So it's not exactly clear how they figured it out. But on September second, twenty twenty, activists who identify as Colorado Springs Antifa accuse Mickey of being an informant. Mickey's exposed in a Twitter thread. The account for Colorado Springs Antifa posts photos of Mickey and warrants everyone that he's a suspected informant. It reads be careful around this dude. Probably wise not to let him in your protest space. To be clear, this Twitter thread doesn't offer any specific
evidence that Mickey is an informant. So I contact Colorado Springs Antifa, and after jumping through a series of hoops to confirm my identity, I end up on an encrypted phone call with one of their members. I don't record the conversation he asked me not to, and he won't give me his name, real cloak and dagger stuff. He tells me that while they don't have proof, they have a lot of suspicions. He says they believe Mickey played a part in the investigation of activists in Colorado Springs,
the investigation you heard about in the last episode. By this time, Mickey is deeply embedded in the Denver Racial Justice movement. He's at the front of protests, he's going to meetings, he's making plans, and what people in Denver don't know is the FBI is paying him thousands of dollars cash every few weeks. So, as you can imagine, like anyone whose livelihood is being threatened, Mickey's not going
to take this kind of online rumor lying down. So just hours after the Twitter outing, Mickey records a video Good Evening or good Morning. It's September third, two and twenty, roughly about three o'clock in the morning. In the video, Mickey is sitting at a table. There's the red flag of the Kurdistan Workers Party behind him, and leaning against the wall is an AAR fifteen style assault rifle. Mickey's holding a cigar. On the table in front of him is a ball peen hammer and a full bottle of
Jack Daniels. And Mickey doesn't mince words. This propaganda shit you guys posted doesn't mean fuck all to me, but understand this. I would be a polite and professional, but I have a plan to kill everybody in the fucking room of me to be. Mickey posts the video to YouTube and it quickly circulates among Denver's racial justice protesters. Mickey insists he's not an informant. If you're trying to implicate that I'm a fucking snitch, check this out. Three things.
I ain't a punk, I am a bitch, and I am a fucking snitch. You should ask who the real fucking punk er bitches or who the real fucking snitches. I'm Trevor Aaronson from Western Sound and I Heeart podcasts. This is Alphabet Boys, episode nine. I in as Niche. We'll get to this bizarre video with Mickey in a bit, but for the moment, I want to take you back again to the last week of August twenty twenty. A
lot happens this week. This is the same week that Mickey's hyping up demonstrations have become full scale attacks on police buildings. I can't hear you. This is also the week Mickey takes zeb Hall in Bryce Shelby to lunch at a famous Dave's Barbecue restaurant. Ze won't commit to any attack or plan, but Bryce suggests they should pursue
a plot to assassinate Colorado Attorney General Bill Wiser. Generals your target a few days later, Mickey introduces Bryce to Red and undercover FBI agent Juice, and Red and Bryce drive the Wiser's house. Red suggests they could hire a hitman for five or six hundred dollars. You know, it's going to call something to put it together. All I'm saying, what are we looking at? Figure whys five Seclent books. Yeah. Bryce knows that's not enough money for a hit like that,
And besides, he's all talk. He's not interested, not really, So he ghosts Red and Mickey doesn't return any of their calls or text messages. Okay, now the stuff I haven't told you about. A couple of days after Mickey puts Red onto Bryce, Mickey arranges to meet Zeb at a sporting goods store that sells firearms, a Bass Pro shop in Denver. He's asked Zeb to buy him a gun, and Zeb, having seen Mickey with lots of guns, doesn't think what Mickey's asking him to do is a big deal.
But yeah, it is a big deal. Okay. The date today is Thursday, August twenty seventh, at approximately two forty seven pm with Special Agent Scott Dulstrom and Special Agent Byron Mitchell with HS meeting with Zebidias Hall. Mickey meets with his FBI agent handler and gets a recording device. He then drives about ten minutes to the bass Pro shop. Sitting in the parking lot and smoking a cigar, Mickey sees Zeb walking towards the store with a woman. I
think that's his girlfriend or chick. Mickey is communicating with the FBI agents who are watching the live feed, so it just a heads up zebra diass I think the grosher scoreforn. Mickey then puts on his face mask, the black one with the Punisher logo and the Kurdish flag Peshmerga it reads on one side of the mask and he goes into the bass Pro shop. Mickey walks past a waterfall pouring into a giant fish tank. This bass Pro shop has a gigantic aquarium full of freshwater fish.
