10: The Book of Daniel

so you can't have any kind of feelings. You can have any soft feelings. I just remember the gun pointing at me, seeing the gun, and he said, give me your money, and I emptied my or and put all the money in there, including my die pack, which he told me not to do. Heber felt he had screwed up so bad when he had the authority, he gave the authority to the next Brethren line Mo also called Aaron. He was the one that was like the moral compass for us, studying hard and praying and making sure we

were well verse in our own doctrine. This is God's law. We have to do it, otherwise the whole world will go to hell like the Armageddon. Satan will win in the end if we don't do this. We're in Old Harbor, Washington, about ninety miles north of Seattle, on an island called Woodbey Island. We're specifically at a location called pam Cove. We have the wonderful water view these days. Steve Voteci lives way out in Washington State. On clear days, you

can see the Olympic Mountains over there. You can see Commano Island over there. With a glass of wine on the deck. Here they watch the sunset just be bright red. It's it's a beautiful time. Looking around his home on the water's edge, I see his deck a picture window where you can spot orca is in the bay. Sometimes a great well bald headed eagles visit to feeding on clams and on the walls of his home, old family snapshots and mementos from his life. Uh, what do I have, hero,

there's me. It's five years old. The atmosphere here feels peaceful, serene, that is until he shows me a picture from his past life back in the nineties. This is my jail mug shot to establish my credentials as an unsavory character. Yeah, that's me, Steve. Even prison overalls, but he wasn't really a convict. He was an undercover cop. As you run into somebody, other investigators would take this out and show just to some people who were trying to target inside.

If you're saying this guy, okay, I've got a love with you, it's quite hard to imagine any amount of undercover shape shifting could turn Steve into a convincing unsavory character. No offense to Steve, but his manner is well, I don't know, kind of cuddly. In fact, it's like his home, warm, welcoming. Occasionally you spot a little knowing twinkle in his eye, like the light catching on the pencove water. I think it was his demeanor rather than his disguises, that made

Steve so good at his job. People opened up to him, wanted to talk like they just couldn't help themselves, which was a real asset in his role working investigations for the Organized Crime Bureau in Utah. And so you think, oh, Utah, j they can't much crime in Utah, But the polygamous

met the definition of organized crime. What Steve is talking about here is that underground network of polygamous communities that I've mentioned in previous episodes, the ones that had shot up like weeds around the same time hervil LeBaron was also building his cult. They were the groups hervill coveted and wanted to consume, and who were frankly much more

successful at quietly going about their work. I've spent much of my career reporting on these Mormon fundamentalist communities, their groups with their own hierarchies, rules, and rituals operating in the shadows, and by the eighties, some of these groups weren't just engaging in the crime of polygamy. Some were committing viole crimes. Part of Steve's job as a cop was to keep tabs on the various polygamust sex in Utah. He's not a Mormon himself, but it didn't seem to matter.

People often seem to want to talk to Steve despite themselves. It was working this job in that Steve got a call from his bosses asking him to visit a polygamist, yet another self styled prophet. There were some threats made against Dan Jordan's and so I went out to his home to interview him. Dan Jordan's once hervil Le Baron's right hand man, the man who had killed Joel le Baron at rbl's orders and started off the whole spiral

of the Colt. In his career investigating Mormon polygamus, Steve had heard all about the infamous and now deceased Hervil LeBaron from the perspective of most law enforcement. At this point in the mid eight d's, his cult had been shut down, Hervil was already becoming a kind of historical curiosity, and so here was an opportunity to go sort of interview one of the lieutenants of rural LeBaron and just

see what the set up was. Daniel ben Jordan's was a short and stout man with a fleshy face, receding hairline, dark dead eyes. He was fifty six and eighty five, but he was the kind of man that had always looked kind of middle aged, even in his early twenties when he first arrived in colonial le Baron as one of those French but not actually French missionaries, the new

blood whose appearance would energize the town. Back then, I've heard he was always at Hervil side, but by the time Irvill was arrested in nineteen seventy nine, though their families were bound by marriages. Dan had started a question and if Herville really did carry the mantle of the one mighty and Strong one. Cervill was safely locked up, that is, and when Herville was convicted their schism had grown into a full blown split. Dan incorporated his own

