She stabbed her mother 79 times. And then she smiled. But she wasn’t the only one. 22 women, some were mothers, some were daughters, some were the last face their victim ever saw. They proved that the most dangerous place to stand is next to someone you trust.  This is Crime Lens. To our loyal viewers, we see you and we appreciate you.

 Let’s get right into it. Case one. Tiffany Hall, September 15th, 2006, East St. Louis, Illinois. Jamela Tunstall was 7 months pregnant when her lifelong best friend invited her over. They’d grown up together since kindergarten, attended the same schools, called each other cousin. Jamela trusted Tiffany Hall so completely that she let her babysit all three of her children without hesitation.

That trust was the weapon. Inside her mother’s house, Tiffany Hall grabbed a wooden table leg and beat 23-year-old Jamela over the head until she collapsed unconscious. Then she carried Jamela’s body to the bathtub, took a pair of scissors, and cut open her abdomen to remove the 7-month-old fetus. Jamela bled to death on the porcelain.

Hall dumped her friend’s body in a weed-choked vacant lot blocks from their neighborhood. That same night, she showed up at Frank Holten State Park and called paramedics, claiming she had just given birth to a stillborn child. At the hospital, she refused to let anyone examine her. Three days later, Hall arrived at the home of the children’s father.

She lied, telling him Jamella had sent her to pick up 7-year-old Diamond, 2-year-old Ivan, and 1-year-old Jenella. He believed her. It was the last time he saw his children alive. Hall drowned all three. Then she carried their bodies back to Jamella’s apartment and stuffed them inside the washing machine and the clothes dryer.

7-year-old Diamond, 4 ft tall and 55 lb, was folded into the dryer. Six days after the first killing, Hall organized an official funeral for the stolen fetus. She named the baby Taylor Horn. She signed a legal affidavit claiming the child was hers. Then she pulled her boyfriend aside and confessed everything.

  Terrified, he called the police. On June 9th, 2008, Tiffany Hall pleaded guilty to five counts of first-degree murder. She was sentenced to life in prison without the possibility of parole. As of May 20th, 2026, Tiffany Hall remains incarcerated in the Illinois state prison system. She is 42  years old.

She will never be released. She killed her best friend,  carved out her baby, and drowned three children. Then she held a funeral for a life she stole. But the next case proves that a daughter’s cruelty can be even colder. Case two. Takeya Gathridge, June 11th, 2012, Jonesboro, Georgia.  Two days before she died, Delois D.

Autry told her neighbor something chilling. Her 24-year-old daughter, Takeeya Guthridge, had looked her in the face and said, “I wish you were dead.” Other witnesses heard Guthridge repeated like a promise, “I’ll be happy when you’re dead.” Delois had spent years supporting her unemployed daughter. She had opened her home, paid her bills,  asked for nothing in return except a little help around the house.

Guthridge refused every request. The tension escalated so violently  that Delois changed the locks on every door in the home, interior and exterior, out of sheer fear. And then she let her daughter back inside anyway. That Monday morning, mother and daughter drove to Clayton County Magistrate Court for an eviction hearing.

The judge ruled against Guthridge, 7 days to leave. Back at the house on Carnes Estates Drive, the argument turned to gas money. Guthridge demanded it. Delois sent her stepson, Frank, to the car to get her purse.  When Delois refused to hand over the cash, calling her daughter ungrateful, Guthridge walked to the kitchen, grabbed a serrated knife, and attacked.

Frank heard his mother scream his name.  He sprinted into the dining room and found Guthridge on top of Delois on the couch, pinning her down with a knee while stabbing her repeatedly. Frank fought to pull his step sister off. The blade swung at him. He grabbed the knife and squeezed until the serrated metal snapped clean from the handle.

The raw blade stayed wedged in his hand. Delois, bleeding from seven stab wounds, two of which had pierced her heart,  looked at Frank and gave her last instruction. Get help. When officers  arrived, Guthridge walked out the front door and stated calmly that she had just killed her mother.  The dispatcher asked if she wanted to attempt CPR.

“Nope.” She said, “I don’t want to do CPR.” The jury deliberated for 20 minutes. Guilty on all counts. Takayia Guthridge was sentenced to life without  the possibility of parole. As of 2026, she remains incarcerated in the Georgia Department of Corrections.  She will never be released. 20 minutes.

That is all the jury needed. But in the next story, a jury needed even less time to understand what  had happened inside a bathroom in Colorado. Case three. Isabella Guzman.  August 28th, 2013. Aurora, Colorado. Three hours before her mother was killed, 18-year-old Isabella Guzman sat in the backyard with her biological father, Robert.

They looked at the trees. They watched the animals. Robert thought he was making progress with his troubled daughter.  “In the conversation, I thought that I made progress.” He said later. “But obviously it didn’t do nothing because hours later, this thing happened.” That morning, Isabella had emailed her mother two words that changed everything.

 “You will pay.” The day before, she had spit directly in her mother’s face. Yun-Mi Hoy, a 47-year-old photographer who worked 12-hour days at her studio, was so terrified of her own daughter that she asked her husband Ryan to sleep in the bedroom with her for protection. Police had already been called.

Officers spoke with both women and warned Isabella to change her behavior. Things seemed to calm down. They did not. At 9:30 that night, Yun Mi came home from work and went upstairs to shower. Minutes later, Ryan Hoy heard a thumping sound from the second floor, then his wife screaming his name. He ran upstairs and tried to push open the bathroom door.

 He caught a glimpse of Isabella inside before she slammed it shut and locked  it. Blood began pooling out from beneath the door. Ryan called 911. Still on the phone, he pressed his ear to the door. Through it, he heard his wife speak her final word. Jehovah. The door opened. Isabella stepped out holding a knife pointed downward in her right hand.

