, she lay still in a hospital bed, kept alive by machines while her body healed. But inside her mind, something extraordinary was happening. Clélia Verdier was falling in love. She was getting married. She was giving birth to triplets she named Mila, Maïlée, and Miles. She was burying the little boy who died shortly after birth. She was watching her two daughters grow from babies into seven year old girls with distinct personalities and bedtime stories and walks in the park. When Clélia finally opened her eyes, the first thing she did was ask the nurses where her children were. And when her parents arrived, she told them they were grandparents. What happens to a woman who lives an entire life inside her own mind. Who grieves children no one else can remember. And who has to find a way back to a reality that no longer feels real.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On the evening of 3 January 2014, a 39 year old woman was found in bushland at West Hoxton in Sydney's south west. Her skin was peeling from her body. She had suffered horrific burns to over 80 per cent of her face and torso. Doctors would later determine she had been doused in nearly eight litres of hydrochloric acid up to ten days before being discovered. Her name was Monika Chetty. A former nurse. A mother of three. A homeless woman who had been sleeping rough in Sydney's streets for years, estranged from her family and trapped in a world of gambling debts and dangerous associations. Before she died at Concord Hospital 28 days later, she gave police a story about her attack. But detectives believed she was lying to protect someone. Twelve years on, despite a $500,000 reward and an exhaustive coronial inquest, no one has ever been charged. Someone in Sydney knows what happened to Monika Chetty.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On 24 November 1971, a quiet man calling himself Dan Cooper hijacked Northwest Orient Flight 305, collected $200,000 in cash and four parachutes… then stepped out of a Boeing 727 into the night over the Pacific Northwest. In this episode of Mysteries at Bedtime, we walk calmly through the hijacking, the strange decisions Cooper made, the ransom money found in 1980, and the 2016 FBI decision to suspend the case.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On a typical spring break night in 2006, 27-year-old medical student Brian Shaffer stepped into a bar with friends, but he was never seen leaving. What began as an evening of bar hopping in Columbus, Ohio, quickly turned into one of the most perplexing missing persons cases of our time. CCTV footage captured Brian entering the Ugly Tuna Saloona, but despite extensive searches and investigations, no footage ever showed him exiting. Did Brian disappear voluntarily, or was foul play involved? Join us as we explore the chilling details, unanswered questions, and lingering theories behind the mysterious vanishing act of Brian Shaffer.https://www.fbi.gov/wanted/vicap/missing-persons/brian-shafferBecome a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

A council house in North London. A single mother. Two frightened children. And a haunting that exploded into one of the most documented paranormal cases in modern history.In this episode of Mysteries at Bedtime, we revisit the Enfield Poltergeist with a calm, immersive retelling of the key events: the knocks and violent disturbances, the chilling “Bill” voice, the alleged levitations, and the investigators who believed they were witnessing something extraordinary.But Enfield is also a case defined by contradiction. Eyewitness accounts, recordings, and media frenzy collided with claims of exaggeration and trickery. The result is a story that still divides believers and sceptics almost fifty years later.Whether you think it was genuine, misunderstood, or something in between, Enfield remains a rare case where the mystery is the legacy.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In August 1955, a terrified Kentucky family burst into a small-town police station claiming they'd spent the night under attack from “little men” that bullets couldn't hurt. What officers found at the Sutton farmhouse would become one of the strangest and most controversial cases in UFO history. In this episode of Mysteries at Bedtime, we head to rural Kelly–Hopkinsville to walk hour by hour through the so-called “Goblin Siege”: the glowing craft in the sky, the strange metallic creatures at the windows, the 20–plus officers who swore the family were genuinely afraid, and the investigations that followed. Were they besieged by aliens, fooled by owls, or swept up in a perfect storm of fear, folklore and bad timing? Settle in as we unpack one of the classic foundations of the “little green men” legend.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In 1924, deep in the wilderness near Mount St. Helens, a group of gold prospectors claimed they were attacked by giant ape-like creatures. The incident became known as the Ape Canyon Attack, one of the earliest and most chilling reports linked to Bigfoot. In this episode, we revisit the miners' terrifying night inside their remote cabin, the footprints they found, the gunfire, and the mysterious evidence left behind. Was it a hoax, hysteria, or a genuine encounter with something unknown in the Pacific Northwest?Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

For generations, mountaineers on Ben Macdui have described the same impossible experience: the sound of slow, heavy footsteps behind them… but no one there. Some claim they saw a figure ten feet tall moving through the mist. Others fled down the mountain convinced something was pacing them on the plateau. Known in Gaelic as Am Fear Liath Mòr — the Big Grey Man — this phenomenon has baffled experts and terrified hikers for more than a hundred years. In this atmospheric deep dive, we explore the folklore, the eyewitness accounts, and the science behind one of Britain's most haunting mysteries.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

