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Our story today is about Mitrease Richardson.

And by the end of this strange story, you're probably going to

be confused, frustrated, and have more questions than answers.

My Trice Richardson was known to light up a room. In addition to obtaining a degree in

psychology from California State University at Fullerton, with a 4. In addition to obtaining a degree in psychology from California State University at

Fullerton with a 4.0 grade point average, she was also a lifelong dancer and a beauty queen

who competed on and off. She lived in L.A. with her girlfriend of several years, who was another

dynamic young black woman. With all of this in mind, on September 16, 2009,

Maitrice found herself in Malibu

along the Pacific Coast Highway.

She stopped at Jeffries,

which is a super fancy restaurant that overlooked the beach.

From the start, witnesses reported her as being a little off. The valet claimed, upon returning from parking her car,

he found her inside of his own car, looking through his CDs,

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