She did not say a single word. She stared straight ahead, walked past her stepfather, and left the house wearing a pink sports bra and turquoise shorts. Inside the bathroom, Yun Mi Hoy lay naked on the floor. She had been stabbed 79 times. 31 wounds to the face. 48 to the neck. Isabella was captured 16 hours later in a parking garage by three undercover officers.

She was found not guilty by reason of insanity. Diagnosed with schizophrenia, she remains confined at the Colorado Mental Health Institute at Pueblo. 79 wounds.  One final word. And a daughter who walked out in silence. But the next woman did not stay silent. She called 911 herself.  And what she said on that call would haunt investigators for years.

Case four,  Miriam Helmick, June 10th, 2008, Whitewater, Colorado. Alan Helmick was a 64-year-old real estate developer who fell in love at a dance class.  His instructor, Miriam, was charming, elegant, and utterly convincing. He married her. He bought her a horse ranch.  He financed her dream of opening her own dance studio.

He did not know she had likely already killed one husband. In 2002, Miriam’s first husband, Jack  Callaway Giles, was found dead from a gunshot wound in their Jacksonville, Florida home. Authorities ruled it a suicide. That same year, Miriam allegedly set fire to her own father’s house. Then she left Florida and never looked back.

40 days before Alan died,  Miriam made her first attempt. She placed a lit wick device inside his vehicle’s gas tank  outside a business in Delta, Colorado. The car caught fire. Alan survived. She adjusted her plan. On the evening of June 10th, Miriam walked up behind her husband while he stood in their kitchen and fired a single bullet into the back of his head.

She then staged the entire house to look like a botched burglary and called emergency services. Investigators were not fooled, but Miriam was not finished performing. Weeks later, a threatening note appeared on her own doorstep designed to look like an outside killer was targeting the family. She had written it herself.

 When the investigation tightened, Miriam fled to Florida. She moved into her adult son’s home. And to hide her identity, she stole the name of the one person who could never object, Sharon Helmick, Allen’s deceased first wife. The forensic breakthrough came from a 20-year-old bullet. Ballistics  matched its markings to the projectile pulled from Allen’s skull.

Same weapon, same woman. A Mesa County jury found Miriam Helmick guilty of first-degree murder, attempted murder, and 10 counts of forgery.  She was sentenced to life without parole plus 78 years. She has filed three appeals, all denied. As of 2026, Miriam Helmick remains incarcerated at the Denver Women’s Correctional Facility.

She will die in prison. She stole a dead woman’s name to escape the consequences of making another woman dead. But the next case involves a stepmother who did not pull the trigger herself. She made a child do it. Case five, Judith Hawkey, November 3rd, 2003, Mark Center, Ohio. At 4:00 in the afternoon, paramedics rushed to a small house on Kyle Street in rural Defiance County.

Inside a bedroom, they found 34-year-old Robert Bryninger with a single gunshot wound to the head.  His 10-year-old son, Corey, stood nearby and told officers his father had been showing him how to handle a gun for hunting when the weapon accidentally went off. Authorities believed the boy. The death was ruled accidental.

For the next decade, Judith Hawkey, Robert’s wife and Corey’s stepmother,  collected nearly $500,000 from a life insurance policy she had quietly taken out on her husband. She raised Corey.  She kept his silence. She had spent years making sure he would obey.  Between the ages of 7 and 10, Corey Breininger endured systematic torture at Hawkey’s hands.

The specifics were devastating enough that a sentencing judge would later call her actions  evil beyond description. By the time Corey turned 10, Hawkey had broken him so completely that she could command him to pick up a loaded weapon, point it at his own father, and pull the trigger. Then she ordered him to lie about it.

10 years later, at 20 years old, Corey walked into a former teacher’s classroom and told the truth. The FBI Crimes Against Children Task Force and the Defiance  County Sheriff’s Office reopened the case as a homicide. A grand jury returned a six-count indictment. Aggravated murder, insurance fraud, four counts of child endangerment.

Hawkey pleaded not guilty. She told the court it was Corey who had deliberately shot his father and fabricated the entire story. The jury did not believe her. Corey Breininger faced Judith Hawkey directly in the courtroom and spoke for the first time in a decade. The pain you have put me through should send  you straight to hell.

Judith Hawkey was sentenced to life without parole.  As of 2026, she remains incarcerated in Ohio. She will never be released.  A boy carried his stepmother’s secret for 10 years.  The next woman carried hers for 19 until a pinky swear brought it all crashing down. Case six, Melissa Haskell, August the 26th, 1992.

Upper Merion Township, Pennsylvania. Ryan Borley was 5 months old.  His babysitter, 19-year-old Melissa Haskell, had been caring for him since he was barely a month old.  She later told a courtroom, “I loved that child like he was my own.” On the morning of August 26th, Haskell was alone with Ryan at his family’s  home.

She was suffering severe heroin withdrawal. The baby was crying, and she could not make him stop. She fed him whiskey. Then she placed her hand over his mouth and nose, and held it there until he went silent forever.  She told the family she had found Ryan unresponsive in his crib. The autopsy noted bruising consistent with suffocation,  and found the infant’s organs abnormally swollen.

But the coroner ruled it sudden infant death syndrome. No charges were filed. The case went cold. Later that same day, Haskell approached the dead  baby’s aunt with what a witness described as a matter-of-fact, almost business-like demeanor. She demanded $250. She said the father owed her a week’s pay, and she wanted her money.

 The aunt paid her just to keep her away from the grieving father. The secret survived 19 years. It traveled from Haskell’s lips to her husband, Michael, then to his brother, then to his employer, then to a priest  who told them all to bury it. It finally surfaced in 2011 when Michael, terrified for the safety of his own young son, agreed to wear a police wire.