Mickey is in the middle of the store casting around for zeb. Just then a salesman comes up to him, like the TATSI you got, Franklin, Yeah, did they tell you about the Mickey just keeps walking. He's looking for Zeb. My life really, you know. But after about five minutes of searching, Mickey can't find his target. In the cavernous store. He tries to call him, but Zeb doesn't answer his phone. Mickey then talk to the FBI agents who are watching the live feed. He's in the store somewhere, but I
don't know where. It's like literally playing hide and go fuck myself. Mickey gets a call. His ringtone is a motorcycle engine revving. It's Zeb. Hello, Hello, thank you. Yeah, I'm holing up stairs right now. I'm not even upstairs, bro, I'm like literally walk around the store like hide and go fuck myself. I can't even find you. Okay, I'm going. I'm actually by this. Just take I'm going upstairs in the elevator right now. This is coming to elevator because
the fire arms upstairs. Okay, I'll be up there in a second. All right, good bye. Mickey finally finds Zeb and he's with a friend named Sarah. Mickey uses a low voice so no one nearby can hear. So you like a forty five, Yeah, chrome, a K forty seven buying no one near pistols. Fine, that's all I mean. But you know clean because I wasn't cash walking up
their show. Mickey tells Zeb the kind of gun he wants and he makes clear that he can't beat anywhere near Zeb when he's buying the firearm, because that's gonna look weird, like, oh yeah, hey, here's here's the and they're gonna be like, what the fuck you have saw? All right? So, because you know, they ask me, and then they're like, well and now all a sudden they know that I'm a feloney, it's gonna fuck everything out.
What Mickey says, right then likely isn't an accident. He reminds Zeb that he's a felon, and it's illegal for a felon to have a gun. It's illegal to buy a gun for a felon. What's happening here is Zeb is acting as what's called a straw buyer. What Mickey says is designed to help build a criminal case, to demonstrate intent, to show that Zeb knows Mickey's a I'm so okay, So we'll give you the cash, all right, Mickey Henzeb fifteen hundred dollars. I'm gonna go wander off
sort of spaces. Everything seems to be going exactly the plan more after the break, So Mickey's given fifteen hundred dollars in cash to Zeb to buy him a gun, and he's walked out of the Bass Pro shop. About fifteen minutes later, Zeb and his friend Sarah walk outside as well. They're standing by the front door. Zeb tells Mickey that he needs to grab his car registration for the background chap, and he tells Mickey that he selected a gun. Yeah, but it's alive Crystal. Yeah. I think
he's like smith and smiths Smith. Listen. Yeah, you're too small. Zeb's friend Sarah makes a nervous joke and says it's too small for my hand. I mean your hands are too small for the weapon. You're saying. Yeah, it was about saying O small was bad. I'm gonna okay, yeah, all right. After Zeb gets his car registration and he and Sarah go back into the Bass Pro shop, Mickey walks over to his hearse in the parking lot. The weapons too small for her hands? Oh my god, yeah,
like fucking midget hands. Mickey then calls Scott Dahlstrom, his FBI handler. Right, Hey, so what's going on here? Standing here staring at the fucking tree? Okay, kids are things going in and out? So we have we saw you walk out with them. We could be here very well. Um, why so he walked out the store? Why did you walk out and go back in? He had to go and get his registration to show through the residence. Oh yeah, okay, so his girlfriend, uh uh, let's telling me that, uh,
the gun was too small for her hands. I like your hands and too small for the Yeah, yeah, that's why I've heard that. Yeah no, yeah, am I sounded clear on it? Now? Um, we're wig it's a lag but yeah, no, it's fine. Now, it's just the connection of that. It's recording the connection. It's just that, Okay, forgot it all right. About fifteen minutes pass and Zeb finds Mickey in the parking lot, standing near his hearse pretty goddamn fast. So what do they say? Goodground? Did
it look good? Yeah? So that's one STEP's background check comes back tomorrow, the store will let him pick up the gun, and then Zeb's planning to give that gun to Mickey. He said that he was a felon, that he couldn't have a gun. But if you have all these guns in your car and you're you're known to walk around with them, you know, how could you have? And then you know, I'm like, okay, you know I
didn't understand. Zeb says he found the whole situation confusing and was surprised to find himself buying a gun for Mickey. And the thing is before all that I never would have bought a gun for anybody, and I just didn't understand, and I think I lacked a lot of confidence, and I was scared a lot of things that were going on.
