In 2016, a string of professionals in a quiet mining town started disappearing after appointments with new clients.

Each one turned up dead.

The killer wasn't a stranger lurking in the dark, though.

It was a team of believers doing the bidding of a woman who claimed to speak for God himself. Hey guys, and welcome to the Moms and Mysteries podcast, a true crime podcast featuring myself, Mandy, and my dear friend Melissa.

Hi, Melissa. Hi, Mandy. How are you? I am doing well. I am looking out the window as I record.

There's butterflies flying by. There's sunshine. And there is my dog digging a hole in a spot where he should not be digging a hole. It's lovely.

Well, if you can ignore that part, I'm with you because it is so

gorgeous. I'm out of the closet and I'm in a regular room with a window so I can actually record

when it's not raining and it's beautiful and it's such a mind like cleanser for me. It's doing

everything for my, like serotonum's like crazy high it's wonderful i can tell i can instantly tell

when we got on the call that you the vibes were the vibes were there for you today

which is just going to make me question every time i talk to you melissa are the vibes there

mandy's going to be able to tell the vibes aren't there. But yes, they are there. They are here.

And I'm excited to get into this story this week. I know you are as well. I am too because this one has a little bit of cult, a little cult action going on. And I don't know. I'd say a lot. I like a good cult story. So we will get right into it. The city of Kruger's Dorp sits on the

West Rand of the Hau-Tang province in South Africa. This was a gold mining town. It was built on

the promise of wealth, but by the 2010s, that promise had kind of faded. Like a lot of towns

founded really on an industry that has seen better days, it struggled with

significant poverty. It had that small town feel where everybody knew everyone, and for the most

part, people lived with a sense of security. They didn't lock their doors, and they just

trusted their neighbors. But that precious feeling of safety was completely shattered on May 27, 2016.

On that day, 64-year-old financial advisor Anthony Schofield left his home, and he was heading out to

meet a new client. He told his family where he was going and what time he expected to be back,

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