On the recording, Michael demanded the truth. “I want to hear them words.” Haskell responded, “I will never ever ever put my hand over our son’s mouth like I did to that baby.” The coroner reopened the file.  The manner of death was changed to homicide. On June 13th, 2012, a jury found Melissa Haskell guilty of 3rd degree murder.

She was sentenced to 10 to 20 years in prison. Based on her sentencing date, she became eligible for release as early as 2022 and must be released by 2032. A priest told them to keep it buried. A wire  brought it back to the surface. But the next case was buried for zero days because a 15-year-old wrote her plan directly on her own skin. Case 7.

Holly Ann Harvey, August 2nd, 2004.  Fayette County, Georgia. Five days before Carl and Sara Collier were murdered, Carl confided in his son Kevin. “She said she was going to kill us.” Kevin told his father to call 911 for any little thing.  Later he said, “I wish we’d taken that a little more seriously.

” Holly Ann Harvey was 15 years old. Her mother was in prison for drug charges. Her father had been absent since she was a toddler. Her grandparents, Carl 74 and Sara 73, had taken her in 3 months earlier. They were church-going, hard-working people who loved her unconditionally.  They had only two rules.

Stop using drugs and stop seeing her 16-year-old girlfriend, Sandy Ketchum. Holly hated those rules enough to plan a double murder. That afternoon, the girls sat in Holly’s basement bedroom and discussed how to kill the grandparents. Sandy suggested a lamp. Holly chose a knife. She went upstairs and grabbed the biggest blade from the kitchen butcher block.

Back in the basement, they practiced stabbing a mattress to test if the blade was sharp enough.  Then Holly picked up a pen and wrote four words directly on her arm. Kill, keys, money, jewelry. After 6:00 p.m., Carl and Sara walked downstairs to retrieve a suitcase. Holly attacked immediately, stabbing Sara  in the back.

The elderly couple pinned Holly down on the bed. You’re on drugs. You don’t know what you’re doing. Sandy joined the assault. Carl broke free and ran upstairs to call for help. Holly chased him and ripped the phone cord from the wall.  Carl threw a coffee mug. He grabbed the blade with his bare hand.

Holly wrestled it back and delivered a fatal blow to his neck.  Both victims were stabbed at least 15 times each. Holly later described the sensation of blood covering her hands. It felt like a bucket of hot water. They fled 230 miles  to Tybee Island. 17 hours later police found them. Holly Harvey pleaded guilty to two counts of malice murder.

She was sentenced to two consecutive life terms with no parole eligibility for 20 years. She became parole eligible in 2024. As of 2026, Holly Harvey remains incarcerated at Lee Arrendale State Prison in Georgia. No release has been confirmed. Kill.  Keys. Money. Jewelry. She wrote the plan on her skin before she was old enough to drive.

But the next story proves that ambition and a borrowed $20 can turn family into enemies overnight. We are seven cases deep and the stories are only getting heavier. If you are still watching, we genuinely appreciate the time you are spending with us. Drop your location where you’re tuning in from below and tell us which case has hit you the hardest so far.

If this content matters to you, a like goes a long way in helping us keep making these documentaries. Now, let us get back to it. Case eight. Kayla Henriques. March 2011, Brooklyn, New York. Kamisha Richards was 22 years old, a John Jay College graduate, a JP Morgan Chase employee, and a woman  preparing for the LSAT to become an attorney.

As a child, she watched the television show Matlock and told her mother, “Mommy, I want to do what he do.” She was dating the brother of 18-year-old Kayla Henriques. They had grown up together in the Cypress Hills public housing complex. They were family.  Then Kamisha lent Kayla $20. The money was supposed to buy milk and diapers for Kayla’s 1-year-old baby.

 When Kamisha opened the refrigerator and found no milk inside, the argument began. It moved to Facebook. Kamisha wrote, “I will be needing  that $20. This is the last time you will con me into giving you money.”  Kayla responded, “Then try to expose me, mama, but I’m not the type to thug it over Facebook.

See you when you get from work.” Kamisha  fired back, “Trust, I am have the last laugh.” Kayla typed two words, “We will see.” The next evening around 10:30 p.m.,  the two women came face-to-face inside a ground-floor apartment in the Cypress Hills complex. The argument over $20 escalated into a physical fight.

Kayla pulled a knife and stabbed Kamisha once. The blade  pierced her heart. The next afternoon, before the Facebook page was taken down, a final post  appeared from Kayla’s Blackberry. “I can’t believe this happened. I’m sorry. I send my  condolences to her family. RIP, Kamisha.” A future attorney was dead.

 A baby’s mother was heading to prison. $20 separated them. Kayla Henriques was arrested and charged with second-degree murder and criminal possession of a weapon. Her case moved through Brooklyn Supreme Court pre-trial proceedings. A future attorney who dreamed of becoming the next Matlock was gone.

A baby’s mother was heading to prison. And the evidence was already public. Every threat, every warning, every word of it  posted for the entire world to read. $20 and a Facebook  wall. That was the price of Kamisha Richard’s future. But the next case  begins in a world most people have never heard of.

A refugee camp in Thailand where a girl’s suffering started before she could walk. Case 9, Koua. Her September 3rd, 1998, St. Paul, Minnesota.  Koua Her was born in the mountains of Laos in 1973. When she was 9 months old, her parents separated. Under traditional Hmong customs, her father received custody.

He remarried. His new wife despised the child. A community member later recalled, “She would hit her and call her names. Even though she had a father, she was like an orphan. >> [clears throat] >> No one loved  her.” At age 4, the family fled to a Thai refugee camp where entire families lived in 10 by 12-ft partitions with no plumbing and no privacy.

