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True Detective"I Think I’ve Killed My Husband"
Martha Hochfeld lay on the hard bunk in the darkness of her prison cell, her black hair cut short and her slim body encased in grey, she looked back on the whole sordid panorama – the nights away from her family in a cheap Broadway dance-hall, the furtive hotel trysts with other men, the bitter quarrels with her husband and the final nightmare of blood and violence.
George Hochfeld had long since ceased to care for his wife, but he loved his children and tolerated her only because she was their mother.
It was a different matter, however, when she confessed to him on Saturday, April 22nd, 1950, that she was pregnant. He knew the child couldn’t be his.
“You bum!” he snarled, staring into her eyes. “I oughta throw you out!” They quarrelled bitterly for half an hour. George heaped abuse on her while she wept and begged his forgiveness. At last, weary and disgusted, he turned out the light and climbed back into his bed. “Monday morning I’m going to file for divorce,” he announced, and fell asleep.
Martha lay awake terrified by the thought of what the future held for her. At last she rose quietly, slipped into the living-room and returned holding an ornate 10-pound book-end. Moving like a sleepwalker, she went over to the bed where her husband lay snoring and brought the heavy book-end crashing down on his head, again and again. He was asleep when the first blow fell, and made no sound.
Leaving his limp body in the blood-soaked bed, she dressed hurriedly and went out to the street. She walked a block to a pay telephone in an all-night garage and she called Brooklyn police headquarters. “I think I’ve killed my husband,” she told the desk officer, giving her name and address. “You’d better come at once…” Read the whole sorry story in True Detective January… more »
True CrimeHorror In A Birmingham Hostel
“The story you will hear is one of horror and bestiality such as one would never hope to dream about in one’s worst nightmare,” the prosecutor told the jury...
But no warning could fully prepare them for what was to come, just as nothing could have prepared the police for what they found when they entered room four in the annexe of the YWCA hostel in Wheeleys Road, Edgbaston, Birmingham, on the evening of December 23rd, 1959.
What they saw made one of them throw up, and the horrific spectacle left another officer so distressed that he was off work for months.
The door of room four in the annexe was bolted from the inside, and when there was no response to their knocks and shouts they forced it open.
In a nauseating instant they would never forget, they saw why there had been no reply from the room’s 29-year-old occupant. Her mutilated body lay naked on the floor. Her severed head had been placed on the bed, beside one of her breasts.
And on the dresser the officers found a note scrawled on an envelope with a ballpoint pen. It said: “This is the thing I thought would never come.”
A genuine nightmare before Christmas? The whole story inside True Crime December – out now! more »
Master DetectiveWhy A Daughter Went Shopping For A Mincer…Plus Goggles And A Body Suit
Exhausted by a day of rowing and worry, Carmen decided to take a turn round the garden before having an early night. She thought the evening scents might calm her. She’d been sleeping badly and, when Martha offered her a glass of warm milk and some Ambien sedatives, she accepted them trustingly. Maybe her daughter was calling a truce and trying to make amends...
She lay down and fell into a near-coma almost immediately. Martha had given her 10 times the recommended dose, crumbled in the milk, to make sure she was truly unconscious.
The axe was leaning against a back wall. Martha walked slowly through the kitchen to fetch it, rage building with every step. The wooden haft felt smooth and polished. It fitted her hand.
Her mother was lying on her back, strands of grey hair wisping across her face. Martha swung the first blow to her neck. Again and again she smashed down the axe until the neck was a hacked pulp of sodden tissue and ripped arteries.
She paused after a few minutes, and turned away from the bloody mess that had been her mother. Fetching a towel from the bathroom, she covered the head and secured the bundle with duct tape. Part of her wanted to obliterate what she’d done. She couldn’t bear to look at it.
An hour or so later, she filled the bath with water and salt, planning to wash the body in it. She’d already bought wood to build a box to bring her mother back to Fayetteville.
The following day she went shopping and was filmed on CCTV buying cleaning supplies, protective goggles, a body suit, books on crime scene forensics, and even a mincer…Read the complete gruesome account in Master Detective December – out now! more »
Murder Most FoulThe Stiletto Murder
“I never meant to hurt him,” a tearful Ana Trujillo was to say much later to a jury after her fate had been sealed, her future decided by a dozen strangers in a courtroom. Yet when she had opened the front door of her boyfriend’s luxury high-rise home in Houston, Texas, to police officers 10 months earlier on June 9th, 2013, after calling 911, she was saturated in blood, all of which belonged to the dead man.
“It looked like something out of a horror movie,” Prosecutor Sarah Mickelson told the jury of seven men and five women at the now 45-year-old woman’s murder trial in Houston in April, 2014. “There was so much blood, the police officer thought Stefan had been shot in the face.”
Ana’s Swedish boyfriend, Alf Stefan Andersson, 59, had been found by officers lying dead in a pool of blood on the floor. He’d been stabbed 25 times by his on-off, off-on girlfriend as the pair’s tumultuous relationship reached its terrible, tragic conclusion. Ana’s anger had consumed her, Sarah Mickelson claimed. She had “beaten Stefan to a bloody pulp.”
But what was unusual about the grisly event, the court heard, was the alleged murder weapon: a size-nine, blue suede five-and-a-half-inch stiletto-heeled shoe. Ana told the court that her dead lover had had a shoe fetish and a bumper sticker that said, “I Love Stilettos.” Ana owned more than 200 pairs of shoes, but the pair used in the fatal attack were among the less fashionable and more affordable, retailing at only $100.
Investigators had found Andersson’s blood spattered on the hallway walls leading to the front door, and furniture had been pushed around the apartment situated in the city’s desirable Museum District.
And Ana’s tarot pack was open on the table; the only card visible was “Death…”
Read the rest of this fascinating story in Murder Most Foul 94 - out now!... more »
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