church to Erville. He'd become a son of Perdition. His name entered into the Book of the New Covenant's hit list. Dan has been described to me as coming across as a joyless man, someone who, apart from Hervil back in the day, had few friends, a loner. But when Steve arrived to meet him that day, it wasn't just Dan's awkward demeanor that stood out on the surface. Everything seemed just like the polygamous community Steve had spent his career visiting,

but the atmosphere felt off. I go into the charge hall and they're probably about five or six young ladies there, which we didn't do introductions, but I'm assuming that there were his various wives. There were a number of children there also, and it's just a little strange. I've been to other families, and I mean there might be kids in another room playing or something like that and laughing, and I just sat down with Dan Jordan's and interviewed

in him and nobody's laughing, nobody's playing. It's just kind of a strange setup. I mean, you go into home and there's ten or fifteen children there, you'd expect there's some laughter, maybe see some toys, but no, none of that was there. And obviously everyone's been coached to not talk to me. Steve quickly realized that getting good information out of Dan was going to be difficult, but he assumed the death threats Dan had been getting were something

to do with his history with Herville. I knew about his background, and then I'm in there and I it's like I'm dealing with a con man. I mean, I'm asking questions and his answers are carefully weighed, and and he's presenting the attitude of oh, there's no problem. This is just some sort of normal setup. He's in control, and so nobody's gonna bump him off like everyone else in Herbal's colt, Dan Jordan's never talked to cops, not about anything he thought might be useful to them. Anyway.

Four years had passed since VAL's death. Maybe he didn't feel like his name appearing in the Book of the New Covenant put him at risk anymore. My takeaway was I didn't feel like there was a threat, and he didn't really seem worried. So Dan wasn't worried, Steve wasn't worried. Dust your hands off and move on. I felt like I had made some connections, passed out my name, and part of the ideas that things go bad later on a least know somebody he could call um. But I

mean he never called. You have to say, in hindsight, both Steve and Dan got it wrong that day, because the next call Steve would get about Dan Jordan's was to tell him he'd been shot to death from the teams at Novel and I Heart Radio. This is deliver Us from Herville, episode ten, the Book of Daniel. For a man who had spent decades on the run, Bennett, Colorado seemed like a nice, quiet place to settle down.

Situated in eastern Colorado, It's about thirty miles from Denver, with the range of the Rocky Mountains jutting up into the sky if you look west to the east, the prairies and flat lands of the American Heartland. Dan Jordan there after Ervil's death in and set up another one of his appliance repair shops, which operated uneventfully for years. Dan might have thought he could put the whole Labaron

saga behind him. Well, maybe not completely behind him, because after Irvil's death he had given shelter to Anime Marston Evil's fourth wife, and so he had a few of Herbal LeBaron's children living within his polygamous clan and for the Kingdom of God back in Mexico. This was a festering wound, their siblings living with someone marked for death by the Book of the New Covenant. What of our lifelong dreams was to get our siblings who were under

Dan's spell. That's the way we saw it, get our siblings. Editor Gabriella LeBaron and the children and teens of the Kog deeply missed their siblings. I dreamed of them all the time that we would be reunited with him. So they were like our pride and joy in our love, and we were ready to die for them, and we were going to do whatever it took to bring him back, to rescue them from hell and to have them come

and join us a much better hell. In eight seven Gabriella was eleven years old and together with her brothers and sisters, she had been scheming and we were going to go and infiltrate and somehow convinced them to leave and come back with us, so basically extricate them. This was early in seven, but over the coming months the Kog's plan to be permanently reunited with their Labarren siblings evolved into something darker, albeit with the same ultimate aim.

It was actually Cynthia's idea, and she told Hebrew, and Hebrew was since it was his job to take everybody out and he had agreed to it, he had to take advantage of the opportunity he had. It was a summer's morning in August of eight seven that Dan Jordans opened his front door to find seven of hervill La Baron's children staring back at him. The group included labaronteenes

carrying infants in their arms. Cynthia and the leader of the Kog, Aaron, Hebrew, Patricia and Gabriella stayed behind in Mexico. I really wanted to go. I wanted to be a part of the action so bad, and I wasn't allowed. Arriving on the Jordan's doorstep, Aaron told Dan a heartbreaking story. It went something like this. For several years, they've been living down in Mexico at the Lahoya Ranch, first under