When a pickup truck was found abandoned on a remote Oklahoma mountain road, its doors were unlocked, wallets untouched, and a family dog barely alive inside.Bobby and Sherilynn Jamison, and their six-year-old daughter Madyson, were gone.Inside the truck — $32,000 in cash, phones, IDs, and a note that hinted at despair.For years, searchers combed the wilderness with no trace… until four years later, their remains surfaced just miles away, and with them, only more questions.Murder, accident, or something stranger?This is the story of the Jamison family — a modern American mystery that refuses to rest.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Drew Peterson spent twenty nine years as a police officer in Bolingbrook, Illinois. He wore a badge. He knew the law. He knew exactly how investigations worked.In October 2007, his fourth wife Stacy Peterson vanished without trace. She was twenty three years old. Drew Peterson told police she had left him for another man. Nobody who knew Stacy believed him.As investigators began looking more closely at Stacy's disappearance, they started looking more closely at something else. The 2004 death of Kathleen Savio — Drew Peterson's third wife — who had been found dead in a dry bathtub and ruled an accidental drowning. With Stacy now missing, that ruling began to look very different.Kathleen's body was exhumed. The cause of death was reclassified as homicide. And the former police officer who had walked the corridors of power in his own department found himself on the other side of the law.In 2012 Drew Peterson was convicted of Kathleen Savio's murder and sentenced to thirty eight years in prison. Stacy Peterson has never been found.This is the story of a man who thought he knew exactly how to get away with it.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On the afternoon of Saturday 3 May 2014, neighbours in the exclusive gated community of Reynolds Great Waters at Lake Oconee, Georgia, gathered for a Kentucky Derby watch party. Two of the invited guests never arrived. Three days later, a neighbour found 88 year old Russell Dermond's decapitated body in the garage of his million dollar lakefront home. His head was missing. His 87 year old wife Shirley was nowhere to be found. Ten days later, fishermen discovered Shirley's body floating in Lake Oconee, weighed down with cinder blocks. There were no signs of forced entry. Nothing was stolen. The community's security cameras were not recording. Twelve years on, Russell's head has never been found, no arrests have ever been made, and the FBI calls it one of the strangest cases they have ever investigated. Someone walked into that house. Someone knows what happened.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

In 2013, three threatening letters laced with the deadly poison ricin were mailed to President Barack Obama, New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg, and a gun control advocate. The FBI raced to identify the sender as panic spread across the country. But when Texas mother and bit-part actress Shannon Richardson contacted the FBI to point the finger at her husband Nathaniel, investigators quickly realised her story did not add up. What unfolded was a bizarre plot involving a B-grade film career, a crumbling marriage, and one of the most calculated framing attempts in modern American crime. This is the chilling story of a woman who tried to poison her way out of her own life and frame the man she vowed to love forever.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

On June 6, 2015, two convicted murderers escaped from Clinton Correctional Facility in Dannemora, New York—a maximum-security prison that hadn't seen a successful escape in over 150 years. Richard Matt and David Sweat spent months meticulously cutting through steel walls, crawling through tunnels, and navigating the bowels of the prison before emerging through a manhole cover on a street outside the walls. Their escape was aided by prison employee Joyce Mitchell, who had become romantically involved with both inmates and smuggled them power tools hidden inside frozen meat. The three-week manhunt that followed involved over 1,000 law enforcement officers searching the dense forests of upstate New York. This is the story of the Dannemora prison break—an audacious escape that captivated the nation and exposed catastrophic security failures at one of America's most notorious prisons.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Michele Diane "Shelly" Miscavige was once one of the most powerful women in the Church of Scientology—the wife of its leader, David Miscavige, and a commanding figure within the organisation's elite Sea Org division. But in August 2005, Shelly vanished from public view following a reported confrontation with her husband. For years, no one outside Scientology's inner circle saw or heard from her. Her disappearance sparked intense speculation, celebrity involvement, and even a missing person's report filed by actress Leah Remini in 2013. The Church insists Shelly is alive, well, and working at a secret Scientology compound in California—but she hasn't been seen in public for nearly two decades. This is the story of Shelly Miscavige—a woman who rose to the heights of power within one of the world's most secretive organisations, only to disappear without a trace.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Richard Kuklinski was a contract killer who claimed to have murdered over 100 people during his 30-year career as a hitman for the mob. Known as "The Iceman" for his method of freezing victims' bodies to disguise their time of death, Kuklinski lived a double life as a seemingly devoted family man in suburban New Jersey while working as one of America's most prolific contract killers. He used an arsenal of methods—guns, knives, cyanide, explosives—and showed no remorse for his victims, treating murder as simply "business." His reign of terror finally ended in 1986 when an undercover sting operation caught him on tape negotiating a hit. This is the story of Richard Kuklinski—the family man who was secretly one of the most feared killers in organised crime.Become a Patreon or Apple + subscriber now for ealry and ad free access from as little as $1.69 a week. All the details hereSubscribe to Crime at Bedtimes Youtube channel HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.