There were two more murders, 15 miles away.

When police arrives, I found the telephones and electricity lines.

We have a weird homicide.

A scene described by one investigator as reminiscent of a weird...

A cup of murder.

December is a time for holiday cheer, a time where gifts from loved ones have a knack for showing

up on your porch. On December 12, 1996, a time where gifts from loved ones have a knack for showing up on your porch. On December 12,

1996, a man became the victim of a horrifying crime that all began with a Christmas package. So, if you

like your coffee hot but your bones chilled, sit back and start your day with a morning cup of murder.

Wayne Richard Gravette was born on January 4, 1954. He was a husband, a father, and a member of a

large extended family who loved him dearly. He was also known in the packaging machinery

equipment industry, servicing the machines and

completing line installations for numerous food and beverage companies all over Ontario.

In 1993, he parted ways with the company he worked for on good terms, dissolving his

partnership with them, and he and his wife started a small business of their own in the same field.

Running the entire thing out of their home in the rural Acton area until June of 1996.

That's when they moved to a farm in Moffat, continued to run things in-house,

and additionally developed a spring site located just next

to their property that they hoped would allow them to launch their own spring water bottling

service in the near future. Things seemed to be going really well for Wayne and his family,

and according to the reports, there was really nothing in his life

that would give any sort of indication of what was to come on December 12, 1996. It was a chilly

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