Arthur until he was killed. Now, he told Dan, Hebrew was in charge, and they've been surviving a sort of hellscape with gun battles and not enough to eat. If that wasn't bad enough, Hebrew only thought of himself. He'd abandoned them on the ranch and they were starving. They knew Dan Jordan lived in Colorado and didn't know where else to go. Aaron offered a deal in exchange for food and shelter. They'd worked for Dan in his appliance repair sweatshop. Dan Jordan's said, no, this is no, it's

not gonna work. These kids are coming up to do something. I know how this all works. This is David Schwinderman. He's a former federal prosecutor. Jordan's killed a couple of people on Hervil's direction, and in fact, he killed Rubal's brother. And he said to his wife, he said, book, this is not gonna work. I know how this works. It's not gonna be good for me. But Dan's wife persuaded

him to take in the Labaron orphans. After all, she said, they'd escaped the clutches of hervil's colt and we're now leading peaceful lives. What kind of leader would he be if he didn't offer them a safe haven. And besides, she reminded him this was some free sweatshop labor for his appliance business, and that swung it because now he's got more hands to do more work to bring it more revenue. That's fine with him, because he's all about

the money. He agreed to take the kids in, although from this point onward he started carrying a loaded nine millimeter pistol in a shoulder holster just to be safe. Only took it off to bathe or visit the bathroom. And despite any suspicions, August, then September and the Jordan family past uneventfully, the new recruits kept their heads down. They're working in the family appliance business to bring it

more revenue, to get along. Really well. Everything's going fine until that autumn, when the whole Jordan clan started getting ready for a big annual family trip each year. Dan closed up his repair shop for a few weeks to go deer hunting. With the family over in Utah. Dan didn't really want to take the new Labarn tines with them, but he didn't trust them enough to leave them behind either,

so he decided to take some of them along. They left on October fifteenth in a caravan, carrying a half dozen of Dan's wives, fifteen of their children, and the four oldest of the seven Labarn kids. They drove about eight hours to the man Ti Lasoul National Forest in central Utah. Dan picked a campsite not too far from a dirt road. It was peaceful, surrounded by steep hillsides on three sides. They gave the campsite the feel of a sort of natural amphitheater. They set up The hunt

hasn't really started yet. It's to start the next day. This is on October six. That Friday, the sound of gun shots were echoing throughout the forest as hunters prepared for the opening of hunting season. The Jordans were practicing firing their guns too. At about two pm, Dan left the family campsite and headed for an area they designated as the communal bathroom. It was partially shielded from view

by trees. Dan goes off to do his business, drops his drawers is in the process, and two people walk up and she's him in the head in the chest of the nine millimeter weapon. Two shots echo through the forest. The people of the campsite just here, boom boom, and they don't think anything of it because it's hunting season, and they figure it's just somebody's discharged the weapon. But

as time passes, where's Dan. Somebody goes out when Dan doesn't come back and discovers Dan's body with the bullet hole in the head and a bull on the chest. This was clearly no hunting accident. When the police arrive, they have a mystery on their hands. Someone had murdered Dan, but who turns out the killer wasn't anyone in Dan's hunting party. In fact, the culprits didn't come from inside

the camp at all. Eyes had been watching Dan the whole time, predators stalking their prey, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce. That's coming up after the break. Two days after the killing of Dan Jordan's a call came into the State Police. It reached the desk of Steve Votechi. My partner and I were down there to Manti. We

go to the crime scene that's out in the forest. Steve, that gentle investigator for the Organized Crime Bureau in Utah who had that strange interview with Dan, and now two years later, he gazed out his squad car window as his partner drove him to the crime scene. You drive there, and said, I drive, And then you didn't leave the paved road, and you drive about five miles on a turn of her dirt road, and then we're in this

beautiful Champion spot. Votechie was there to investigate a murder, but in what I've come to learn is his style, he couldn't help but appreciate how picturesque the landscape was, with the leaves turning red and bright yellow, the autumn sun casting a golden light across the mountain. I'm looking at it and I'm thinking, yes, i s place to camp. And there was no one there when we got there, so we're just looking in this beautiful spot and walked around.

There's a little river nearby and and it's really quite pleasant. We sort of mapped out where we thought a shooter might have hidden. It's sort of an open campground, and there was a clumpetraes nearby, and and that we sort of searched that very very carefully to see what was there.

