Hello listeners, I'm your host Amara and this is Black Girl God, a true crime podcast.

On this episode of Black Girl Gone, we tell the story of Jacqueline Smith, a 54-year-old woman

was stabbed to death in Baltimore, Maryland on December 1, 2018. Keith Smith, Jacqueline's

husband of almost four years, told police that he and his wife were driving home when they

stopped to help the panhandler. According to Keith, his wife gave a woman $10, but a man

with her wanted to thank her. Instead, Keith claimed they robbed Jacqueline and snatched

her necklace in purse before stabbing her to death. Jacqueline's murder shocked the entire

country. The idea that someone would be murdered for just helping was unimaginable.

As it turned out, this story wasn't what it seemed, and when the truth was revealed,

it was even more shocking than people would have expected. This is Jacqueline's story.

The first time I heard Jacqueline's story was back in 2018, and I was shocked that someone was

murdered for doing something that I participated in regularly. Many of us have given money to someone

on the street, whether they're homeless or just panhandling. I live in Philadelphia, so I'm regularly

approached by people asking for money. But before the story came out about Jacqueline's murder,

I never really considered it to be an unsafe activity. I used to work in Center City,

which is downtown Philadelphia, and I used to take the subway to work, like most people who work

downtown do. I used to get off at the suburban station and walk to my job, which was about seven blocks

away. And a few weeks after I started working downtown, I noticed a young man that would be

sitting in the stairwell. And he was there in the morning when I went to work, and he was still

there in the afternoon when I went back to get on the train to go home. Honestly, you never really

asked for money, but if I had it, I would give it to him, or I'd buy him something to eat.

One day, he even asked me to help find him some resources, so I went to work, and I wrote down

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