At age 8, Koua was raped. At age 12, she was placed in an arranged marriage to a man named Tou Hang. >> [clears throat] >> By the time she was 21, Koua had given birth to six children in nearly six consecutive years.  She lived in a public housing unit in St. Paul’s McDonough Homes. Her marriage collapsed after police responded to the home more than 15 times in under 2 years for domestic violence.

 She obtained a restraining order. Tou Hang left. Koua was alone,  unemployed, facing eviction, and responsible for six children she could not feed. On September  3rd, 1998, Koua Her dressed herself in a vivid red ceremonial gown. Her four oldest children watched her from an upstairs window as she walked outside.

She walked back in. Then she called each child to her side one by one, oldest to youngest, and strangled them with a piece of black cloth. Kwai, 11.  Samson, 9. Nali, 8. Tang Long, 7. A, [clears throat] 6. Tang Kay, 5. She tied an electrical cord to a light fixture and jumped from the second floor to hang herself.

  The fixture broke. She fell. Injured and unable to try again, she called 911. “Well, I killed the kids. I don’t know why I killed the kids.” Her attorney explained, “She believed nobody would care for her children after she was gone. She thought this was an altruistic act.”  Koua, her pleaded guilty to six counts of second-degree murder.

She was sentenced to 50  years. She will not be eligible for parole until 2031, when she will be 57  years old. As of 2026, Kouaher remains incarcerated at the Minnesota  Correctional Facility in Shakopee. She dressed for a funeral before she created one. The next case takes  us across the Pacific to a Japanese village where a mother pushed her own daughter off a bridge, then launched a public investigation to find the killer.

  Case 10. Suzuka Hatakeyama,  April 9th, 2006. Fujisato, Akita Prefecture, Japan. Suzuka Hatakeyama was a 33-year-old single mother living in a rural village where everyone knew everyone. She was also a woman her neighbors privately described as a social outcast, deeply estranged from the community around her.

On April 9th, her 9-year-old daughter Ayaka asked  to see some fish while they were out walking near a bridge. The request irritated Hatakeyama. Viewing her daughter as a nuisance, she pushed Ayaka off the bridge  and into the river below. The water was cold.  There was still snow on the banks.

Ayaka drowned. The next day, her body was discovered 2 km downstream. Police concluded the girl had  accidentally fallen in. Case closed. But Hatakeyama was not done. She launched a public campaign to prove her daughter’s death was no accident. She marched through the neighborhood questioning everyone.

 She publicly called the police incompetent. She demanded answers. The performance was so aggressive that it made investigators deeply uneasy. 5 weeks later, 7-year-old Goken Yoniyama vanished on his walk home from school. He was a first grader who lived two doors down from Hatakeyama. She had invited him inside her home under the pretense of playing.

Watching him laugh and enjoy himself, she was suddenly consumed with jealousy. She strangled him with a cord, loaded his body into the trunk of her car, and dumped him on the banks of the Yonshiro River. His body was found the next day. Hair found on his clothing matched samples from Hatakeyama’s home. Fibers from  his clothes matched the carpet in her trunk.

Blood and urine traces were detected at her entrance and inside her dead daughter’s room. Five days after her arrest, she confessed. She told police she strangled Gokun so he could play with Ayaka in the afterlife.  3,000 people lined up outside the courthouse for 26 public seats. Hatakeyama was sentenced to life in prison after the court rejected her diminished capacity defense.

As of May 2026, she is believed to still be serving her life sentence in a Japanese prison. She killed her daughter, then demanded justice for  the death she caused. Next, a woman in Colorado spent years silently  planning the annihilation of her entire family for $700,000 in insurance money. Case 11.

Susan Hendricks. October 14th, 2011. Liberty, South Carolina. At 2:00 in the morning, Susan Hendricks later told police, her 23-year-old son, Matthew, spent their final conversation telling her what a wonderful mother she was. 4 hours later, he was dead.  So were three other members of her family. And the gun that killed them all had been sitting in her nightstand.

Susan, 48, lived in a tidy mobile home on Pinedale Road near a sawmill, 5 miles outside of Liberty. Her son, Matthew, had moved in 2 months earlier to help the household. Her ex-husband, Mark, had rented the mobile home next door to be close to his boys. Her youngest son, Marshall, had arrived just a day or two before.

Between 2:00 a.m. and [clears throat] 6:00 a.m., Susan Hendricks used a .380 caliber handgun to execute all four.  She shot her stepmother Linda Burns and her son Matthew at 236 Pinedale. Then she walked next door and shot her ex-husband Mark and her son Marshall at 304 Pinedale. She placed the gun beside  Matthew’s body and left a fake suicide note on the kitchen counter.

At 6:30 a.m., she called her sister. Matthew had shot himself. Investigators found shell casings hidden inside a closet. A trail of blood stretched across  the living room floor. A blue blanket covered Marshall’s body on the front porch with a single foot protruding. And forensic tests revealed the truth Susan could not explain.

Her clothing was saturated with gunshot residue. Matthew’s hands and body had none. The motive was money. Nine separate life insurance policies totaling $700,000.  Susan Hendricks was the sole beneficiary on every  single one. Solicitor Walt Wilkins told the press, “Greed can be a powerful motive.

 However, I don’t think we’ve seen greed rise to the level of a quadruple homicide  in quite some time.” On a front porch sign at 236 Pinedale Road,  the home where Susan had now killed a total of five people across two separate incidents, hung a wooden plaque that read, “God bless this  home and all who enter.