Steve's initial investigation at the crime scene came up with zilch, nothing to imply the killing was an inside job from anyone at the camp, and since everyone had been firing guns to practice for the hunting trip the next day, they all had gun residue on their hands. Everyone who had talked to the cops seemed to have an alibi. Steve was stumped, but he knew the LeBaron's history felt like there was more to this case that solving it was going to require more resources than just the local

count the sheriff's office. So Steve decided to use the one thing from the crime scene that had made an impression on him, the beautiful location. It occurred in a national forest, and then since any possible shooters were out of state, it becomes obvious that this is an interstate Dealence interstate, they have the resources to do this. If you're in federal custody, they can take you anywhere in the United States, and so it was very useful the

crime occurred on federal land. This enabled the investigation to operate across the US with additional resources like experienced prosecutors who knew how to get results in complex cases. That's how David Schwindermann got involved. They get ahold of the U. S. Attorney's office and they just said, Hey, Dave, are you guys interested in is It's going to require more than just our investigative resources to get this then, so how about it? Can the FBI help back and you get involved?

So I got involved, and we began to put our files together, our case together, and that all started to come together. Then the investigation got a crucial new team member, Steve knew Dick Forbes. Now, Dick was a specialist of La Baron in history, so when the techy recognized the names,

he immediately got ahold of Dick. Dick Forbes, you'll remember from earlier episodes, had played a key role in the hunt and apprehension of Hervia le Baron, And because no one knew more about the inner workings of the Colt than Dick, there was no one who saw them as a bigger threat. But what's more, Dick knew about the Book of the New Covenant. A brother of Hervil LeBaron in Utah had got ahold of a copy and alerted Dick after reading its distressing contents on vengeance and violent retribution.

Soon now, Dick Forbes started to tell Steve vo Techie and David Schwinderman just what they were up against. This isn't just a random shooting. This is probably something to do with the family. You need to interview all these people, will get their photographs, will do whatever we need to do. Will do the investigation. This needs to be done very thoroughly.

Dick Forbes, Steve Votechi, and David Swinderman would now become the foundation of a crack team formed not just to solve this cults murders, but to try and stop their

future crimes. Working in unison with the FBI, they were about to give a fresh focus on the next generation of Herbal's cult, which Dick had learned from his Labaran sources, were now calling themselves the Kingdom of God the k o G. As this investigative team was coming together, the Jordan's family and the Labyrin teenagers who had joined them on the hunting trip had all left Utah. It was

October eighteenth. The whole Jordan family the entourage was allowed to go back to Colorado, and Dan's body was released and they had the funeral in Colorado. But no sooner was Dan Jordan in the ground than the Kog tried to seize control of his clan after the funeral, and that's where this internal fight kind of starts. With Dan Jordan's dad, Aaron, the leader of the Kog, declares to

the Jordan family that he is now their leader. He reveals himself as the one mighty and strong and tells them they had better fall in line, and the Jordan family eventually called the cops file a formal complaint against Aaron. This is all the night of Dan Jordan's funeral, with Aaron trying to assert his authority as a new patriarch over everybody. He is reported for domestic abuse by the family members to authorities in Denver. That's when Aaron's arrested.

With Aaron behind bars, the local cops scoop up the other Kog members who had been staying with the Jordan's and they alert David Schwindermann and we then got involved and brought the kids back to Utah on material witness warrants. With these Kog kids on material witness warrants, the federal

law enforcement team had access to talk to them. Steve Otechie started to ask them about the day of Dan's killing to see if his team could start to piece together the sequence of events right up to the murder. And I'm trying to come up with the diagram of of where all these people were and Dance shot nearer, where the trailers were camped, where the camper is, and some people were in the trailer they didn't hear anything, and other people were outside life sentient Aaron up on

the road. Uh, nobody hears anything suspicious, sees anything suspicious. Steve starts to get the sense that these children are not being straight with them. It's obvious that maybe some statements have been rehearsed, and and I'm writing this all downs, you know, so that they can be checked later on in that and I'm just thinking, well, obviously somebody's not telling the truth. I just can't imagine that nobody heard any shooting. And it's always amazing that everybody seemed to

be somewhere else and nobody knows what happened whatsoever. Getting to the bottom of lies was kind of Steve Votechi's forte. Having spent years under cover, years working in Utah's organized crime Investigations unit. He was experienced with uncooperative witnesses with deception, yet when it came to lying, he noticed that these LeBaron kids were good. They were pretty consistent in their stories.

