12/27/18

Free Shit for Weirdos

 

Did you buy one of my books this holiday season? Send me a screenshot or pic of the receipt and I will send you EVEN more cool shit that weirdo true crime fans enjoy! Send proof of a purchase of any of my books from December first until January 1rst, 2019 and I will send you a surprise package in the mail.

Shirley Turner: Doctor, Stalker, Murderer

Taking Tori

Voices From Death Row

Serial Killer Anthology

Friends With Benefits


Christmas is over, but the gifts keep on coming if you have purchased any of my books since the first of this month. If you need some more winter vacation reading, it isn't to late to get in on the fun. Send me proof of purchase within these dates and you will receive a special truce crime postal mail package from the Woman Condemned.

Send proof of purchase and mailing address to:

ADMIN@THEWOMANCONDEMNED.COM

12/17/18

Christine Paolilla

An Instagram follower asked me to look into this case. She was a childhood friend of Christine Paolilla and when she went to look her up found she had committed these terrible crimes.

The Clearlake Murders reached national headlines and Christine was only 17-years-old when she committed them along with her boyfriend Christopher Snider, 21, who committed suicide before police could arrest him. The victims were her two friends Tiffany Rowell and Rachael Koloroutis, two girls who had befriended and mentored Christine when she first moved to town, as well as Rowell's boyfriend Marcus Precella, and Precella's cousin Adelbert Sanchez.

According to Wikipedia:

On July 18, 2003, Paolilla and Snider went to her friend Tiffany Rowell's home in Clear Lake City. Also at the home were Rachael Koloroutis, Rowell's boyfriend Marcus Precella, and Precella's cousin Adelbert Sanchez. According to Paolilla, she and Snider planned to steal the drugs that were kept at the house but Snider reportedly got into an argument with Precella which led to the shootings of Rowell, Koloroutis, Precella, and Sanchez.[4] All four victims were shot multiple times. Rachael Koloroutis attempted to crawl to a phone to call 911 after she was shot but Paolilla struck her in the head multiple times with the butt of a 38-caliber revolver, bashing in her skull. Koloroutis and Rowell were both shot in the crotch, a sign of sexual jealousy. Snider and Paolilla left little evidence at the crime scene leading police to suspect that the killings were drug related as Marcus Precella and Adelbert Sanchez reportedly sold drugs from the home. The only evidence police had were descriptions of the suspects who were seen walking to and from the home by neighbors. An hour after the murders, Snider drove Paolilla to Walgreens where she was scheduled to work the makeup counter.

So.... WOW! I cant imagine our Instagrammer could have been any more surprised at what she discovered. The two girls Christine killed had been her friends. They had helped her fit in when she moved to town missing giant clumps of hair from alopecia, with no eyelashes and coke bottle glasses.
Perhaps our Instagrammer is lucky. Maybe she dodged a bullet by not staying in touch. Although, many who knew Christine best say she was easily swayed and not much of a leader. She followed most anyone who showed her attention and didn't bully her. The defense said Snider abused her though so he could have forced her into it.

The strange part of this story is that the coupe broke up after the murders. Christine went to rehab and married a dude named Stan Rott. She saw a story about the still unsolved murders and confessed to her new husband. They went into hiding after seeing composite sketches of herself on the news. An anonymous tipster from rehab called police and told them where to find Christine. Relatives called Snider and warned him of Christines arrest. He went into the woods and overdosed on pain pills.

I am so interested in what she was thinking. Even if she didn't know Snider had a gun, she certainly fell right in with the violence and murder. I've reached out to her and others involved in this case. I'll follow up when I learn something new.

Daily True Crime Writer

This time of year... ugh. What can I say? Some people are filled with holiday cheer and I so wish I was one of them. I am not exactly Scrooge McDuck but I get uber sad and all emo this time of year. I miss my mom. I cant do things for my loved ones that I'd like too. My daughter is all the way across the country. Each year, I say Next year I will have the perfect Christmas for everyone I love. But I never do. You know the drill. At least some of you do. It is best for me to stay busy until the day after Christmas when I take down my tree with more holiday joy than most people did putting theirs up.