” In April 2013, Susan Hendricks pleaded guilty  but mentally ill to four counts of murder. She was sentenced to four life sentences without parole. As of 2026,  she remains incarcerated in South Carolina. She will die  in prison. A sign on the porch blessed everyone who entered. None of them left alive.

The next case takes us to a small town in Louisiana where a Sunday school teacher heard a voice that told her to do something unspeakable. Case 12, Amy Hebert, August 20th, 2007. Matthews, Louisiana. The day before it happened, Amy Hebert attended church. She was a Sunday school teacher at the Victory Life Church in Lockport.

She stopped a fellow member and said only four words. “I couldn’t do it.” The woman assumed she was talking about a hymn and moved on.  Amy, 40, was a school teacher’s aide, a devoted Christian, an exemplary mother, according to everyone who knew her. Her friend Mary Morris said she was wonderful and well-versed in the Bible.

 But after her divorce from Chad Hebert in 2006, something shifted. She became sadder, more withdrawn.  She resented her former mother-in-law for encouraging the children to bond with their  new stepmother. On Monday morning, Amy woke in her one-story brick home and later told psychiatrist she heard an imagined voice  commanding her to kill her children and herself.

She retrieved kitchen knives  and attacked her 9-year-old daughter Camille first. Camille ran.  She made it to the master bathroom before her mother caught her. As Amy stabbed her repeatedly, Camille begged, “Mommy, I love you. I don’t want to die.” Amy  replied, “I love you, too, but Chad is coming to get you, and we have to be together.

” 7-year-old Braxton was next. Both children fought desperately. They sustained defensive wounds across their hands and arms. Camille was stabbed over 60 times. Braxton  over 80. Four wounds to each child’s heart. The knife blades passed entirely through their small bodies. Amy then killed the family dog.

She turned the knives on herself more  than 30 times, cutting [clears throat] her wrists, neck, chest, abdomen, and eyelids.  She came within 2 hours of dying. Her former father-in-law broke into the locked house and followed a blood trail to the master bedroom. He found Amy in bed, covered  in blood, clutching both dead children.

Deputies used a Taser to pry her away. The jury voted 9 to 3 for the death penalty. Louisiana requires a unanimous  12 to 0 vote. It failed. Amy Hebert was sentenced to two consecutive life sentences  without parole. As of 2026, she remains at the Louisiana Correctional Institute for women in St.

 Gabriel. She will die in prison. “Mommy, I love you. I don’t want to die.” Those were the last words of a 9-year-old girl. The next woman’s victim never got to speak at all. He was asleep when the knife came. Case 13, Galleracka Harrison, >> [clears throat] >> September 5th, 2007, Tucson, Arizona. Mia Henderson and Galleracka Harrison were supposed to be success stories.

Both were freshmen at the University of Arizona. Both had earned scholarships through a specialized Native American student program. Both had left the Navajo reservation carrying the pride of their entire communities. They were assigned as roommates in the Graham  Greenlee Residence Hall. Within the first week Harrison stole Henderson’s university ID card, her social security card,  and $500 from her bank account.

When Henderson reported the theft to campus police and the Dean’s office, they laughed. An officer chuckled and told her, “This happens every day.” A resident instructed the two girls to shake hands and let bygones be bygones. Henderson refused. She told Harrison directly, “I’m pressing charges and I don’t want to live with you anymore.

” Over Labor Day weekend,  Harrison went home to the reservation. Prosecutors argued she spent the entire trip planning. On the drive back to campus, her friend Yolanda Nez stopped at a Target store  so Harrison could buy school supplies. Instead, Harrison selected a large kitchen knife.

Nez asked, “What class is that for?” Harrison would not answer. Back in the dorm room, Harrison wrote a fake suicide note designed to mimic Henderson’s handwriting. Then, before 5:45 a.m. on September 5th, she attacked Henderson while she slept. Henderson woke up fighting.  Neighbors heard bumping sounds like someone moving furniture, Then blood-curdling screams.

Resident assistant Diane Povatat found Henderson kneeling on the floor, bleeding from her back, her face pressed to the ground. The autopsy revealed 23 stab wounds. Seven were independently fatal. The deepest reached 7 and 1/4 inches, piercing her kidney and liver. She had defensive wounds on both hands. During interrogation, Harrison giggled through small talk with detectives before inventing a phantom attacker.

 40 minutes in, she asked softly, “Can I ask you a question? Is Mia  dead?” She confessed on tape. Gallareta Harrison was found guilty  of first-degree murder. She was sentenced to life without parole. As of 2026, she remains in the Arizona Department of Corrections. She will die in prison.

A campus officer told the victim to shake hands with the woman who would kill her. The system failed Mia Henderson. >> [clears throat] >> The next system failure happened in San Francisco at the most beautiful pier in the city. Case 14, Lashawn Harris. October 19th, 2005. San Francisco, California. Lashawn Harris had been hospitalized for mental illness six times in 18 months.

She was diagnosed with schizophrenia and prescribed Haldol, a powerful antipsychotic.  Over the summer of 2005, she stopped taking it.  She believed she was better. The voices came back on a Tuesday night. On Wednesday morning, Harris’s mother recognized the decline and warned a social worker that her daughter might hurt her three boys.

According to the defense, the social worker did not  act. That afternoon, 23-year-old Harris loaded 6-year-old Trayvon, 2-year-old Taronta, and 16-month-old Joshua into a stroller and traveled from Oakland to San Francisco. She arrived at Pier 7, a pedestrian dock near Fisherman’s Wharf, where tourists strolled in the late afternoon sun.

 At 5:27 p.m., Harris began stripping her three children completely  naked on the pier. Despite a physical struggle with the older two boys, she lifted each one over the 5-ft railing and dropped them into the freezing water of San Francisco Bay. The drop was 10 ft. Her youngest  child, Joshua, laughed during the process.

