Pushkin. Midsummer, the longest day of the year. We're better to be than Malibu, near the beaches with their famous surf breaks. In a wooded campground surrounded by rugged mountain peaks, you build a roaring fire. You teach your kids about the stars. Then, when it's finally time for bed, you sling them over your shoulders and tuck them into the safety of the tent. You tell yourself the little noises you hear nothing a scuttle, a too close cough footsteps,
normal campground stuff. If the children start to wake up, you snuggle them back to sleep. The moon slips below the horizon, the night is finally fully dark, and you start to drift off. Then, sometime around dawn June twenty second, twenty eighteen, four forty three in the morning, inside a tent at Malibu Creek State Park, a man named Tristan Boudet, with his two kids asleep next to him, is shot
in the head. He's killed instantly. The Malibu cops follow a crumb trail of clues and find a survivalist camping in the woods. They arrest him and charge him with a slew of shootings, including the killing of Tristan Boudet, and that's when things get complicated. There's an energy here and it is something that will make you if you respect it, and there is an energy out here that will fucking bury you if you don't. We did not know that there was this danger. Had we known, we
would never have put our children in danger. He was captured on here, as of course they knew who he was because he's a plant. Something wrong. Skip doesn't do. He's crazy. I don't give a shit. I want to speak. You don't have a right. Fut fuck you. I'm Dana Goodyear from Western Sound and Pushkin Industries. Lost Hills, celebrities, cops, criminals,
Everyone in Malibu has a secret. Season one investigates the murder of Tristan Boudette in Malibu Creek State Park and the cops who could have stopped at Listen in Apple Podcasts, Spotify, or wherever you get your podcasts