The next day, the background check comes back clean, and Bass Pro Shop called Zeb he can pick up the gun, so Zeb arranges to meet Mickey and Mickey, as usual, first meets with his FBI agent handler to obtain a recording device. Mickey's parked just hearse outside of barbershop in Denver. He's waiting for Zeb. The Fuji's cover of Killing Me softly plays on the stereo to tell Mickey's plan is to have Zeb come up to the driver's side window
and hand him the gun. So we call Scott Dualstrom, the FBI agent, to make sure the camera angle is clear. He real quick, can you see my window pretty clear? Tell me where I'm like? Automatic? Okay, cool, right, got it? Thank you, goodbye. A couple of minutes later, Mickey gets a text from Dhlstrom, the message can't be seen, but based on Mickey's response, I suspect the agent reminds him about the proper way to handle the gun as evidence.
Mickey looks down as the camera a little annoyed. Come off, Well, I'm not new do this. That was Mickey spitting out of the car. I already know I'm want to play with it, look at it, lick it, touch it inappropriately, smell it violated. About five minutes later, Ze pulls in and he's trying to find a parking spot. Mickey hollers at him through the open passengers side window. Yeah, just farm. You make it look like we're trying to invade the
Finicon or something. Yeah, you're good, but don't ask Rod Stewarts. Do you think I'm sexy? Plays on the car stereo. Zeb walks up to Mickey's pastors side window. That, of course won't work for the FBI since their camera is facing the driver's side window on this side. Yeah, come on the other side. On the other side, I got like guns to sh Sorry, I gotta the ship shit on the other side. Now. Zeb can be seen on
the FBI camera. He's wearing a black tshirt and he's standing outside the driver's side door of Mickey's hearse Zeb hand's Mickey the gun in its case, just like it came from the store, and he put fancy hill stickers on his bitch. That's nice? Is it cool? And nice? Want to night? Let me what I know. After this transaction with the gun, Zeb tells Mickey that he's strapped for cash. Zeb says he needs money for first aid supplies to care for demonstrators who get wounded by Denver
cops during the next protest. So Mickey gives Zeb one hundred bucks and in about a week things will get wild. A group of Antifa activists and Colorado Springs will post a Twitter thread alleging that Mickey's an informant. Colorado Springs Antifa post its Twitter thread on September second, twenty twenty, accusing Mickey of being an informant. Mickey then sends the anti fascist group a direct message offering a failed thread. The anti fascist group posts a screenshot of Mickey's message
on Twitter as well. That's kind of fucked up that you assumed without hitting me up and asking what's up? Mickey writes, But I found out who Colorado Springs Antifa is and I'm going to be dealing with them soon. They might make the news. As the Twitter thread makes the rounds, people immediately start talking. They're outraged. Here's that Paul, and you know you heard through different groups. You kick his ass on the site. Fuck him, don't let him
round the groups. This is an early September twenty and by this point, so many people have been called informants, Trey Mickey, some of the activists from the Young Democratic Socialists of America, even ZEB. I think that's why I got the snitch jacket as will, you know, because people
thought I was an informant, you know. And I think a lot of other black and brown and even very white, you know, either either leaders or allies, comrades, accomplices, whatever you want to call them, you know, they got caught up as well. There's so much suspicion of everyone that it seems plausible that Mickey's being falsely accused. So Mickey gathers ZEB and his y DSA allies in the apartment in Denver, the one with the PKK flags. Yeah, I was there, and it was just one of the most
fucked up situations I could ever imagine. Mickey has an idea he'll record a video that responds to the allegations that he's an informant. They put up a military flag or whatever country he was at. You know, behind him he had a cigar and he was like acting all tough and shit. Who's throwing a low key threats like he regularly did. Good evening or good morning. It's September the third. In the video, there's that assault rifle leaning up against the wall with a ball peen hammer and
a bottle of whiskey on the table. Mickey's wearing a black tshirt that fits snugly around the shoulders and biceps. On the shirt is a square image that's half American flag, half Kurdish flag, and there's a punisher logo. The full
video runs about eight minutes. Mickey is angry. So there's a group that or an individual that's claiming that they are Antifa Colorado Springs, and in fact that that I believe that they are actually not Antifa Colorado Springs, because I believe they are actually a cop I for one, have not amused or pleased about the fuckery that's going on. I will clarify some things and I'm going to address some some things real fucking quick, and this is not scripted.