He thought his mother was playing a game.  An eyewitness called 911 immediately. Within minutes, the Coast Guard, the Police  Department, and the Fire Department converged on the waterfront. Harris stood passively at the railing waiting. Late that night, rescue crews, using flashlights from an inflatable  boat, recovered Taronta’s body more than 3 mi from the pier near the Golden Gate Bridge.

Trayvon and Joshua were never found. Mayor Gavin Newsom arrived at the scene and told reporters, “I’m sick to my stomach.” Harris confessed on videotape,  stating that voices told her to throw her children into the water to send them to heaven.  The jury convicted her of second-degree murder, but the judge ruled her legally insane.

Rather than prison, Harris was committed indefinitely to a secure state psychiatric hospital.  She can only be released if doctors and a court declare her sane. As of 2026, Lashuan Harris remains confined in a California  state psychiatric facility. A 16-month-old laughed as his mother dropped him into the bay.

 He thought it was a game. But the next woman’s victim knew exactly what was happening. And she spent 20 minutes fighting for air. Case 15, Lindsey Haugen, September 15th, 2015, Billings, Montana. Lindsey Haugen was a decorated military veteran. She served 10 years in the National Guard,  earned the rank of sergeant, flew as a gunner on a Black Hawk helicopter in Kuwait, and received  an honorable discharge.

Her unit said they couldn’t function without her.  But behind the uniform was a woman shaped by relentless violence. Her first husband was connected to a skinhead group that kidnapped and beat her for 4 days. Her second husband held her at gunpoint. A subsequent boyfriend forced her to crawl through the front door on her knees and forbade her from speaking to him while standing.

He strangled her unconscious,  raped her, broke her hand, and broke her nose. In August 2015, Haugen met 25-year-old Robert Robbie Mast. They had known each other exactly 28 days when they pulled  their Chevrolet Tahoe into the parking lot of a Billings Walmart to eat pizza and drink wine.  Inside the parked SUV, Mast told Haugen he wanted to die.

 She told him if he was serious, she could make it happen. He said he was serious. Then Lindsey Haugen admitted something to investigators that  made this case unlike any other. She said she had always wanted to know what it felt like to kill a human being with her bare hands. She saw Mast’s request as the perfect opportunity.

She climbed  into the backseat, wrapped her arm around his neck from behind, and pinched his nose and mouth shut. For 20 minutes, she held on while he struggled and foamed at the mouth. She later described feeling like she was floating above the roof of the car, watching the killing happen from outside her own body.

She drove eight blocks  to a Domino’s parking lot. She attempted CPR for 30 minutes before police found her. Lindsey Haugen pleaded guilty to deliberate homicide. The judge rejected any connection between her traumatic past and her violence against an innocent man. She was sentenced to 60 years. As of 2026, she remains at the Montana State Women’s Prison.

She spent 20 minutes watching from above  while her hands did the work below. The next case took even longer. A marriage, a divorce, a custody war,  and a 70-year-old grandmother with a concealed carry permit and a plan. Case 16, Mary Nance Hanson, January 29th, 2010, Salt Lake City, Utah. Tetyana Nikitina was 34 years old, a Head Start school teacher, a single mother of two children aged seven and nine, and a woman who was engaged to be married.

She had divorced Mary Nance Hansen’s son in 2005. The custody battle that followed consumed the next five years. On a Friday afternoon, Tatiana finished work and walked to her Dodge Magnum in the school parking lot. She slid behind the wheel and called her fiance, Rod Hernandez. They were mid-conversation when the first shots came.

Mary Nance Hansen, 70 years old, and carrying a  legally permitted .38 caliber revolver, approached the vehicle and fired multiple rounds through the glass. An eyewitness watched what happened next. Hansen paused. She deliberately reloaded the cylinder. Then she resumed firing. Four bullets struck Tatiana in the head.

Her vehicle rolled forward across the parking lot and collided with a parked minivan. Rod Hernandez heard the entire sequence through the phone. Hansen did not run. She stood in the parking lot, dialed 911, identified herself by full name,  and told the dispatcher she had just shot her former daughter-in-law.

In August 2010, Hansen appeared before Judge William Barrett in Utah’s Third District Court.  She bypassed all plea negotiations and entered a straight guilty plea. But before sentencing, she made an unusual request. “I would like to be sent forthwith  to the prison, and I would like to request death by lethal injection.

” The judge informed her that her charge did not qualify  for the death penalty. Hansen replied dryly, “Well then, I guess I didn’t do a good enough job.”  She submitted a note to the court explaining her reasoning. “My physical health is deteriorating rapidly, and I do not believe it would be in the best interest of taxpayers or of myself to pursue a trial.

” Mary Nance Hansen was sentenced to 15 years to life. She was 71 at sentencing and would now be approximately 86. No confirmed release or death has been reported. She reloaded in the middle of a school parking lot,  then asked for lethal injection as a courtesy to taxpayers.  The next case takes place at the same intersection of motherhood and murder, but the weapon  was not a gun.

It was a bathtub, a pair of scissors, and a lie. Case 17, Tracy Grissom, May 15th, 2012,  Northport, Alabama. Tracy Grissom was driving to a nursing job interview when she spotted her ex-husband working at an open-air job site near the Binion Creek boat landing. Hunter Grissom, 27, was supervising a crew.

He saw her pull up and made a hand gesture. Tracy later described it plainly, “He flipped me the bird, which to me was kind of like, ‘Oh yeah, I’m working. Screw you.'” Their history was a minefield. Five miscarriages before their daughter, Anna Grace, a bitter divorce, unpaid  child support, and an unresolved case from November 2010 in which Tracy claimed Hunter had bound her, raped her, and thrown her against a bathtub so hard she lost consciousness.

