Think about the person that you trust most, the person that knows all of your secrets,

who sees you when you're vulnerable and comforts and smiles.

Now picture them sitting quietly across from you, nodding and laughing,

while secretly deciding how they're going to end your life.

No break-ins, no warning, just betrayal.

All wrapped up in a familiar face.

Because sometimes the last thing you see

isn't the danger coming toward you.

It's the person you thought would never hurt you.

And once you realize the truth,

well, it's already too late.

Crime, conspiracy, cults, serial killers, and murder, all things that I love to consume,

and I know you do too, you sick, intellectually twisted, beautiful-minded freak. And today,

we're getting into some M-night Shama-Lama ding-dong, true crime, twisted stories. So without further

ado, let's unbuckle our seatbelts, go Mach 5 down the highway, slam on the brakes,

and bust through this windshield into these twisted true crime cases together. David Castor lived a life that most people would consider quite ordinary.

He was born in Syracuse, New York in 1957, and David just had this overall steady presence.

And he built his entire world around him with good old hard work.

He owned his own heating and air conditioning business and was pretty successful with it.

And he would fill his free time with outdoor activities like boating, snowmobiling, and anything

to feel the cold wind come across his face. So all was well with David, but he was missing

something in his life. And that was Stacy. And when he met Stacy, everything just felt right and whole.

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