I have a full slate of work for various content mills (Textbroker, Verblio, etc.) just to fill up the day because I don't have anything for any of my private clients except an idea I'm working on for Sinfully Vin. I have an article Ive written called Small Town Horror Story about my experience with Skott Hale I need to shop around. It is part of a true crime memoire I have been working on for some time but can never get through. It throws me into a weird emotional place. I need to get through that and get it out there just to be done with it. I'm trying to get a new true crime video out to you by the new year too. Wednesday I am going to a criminal justice career fair. Maybe Ill get back into probation. Who knows? Show me the money, right?

Today I will write letters, though. I am writing to Morgan Smith, Alyssa Bustamante, and Samantha Allen. All convicted of killing someone in wildly differing circumstances, yet they are all in the same position on this Christmas 2018 and no matter how bad I feel, I am not where they are. Or where their victims are. Maybe something I say to them will make a change in their lives and inspire them to change someone or something in there that will make a difference. That is something I can do while still in the safety of my cozy home.

I'll get to work now but I will be thinking of you all. All of you people who, like me, have a hard time during this season. I'm here if you need an ear.

12/13/18

Jennifer Trent - Barefoot Bay Florida Murderer


Jennifer Trent is 38-year-old and she will be in prison for the rest of her life. She and her 7-year-old son moved into the home of 70-year-old Doris Johnston.  Doris had a big heart and hoped to help Jennifer get back on her feet. Things were great for a while but eventually Jennifer began to feel resentful toward the older woman and her comfortable way of life.

Police said in early January of 2015, Jennifer bashed Doris over the head with something and drug her into a backyard laundry building where she lingered in and out of consciousness for days. Eventually, Jennifer smothered her but continued to use the laundry room for several days.

Once Doris was dead, Jennifer used her credit cards and savings to buy high-end electronics and toys. Doris's son was getting suspicious, despite Jennifer's tale that she had booked a trip to Chicago for an indefinite stay. He sent the police to do a welfare check and they noticed several boxes to new TVs and game consoles. They asked questions to which Jennifer presented elaborately created documents supposedly giving her express permission to use her credit cards and plunder her savings.

Everything just seemed too fishy so the police took a look around and spotted Doris's body through a window. She still had the garbage bag over her head.

12/7/18

You, Me, & Murder

If you have ever heard any of the interviews I have done, you know why I was made for this job. My whole life has been plagued by murder and mayhem. I have seen it from directions not many other people have. It has been said in many languages and cultures that we do not see the world as it is, but as we are. Having this unique history has certainly tinted the way I look at law, criminals, and justice. I am just one of many, however.

One of the reasons I got a criminal justice degree, worked in county probation, work with inmates, and write crime is because I am interested in the how and why, which is different in every case. It is also different from every point of view, which is why I am asking readers for their own personal true crime story.

The Woman Condemned is asking for YOUR personal stories. Have you been involved in a crime, as a victim, accomplice, perpetrator, or innocent bystander? Tell me about it. Send me an email at admin@thewomancondemned.com and if I use your story in a future blog post  you win a copy of my latest book Voices From Death Row, a true crime themed gift pack (which may have pens, notepads, mouse pads, and who knows what because it changes as I pick these little gems up here and there), and entrance into a raffle for tickets to 2019 Dark History and Convention in Illinois. Even if I don't use your story, you are still entered into the ticket drawing.

You can be anonymous if you'd like. Just share your story.

12/3/18

Angela Kilgore Pawn Shop Murderess


Whitwell, Tennessee is about an hour and a half drive from my home. It doesn't seem that far. Its mostly hills and farms and livestock. I had a friend who died in a motorcycle crash in the 80's who was from there. The whole crew, all of his friends, rode through the street in a big long bike convoy to the funeral home. That is my sole interaction with Whitwell. Just this past August, however, that tiny town was statewide news with the trial of the pawn shop murder of Jerry Ridge by 51-year-old Angela Kilgore.

The jury has convicted now 53-year-old Kilgore in the murder of a Whitwell pawn shop owner two years ago. Angela Kilgore was found guilty of first-degree murder, felony murder, especially aggravated robbery and aggravated arson and theft. Jurors deliberated for only about 45 minutes. She received an automatic life without parole sentence. She was sentenced in late October for her other lesser crimes.

Prosecutors claimed she was attempting to rob the pawn shop but ended up killing the owner and setting the place on fire. During the course of the case, investigators developed information that led to Angela Denise Kilgore as the individual responsible for Mr. Ridge’s death during a robbery at the pawn shop. The investigation further revealed she was additionally responsible for the subsequent fire at the business, set in an effort to destroy potential evidence in the case.