Mickey goes on a tangent here about how he's a battlehart and Peesh Murga fighter before getting back on track. You can hide behind an anonymous website and an anonymous profile talking all that shit about I'll tell him to his face, No, you won't, because at the end of the day, you come to me, I got something for you. Mickey picks up the hammer. I am the type of individual I don't give a fuck about going to prison. I don't give a fuck about getting killed because, believe me,
I've fought Isis or Dash. I've fought Al Kayeeda, I fought hubble Shabi, I fought in Iraq, and I fought in Syria. I've trained real Antifa freedom fighters in both those regions. And I am certainly not fucking scared of you. I don't give a fuck about the cops, and I don't care about the police. But I will tell this to you right now, at the end of the day, I do not agree nor accept fascism. I do not accept an agree oppression. That's what I fought against and
that's what I'm still fighting against. But I understand this. If you come to me fucked up. I'm gonna fuck you up. Play stupid games when stupid prizes. This propaganda shite you guys post it doesn't mean fuck all to me. If you're trying to implicate that I'm a fucking snitch, check this out three things. I ain't a punk, I am a bitch, and I in a fucking snitch. You should ask who the real fucking punk er bitches or who the real fucking snitches. It's a care fully choreographed
message full of bravado. Mickey's a talented liar. It's hard to sense his desperation under all the chest thumping, but the video doesn't stop all the whispers about Mickey. The challenge Mickey faces and trying to preserve his cover is that anyone accused of being a snitch will say I in a snitch, So how can you possibly know who's telling the truth. Two days later, Mickey tries to get ahead of the story with the help of the y DSA activists who are still enamored with him. Mickey records
a Q and a video on Twitter. More than one thousand people of view it live. It's posted to Mickey's Twitter account, His user name is and no I'm not joking here, it's isis killer Kitten. The video begins with Honor, one of the y DSA activists, asking Mickey a question and why are you doing this to get the truth. In her interview, Mickey answers questions from Honor about his long criminal record, which is feeding suspicions among activists that he could be working for the police. Do you regard
your criminal history? Yeah, yeah, I definitely do, you know. I mean, it made me who I am in some ways, but reality, yeah, I wish I could go back. Yeah. In particular, activists have raised a lot of questions about Mickey's sex crime, which, as he might remember, Mickey pleaded down to misdemeanor third degree sexual assault when he was twenty. He had sex with a fourteen year old, but claimed he didn't know the girl was under age. Mickey tries
to address the concerns. Can you describe your reaction to the recent discussion of your sexual assault charge so I can regroup dating, fucking It's been talked about so many times, and the thing is it was a fucked up situation, which I personally say, you know, I did some stupid ship first admitted believing, so you wouldn't say that you
have any sort of a pattern of repeated sexual violence reviews. No, No, it's if I did, I'm sure I would not be setting here, you know, drinking whiskey, smoked a cigar out in public. If I was a sexual prediture. There are sexual creditors that do look pretty freely though. Oh yeah, absolutely, And I think personally they should get a bullet the fucking head. This goes on for a bit with Mickey describing how he's misunderstood and I was really an ally
to the racial justice movement. Then Honor asked a question about his role in that movement. Do you see yourself as any sort of leader in the protest? No, I don't want to be. I want to be a fucking leader at the end of the day, Look, lu tay something out of these people. And I'm not trying to sound mean, but a lot. Nothing's been fucking done. Nothing's been fucking done, no cost. I've been fired, There's been no restitution, no apologies, there's been no court cases, there's
been no punishment, there's been no changes of policy. We got people, more people living on the fucking streets. We got black people still being fucking killed in Kenosha, California. Fuck. I could go on for hours, all the fucking places. That's just the ship that we've seen on camera. And at the end of the day, No, I don't find myself as a leader because in reality, I'm not the
leader type like that. I can't sit there and say, oh, yeah, I'm totally a leader because here's the thing, and this is what I'm I look at is I can't sit there and say that I'm a fucking leader because at the end of the day, I'm not a black man, I'm not a black woman, I'm not a transgender, I'm not gay, I'm not by, I'm not pansexual. I have no room to fucking lead anything. But it's something fucks with you. I'm there to defend you. I'm an ally.