No one seemed phase that a murder had occurred. And my afterthought on that is, I mean, murder was sort of a of a natural thing with these folks, and I suppose teenagers live, but not quite so much about murder. Having made little headway from their initial interviews with the la Baron kids, the investigative team moved on to Aaron, that tall, studious leader of the Kog, sometimes called Mo. He was in police custody following the altercation with Gan

Jordan's family members. After the funeral. He talks to me, but again he just lies to me the whole time. And my main thing is, Okay, I know he's up to something, but I don't know what it is. And we couldn't find anything to time to any of the murders, and we have to release him because we don't have anything to hold him on. Reluctantly, the investigative team had to move on from their questioning of all the kids. The children were released into foster homes across the Salt

Lake area. But Aaron and Cynthia, the older teens, they were free to go wherever they pleased. Given the circumstances, none of the kids could have pulled the trigger. They were all at the campsite, so there was nobody that was traveling with them that had done anything as far

as anybody could tell. With the Labaron kids now in foster homes and still not talking, and Aaron and Cynthia in the wind, by November of eight seven, the investigative team were making slow progress solving the Dan Jordan murder. In Dan Jordan's there was a whole lot of physical evidence. There was a body, there were rounds in the body. It was clearly cause of death was gunshot. Manner of death was homicide. So you caused manner of death. You've

got a whole bunch of circumstance and context. But who pulled the trigger? No one was telling us that. Prosecutor David Schwinderman knew that without decent physical evidence, cops like Steve, a techie, would somehow need to get information from inside the colt. But Steve was beginning to doubt his ability to do that. We're kind of hoping that maybe somebody's gonna want to talk to us, and that doesn't hold true. I mean, here's the murder, and UH just can't come

up with anything. That's very frustrating. My gut's telling me, you know, the investigations going nowhere, we don't have any evidence. Everybody's lying to us, just just snut bowing anywhere. Then two months later, a Sunday night, January, David Schwinderman's phone rings. I got a call from the Marshal's that said, hey, they're gone. One of the LeBaron children, Stephanie, Gabriella's sister,

had slipped away from her foster family. He said, they haven't seen Stephanie today, and she was in the house yesterday and they thought she was asleep in the house and they went in to check she's not there. So the marshals started to call around to all the other places they had the kids. They were gone. All the Labarian children disappeared. How did they arrange their escape? I mean, are they calling each other up or you got it? They phone each other and constantly kept themselves apprized of

what was going on in the families. Stephanie was told to round the kids up to arrange for the kids to meet, and there was no probably should have been, but there were no real restrictions on the kids getting together. So she got the kids together and Patrician Hebrew were there and they loaded him up in the vehicle. She took him back to Mexico and nobody saw him after that. The KOG kids had all escaped back to Mexico to

meet up with the others. Investigators wouldn't learn who killed Dan Jordan for years, and by the time they did, it would be too late. That's coming up after the break. Around the same time as KOG members were returning from America to meet up with Gabriella LeBaron and her brothers and sisters, the cult were on the move. The adults were like, suddenly, there was this emergency. We got to go,

we got to get out of here. They were leaving their Laya camp and traveling about three hundred and seventy miles south, further away from the border, deeper into Cartel controlled Sonora. Their destination was a town called Navajo. At this point, Gabriella was twelve years old. It's a small own, a typical little Mexico town that has a little square, one tiny little store to go and buy, like your gums or your coke or whatever, and a few houses

and a few streets. It had a elementary school, you know, just maybe fifty homes with a hundred. There's a creek nearby, so we could walk to the creek or walk to the mountains. And everything was in walking distance. And then outside of this little town was mountains and in all directions. For the colt, this new home was known as b f A. Do you guys know what that stood for? Never? B f A stood for but fuck Africa, an acronym used by isolated American kids to mean the middle of nowhere.

Although Hebrew, pulled out of school early, had got this acronym wrong. It's usually referred to as bf E, the E standing for Egypt. Hebre being in the coal didn't know the difference, you know, Egypt or Africa. He's like it was out in the freaking Bundhi, so he's like, I don't freaking bf A, And it was just called b ff as there and forever Africa Egypt. For the nomadic, educationally deprived kids of the Kog, starved of normal childhood's aspirations,

or any of the regular possibilities for adult lives. These weren't just far off exotic destinations. They were as tangible as say, living on the moon. Cult members only had two possible future destinations, outer darkness, that far off layer of hell, or life in the violent, oppressive Kingdom of God, the gateway to the highest levels of heaven. But for now, in the present, as night seven turned into nine, the thing that mattered about b f A wasn't its name.

