Zoo Man.

It's the kind of name that sounds like it should belong to a superhero or something.

Maybe a character on a cartoon show that teaches kids all about wild animals.

Tiger King may have been another one that comes to your mind.

But in the early 90s, this whimsical sounding nickname belonged to a man in his early 30s,

father to two sons, Thomas Husky.

All thanks to his ties to the Knoxville Zoo, where Thomas helped his father take care of the elephants,

or I guess that was one explanation anyway.

The other, that part's a little darker. You see, those who worked along Magnolia Avenue

in Knoxville, Tennessee, knew Zoo Man to be the kind of customer who was best avoided, the kind

who liked to do unspeakable things off the clock, with the outskirts of the zoo as the backdrop.

Even knowing that some of the women who

sold the types of services zoo man was interested in, had already accepted this risk as part of the

profession by the time they had met him. Sometimes the luxury of choice is too pricey for those

in need of money, and sometimes the true

cost isn't revealed until much later.

When a hunter dares walk through a forest on a haunted day in October, only to discover.

Well, let's pause here for a minute.

So before we dig into this kind of case that gets disturbingly dark right off the bat,

we should probably move along to the intro and more importantly, the content warnings for this

episode. Today's case, it's a dark one. Hey, Crem Sound listeners, I'm Ashley, your sole host this

week as Ricky switched roles for the week, building a shed for his parents.

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