That's it. Honestly, I don't think in reality, and I know it's gonna sounds kind of sucked up in maybe racist. I don't think a white man or a white woman should be speaking on black matters. Show them support, but shut the fuck up and let them talk. Black lives do matter. It's their business. At this point. Aiden another y DSA activist takes over for honor. So there have been a number of people online recently who have been labeling you a snitch or informant or narc or otherwise.
What do you have to say to them? And about that? Okay, yeah, so anybody had been around pretty much? How many times have my name been on court paperwork arrest? After David to zero. Here's the thing for you, if you've ever been in the fucking legal system, just ask for emotion to discovery. It gives you all the information of the case. It'll say confidential format, It'll say blah blah, blah blah.
I will say this. Then then you can actually read how they've got the charge to be fought against you. And I'll bet you my name. I'll bet you my motherfucking balls. Becau says, everybody wants to be on my dick. I'll bet you my car, whatever you want, my name is on it. None of that ship. That's a bad bet for Mickey to make, because, as he's saying this, Mickey's name is on dozens of reports inside the FBI's
den for office, but no one knows that yet. The two primary hy DSA activists who unwittingly helped Mickey our Honor and Aiden. I call Honor first. Hello, Hi, it makes meet the Honor please ye. Hey, my name is Trevor Aaronson. So the reason I'm calling is I'm doing a story about a guy named Mickey Windecker and his work with the FBI, and you know, I ended up getting copies of recordings and reports, and you were named as one of the people that you know, he was
essentially spying on. Honor hangs up on me, so I call Aiden. Your name came up in some of the files as someone that Mickey was spying on, So I was wondering if you'd be willing to talk to me a little bit about him. No, I don't know anything about that. Are you sure you're not in trouble in any way? Where are those files? The FBI files? So they're not public? They were they were leaked to me. There there FBI internal files. I'm not interested in talking
about any of this. I don't want my name involved with any of this. I don't have any knowledge of anything. I'm I'm trying to stay as far away from this as possible, and I don't want anything to do with it. I don't want to talk about it at all, since Honor and Aiden didn't cooperate with me, and because they have not been charged with a crime as a result of Mickey's activity, I'm not using their last names here at some point, and I don't know exactly why, since
they won't talk to me about it. Honor and Aiden wised up and abandoned Mickey. The y DSA activists believe quote the FEDS were watching. According to an FBI internal report, there's one activist who came around to this realization very slowly. Zeb Hall was there in the apartment as Mickey recorded the videos, and it was there that things stopped making sense. He didn't buy all of Mickey's explanations. Mickey made a bunch of threats, suggesting to Zeb that maybe Mickey has
something to hide. Days earlier, Zeb had bought Mickey a gun, And now for the first time he has suspicions about Mickey. It really was starting to become evident at that point for me when that came out. Then, you know, finally out about his like you thought at that point that it was possible he was an informant. I felt that he probably more than like it was. And then what are you thinking about the fact that a lot of a gun At that point, I'm fucked. Yeah, Zep's fucked.
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