It was its location, off the grid, away from the growing team of law enforcement that were now on their trail. Going to b f A was a place that nobody would ever know. You know where we went. It was definitely a secret place, and the only person who knew where we went was the owner of the house, and he was deep in them off yes, so he wasn't going to talk to the police. According to Gabriella, everyone in Navajos seemed to have marijuana plantations. She remembers that

if you lived there, you were an outlaw. The children of the Kingdom of God fit in perfectly. Gabriella loved it. I used to race horses. I would write it just with the rope around its nose. And I would race with the kids and the other kids in the street, and we'd go down this one straight street that went through the little town, and I always one, like way

far ahead of everybody else. I grew up with boys, and I outdid them on everything in any kind of game, any kind of fight, any kind of raising, any kind of anything. And um, I didn't have this element of fear. It was kind of busted in me. So I just like a Tasmanian deviled, just nothing will hold back. Hebrew had kept up with a car stealing operation and the marijuana smuggling. We were making a lot of money for a period. Like selling cars was really luk ative for

a while there. I remember seeing big giant wad to cash and then we would go to Navajoa to do our shopping and buy boxes of delicious, glorious food, like mangoes was my favorite thing in the world. Oh my god. It would buy big grates and mangoes, tortillas with hot trtias with butter on that, and I was like, oh so delicious. So it just kind of feel like a time of plenty then or suddenly you've got all this money and you're eating really good. Yeah, yeah, it was.

It was really and we had fancy trunks all the time, and we would go drive around in the mud and big giant broncos. But this wasn't a period of healing for Gabriella. On the outside, she might have been some fearless Tasmanian devil who would beat boys and horse races and pack weed and hidden compartments. But inside everything was shut like in the basement. Any kind of suffering, any kind of feelings, any kind of anything was in the basement and sealed. I didn't feel anything for a long time.

That's one of the reasons why I couldn't feel fear. I couldn't feel anything. That mean you also didn't feel happiness. I felt excitement. I could feel excitement, but this sense of like content, safety, happiness, what things are going okay? I had no concept of that whatsoever. The group consciousness was we were required to do certain things, so sure I could be excited about adventure, but we always had to study. There was this underlying You're here to do

God's will. End of story. God's will learn from irvil LeBaron's Book of the New Covenant and it's call for vengeance on all his enemies, which meant down in Deepest Sonora with Dan Jordan's disposed of plannings were happening, and they were happening when we were in b f a further adventures back across the border in the US. As a kid, you sit there and you be quiet. On their knees. Together, the children of irvil LeBaron would face each other, heads bowed. We would pray and pray for hours,

all of us together in a circle. We would kneel, we put our hands behind our backs, and different people would pray. And we had this thing we called a solemn assembly where each person in that circle would say their prayer and nobody could cut them short if they were long winded, if they're twenty long witted people that we would be there for hours and you just had to second up when you guys would do those prayers. I'm just trying to imagine what would the prayers be like.

They would be specifically about the killings. Yes, and they would say these long winded prayers and never freaking ended. In the spring of the plan the kog were praying for was their most audacious killing yet, a chilling, coordinated attack, an evolution of sorts in the sophistication and scale of brutality, not a one off like Jola Baron or a random series of executions like the massacre at Los Molinos with more targets than their semi aborted attempt at the double

ruling Alred and Virlin Le Baron assassination. This next plan was something much grander. I was allowed it on one of the meetings and they were trying to decide location and when and where. I just know the feeling of the meeting. It was all like, of course, very ominous, and they were deciding which kids would go to the United States, and I wanted to go so bad, and they wouldn't let me. I was a girl, so I thought it was unfair. I trusted myself and they didn't

trust me, and I didn't like that at all. A hit squad was being assembled. Some of their names you've already heard. Cynthia the Diva, Hebrew the failed Leader, Aaron, studious and tall, and their sister Patricia the cool one, and a kid called Richard LeBaron. All of them chosen to carry out the murders that would change everything and wake the prosecutors and cops from their slumbering investigation into the cult. You know, keep thinking who would do something

like that? And I never could couldn't believe that somebody would actually target a little girl like that. That's coming up in episode eleven of deliver Us from Herville. Deliver Us from Herville is hosted by me jesse Hyde and written and reported by me Leona Hamid and David Waters. Production from Leona Hamid and David Waters. Sean Glenn and Max O'Brien are executive producers. Lena Chang and Megan Yinka are researchers. Marianna Gongora is our field producer. Fact checking

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