He was arrested, charged with rape,  sodomy, kidnapping, and domestic violence. The charges never went to trial. In the 18 months since, Tracy had purchased a revolver. When Hunter gestured at her from the job site, Tracy pulled into the parking lot. She claimed he walked toward her vehicle aggressively.

“He’s now within  5 ft of coming at my car like he was going to bust my window out.” She opened her car door, stepped  out, and fired all six rounds. She kept pulling the trigger until she heard the click of an empty chamber. Four bullets hit Hunter, one in the shoulder,  one in the forearm, two in his back.

He was entirely unarmed. Witness William Dockery called 911 mid-shooting. “My boss just got shot. Somebody just pulled up and shot my boss.” Another witness, Dale, fled to a nearby boat to escape the gunfire.  He looked back and saw Hunter collapse face down on the pavement. Tracy called 911 herself. “I just pulled up.

 I saw him and I pulled up and I shot him.” The operator asked if she had killed her husband.  “Ex-husband, yes.” The jury rejected her self-defense claim. On August 7th, 2014, Tracy Grissom was found guilty of murder and sentenced to 25 years. As of 2026, she remains incarcerated in a private  prison in Columbiana, Alabama.

Her appeal was denied. She will not be eligible for parole until 2029. Two bullets in  the back, six rounds until the click. And a 911 confession so calm, it sounded rehearsed. But the next woman’s voice on the emergency line was anything but calm. She was trapped  inside a house with a man who was begging her to stop.

Case 18, Michelle Garner Hall. July 30th, 2008,  Sharpsburg, Georgia. The 8-year-old heard the vacuum cleaner crash to the floor first. Then her mother’s voice telling her to go upstairs and take the dog. From her bedroom on the second floor, the child listened as her stepfather’s voice rose from below.

Put the gun down. Michelle, don’t do this. Then the shots began. The little girl counted approximately six.  She described the sound as army gun pops, rhythmic and mechanical cutting through the house. Between shots, she could still hear Britt Hall pleading for his life. Britt, 37,  had been laid off from Delta Airlines.

The financial stress fractured the marriage. Coweta County Sheriff Mike Yeager noted it was the fourth homicide in the county in two months,  all driven by the collapsing economy. The first bullet hit Britt in the upper thigh. He fell. The second struck his chest from 18 to 24 inches away.

 Wounded, but alive, Britt dragged himself across the floor  and into a small half bathroom. He knew it had a locking door. Michelle followed him inside. She fired a third shot through his left elbow. The bullet traveled the length of his arm and lodged in his shoulder.  He collapsed against the fixtures and died.

At 8:02 p.m. Michelle called 911 and told the operator her husband had shot at her and then killed himself.  Investigators arrived and immediately saw through the story. Under questioning, Michelle shifted her account. First, suicide. Then an accidental discharge. Then she admitted she shot him, but  didn’t mean to do it.

Eight spent cartridge casings were recovered. Six inside the revolver. Two on the bathroom floor next to the body.  The jury deliberated for less than 3 hours. Guilty on all counts. Michelle Garner Hall was sentenced to life in prison plus 20 consecutive years. She must serve a mandatory 30 years  before parole eligibility.

As of 2026, she remains incarcerated in the Georgia Department of Corrections. She will not be eligible for parole  until 2039. An 8-year-old counted the gunshots from her bedroom. Her testimony put her own mother away. The next woman’s victim was even younger than that child. And the evidence was not a testimony.

It was a trail of blood and nine insurance policies. Case 19, Linda Henning. September 9th, 1999. Albuquerque, New Mexico. Girly Chew Hossenkofft stood 5 ft 1 in tall and weighed 95 lb. She worked as a bank teller. She had married a man she met at SeaWorld during a vacation from Malaysia, not knowing he was a con artist named Armin Chavez, who called himself Diazi and Hossenkofft, and told people he was 2,000 years old.

He claimed to be a surgeon, a geneticist, and a former CIA operative. He sold fake cancer treatments that were actually vitamin B6. He was simultaneously engaged to three women. And by the summer of 1999, he had convinced a fashion designer named Linda Henning that the world’s governments were controlled by reptilian aliens wearing human skin.

On September 9th, Girly Chew vanished from her apartment.  The next morning, when she failed to show up for work, co-workers called police. They found her apartment soaked in blood.  Days later, along a remote highway near Magdalena, New Mexico, searchers discovered Girly’s blood-soaked clothing and a gray tarp 100 miles from the city.

Her body was never found. Forensic analysis placed Linda Henning at the scene.  Her blood was found interspersed with Girly’s on the carpet and the couch, evidence prosecutors called proof of a pitched battle. Diazien claimed on the stand that he had sprinkled  Henning’s blood from a vial he kept in his refrigerator, and that the vial had originally contained  another woman’s blood, but shattered in his pocket when he sat down too hard.

 No one believed him. Henning was found guilty of felony murder, kidnapping, conspiracy, and tampering with evidence. She was sentenced to 73 and a half years in prison. The case became the first murder conviction in New Mexico history obtained without a body. As of 2026, Linda Henning remains incarcerated in the New Mexico prison system.

 She will be eligible for parole around 2032. No body, no weapon, just blood on a couch and a man who claimed to be 2,000 years old.  But the next case needs no forensic wizardry. The woman herself told investigators everything. >> [clears throat] >> Including the one detail that made it impossible to call what she did an act of mercy.  Case 20.

Carol Ann Hatley. July 29th, 2012. Phoenix, Arizona. At 7:00 p.m. on a Sunday evening, Carol Hatley claimed she found her 73-year-old mother, Deborah, dead inside their home >> [clears throat] >> on the west side of Phoenix. For the next 7 and 1/2 hours, she did not call anyone. She stayed in the house with the body drinking and by her own admission, tampering with  evidence.

At 3:30 a.m., Carol walked to her neighbor, Regina Martinez’s home. She was profoundly drunk and needed physical help to walk.  She told Martinez her mother had passed and she needed help. Martinez later recalled, “She was not all bloody. She was drunk.” As they walked back to the house, Carol added one detail.

“Oh, it was so bloody.”  When officers arrived at 4:00 a.m., they found Deborah Ann Hatley in the process of being dismembered.  Large plastic garbage bags were spread around the body. Carol had already begun wrapping her mother in plastic. Her explanation to detectives was astonishing.  She said she was wrapping her mother in bags to take her to a hospital.

Deborah had lived that house since 1972. Her former daughter-in-law described her as a wonderful lady with southern charm, a great sense of humor, and a heart full of love for her children. Carol had moved in 10 months earlier. Their relationship was described as strained and tumultuous, fueled by Carol’s alcoholism and history of prescription drug abuse.

The detective’s probable cause statement noted that Carol  was extremely passive and did not express concern, showing  no remorse or emotions related to the loss of her mother. She gave wildly inconsistent stories. Investigators described her as clearly deceptive.

 Carol Hatley pleaded guilty to second-degree murder and was sentenced to 22 years in prison. As of 2026,  she remains incarcerated in an Arizona state prison. She will not be released until approximately 2035. She wrapped her dead mother in garbage bags and told detectives it was for a hospital visit. The next case happened in  a country where a jury of thousands waited outside the courthouse and a mother bowed so deeply to the floor that her forehead touched the ground.

Case 21, Emma Hall, May 27th, 2012. Romford, England. Luke Harwood was 18 years old, weighed 98 lb, and wore pajamas underneath jogging bottoms underneath jeans because he was embarrassed by how thin he was. He had an 8-month-old son and a pregnant girlfriend. On the day he died, he had just collected the keys to his new room in a shared council bungalow on Crow Lane.

That evening, an 18-year-old girl visiting the house pointed at Luke and told the other residents he had raped her 2 years earlier. A prior police investigation had already concluded that no rape occurred. But 21-year-old Emma Hall heard the accusation and made a vow. “I’m going to kill him.” What followed  lasted 2 hours.

James Danby, Tony O’Toole, and others launched a sustained beating. Luke was punched and kicked until blood sprayed the walls. At one point, Danby dragged Luke into Hall’s room to display what they had done. Hall observed his face was a mess and said he looked like the elephant man. Hall drove the group to Woodford Green, East London.

She parked  near playing fields. Danby and O’Toole led Luke down a path to a stream bank. Danby put him in a choke hold, then stomped on his head repeatedly.  He returned to the car with blood on his jeans and hands. “I killed him, Treacle. I stamped on his head 20 times until it popped.”  They burned Luke’s belongings and Danby’s clothes.

They scrubbed the bungalow walls. They returned to the body, rolled it into the stream, and hid it under a mattress. The next day, Danby announced plans to decapitate the body and remove the teeth and fingers. That was the line. Hall called police from a phone box and provided the location. When officers set up an ambush, the group arrived carrying three kitchen knives, pliers, and bolt cutters.

Emma Hall was convicted of murder and sentenced to life with a minimum of 15 years. As of 2026, she is not yet eligible for parole.  She remains in a UK prison. She tipped off the police, but the jury decided it did not erase what she had started.  The final case of this documentary proves that the most dangerous lies are the ones we tell about the people standing right next to us.

Case 22, Nicole Guillette. June 27th, 2008. Newark, New Jersey. Sujetty Ocasio had just graduated from Barringer High School. She was 18 years old, headed to Essex County College, and celebrating with friends at a party outside her home on Lincoln Avenue.  The party spilled onto the sidewalk. The music played.

 The night was warm. Around midnight, 18-year-old Nicole Guillette walked  past the house. She was not invited. One of the girls in the group called out a single word, “Trick.”  It was slang, an insult implying promiscuity. Guillette demanded to know who said it. No one admitted it.

 An argument erupted between Guillette and Ocasio. Guillette issued a warning,  “I’ll be back.” She crossed the street to her own house. The night before, her boyfriend had given her a loaded handgun inside a black bag. She never asked him why. Now, she picked  it up. On her front porch, she noticed the gun was cocked.

She walked back outside,  aimed it at the group, and shouted, “Who’s going to call me a trick now?” Ocasio stepped forward.  “Let’s shoot the fair.” She said a phrase meaning let’s fight one-on-one. Guevara  swung the gun at Ocasio. She claimed in court she intended to hit her with the weapon, not fire it.

But the gun discharged. A single bullet struck Sujeydi Ocasio in the neck, passed entirely through, and continued  into the collarbone of 15-year-old Jasmine Perez, who was standing nearby.  Ocasio collapsed. Guevara ran. She hid the weapon under a garbage can. The next evening, she surrendered through a clergyman in Irvington.

At every court appearance, Ocasio’s mother, Maritza Velazquez, sat holding a necklace locket containing a photo of her daughter.  The victim’s family filled two rows wearing matching T-shirts with Sujeydi’s  face. The jury found Guevara guilty of aggravated manslaughter and sentenced her to 20 years.

 Under New Jersey law, she must serve 85% before parole eligibility.  Based on her 2010 sentencing, she would have become parole eligible around 2027.  22 women, choices nothing can undo. Whether the world listened is up to you. This has  been Crime Lens. We’ll see you in the next one.