Dark Downeast - The Murders of Audrey Lynn Harris, Christine Dumont, & Stacie Goulet (Rhode Island)

Episode Date: June 13, 2024

During a nearly 18-month span beginning the winter of 2003, Audrey Lynn Harris, Christine Dumont, and Stacie Goulet disappeared without a trace from Woonsocket, Rhode Island, leaving their families and investigators searching for answers. It wasn’t until detectives received an anonymous voicemail that the pieces finally came together in what would later be referred to as one of the most horrific homicide cases in the city’s history.View source material and photos for this episode at: darkdowneast.com/audreylynnharrischristinedumontandstaciegoulet Dark Downeast is an audiochuck and Kylie Media production hosted by Kylie Low.Follow @darkdowneast on Instagram, Facebook, and TikTokTo suggest a case visit darkdowneast.com/submit-case

During a nearly 18-month span beginning the winter of 2003, three women in Woonsocket, Rhode Island, disappeared without a trace, leaving their families and investigators searching for answers. It wasn't until detectives received an anonymous voicemail that the pieces finally came together in what would later be referred to as one of the most horrific homicide cases in the city's history. I'm Kylie Lowe, and this is the case of Audrey Lynn Harris, Christine Dumont, and Stacey Harris had just gotten off the phone with her 33-year-old daughter, Audrey Lynn Harris.

During that call, Audrey told her mother that she wanted to enter a rehabilitation program, and she was on her way over to her mom's house to talk more about it. She told Claudette, quote, Ma, I'm going to come over and see you. I'm done with these drugs, end quote. Then she hung up. Claudette waited for Audrey to arrive that Sunday night, but she never walked through the door. One of the original investigators on this case, Edward Lee Jr. of the Woonsocket Police Department, co-authored a book about the case with Linda Rosenkrantz called Ripper. In the book, the authors lay out the first efforts by both Claudette and law enforcement to track Audrey down those first few days. Although it was concerning that Audrey never arrived that night when she said she was on her

way over, Claudette did not immediately report Audrey missing. Audrey was a mother to three children, though she did not have custody of her kids at the time. She did not have a permanent address and stayed between friends' houses. She was known to use drugs and engage in sex work, and at the time, she was on probation following her release from prison in January of that year for simple assault and battery and resisting arrest charges. The circumstances of Audrey's life didn't make it all that unusual for her to go MIA, but she always turned up, and she always checked in with her family every few days. So Claudette decided to check in at the local bars where Audrey hung out,

but no one had seen Audrey in a while, and they didn't know where she might be. Claudette hung up photos of Audrey in the area where she was most likely to be seen, along Arnold Street and Blackstone Street and Railroad Street in Woonsocket, but she didn't get any calls. Eventually, Claudette went to the police to file a missing persons report. The detective assigned to the case did some immediate footwork following a similar path as Claudette, checking local bars, asking around the streets

where Audrey was a recognizable face to many people. One woman said that she hadn't seen Audrey since the end of January, but she knew that Audrey was hanging out with someone who possibly worked at the Adult Correctional Institutions, ACI. Rosencrantz and Lee write that when police located the guy in question, he turned out to be the chief of treatment services for the substance abuse division of the Rhode Island Department of Mental Health. I'll call him by his first name, Cary. Cary had known Audrey for at least a decade at that point, and he admitted that Audrey had called him on a few occasions since her release from prison in January for rides or help with one thing or another.

He also admitted to letting Audrey stay the night at his place when she had nowhere else to go. He said he also had sex with her. Police asked Carrie if they could take a look through his house for any of Audrey's belongings, but he refused. It was suspicious. Carrie was Audrey's counselor, and he definitely crossed some ethical boundaries.

Yes, he openly admitted to his inappropriate relationship with Audrey, but maybe there was something else he wasn't disclosing to police. Maybe he had something to do with her disappearance. At the same time, another viable lead in Audrey's disappearance developed from a story that Audrey's brother told police. Tim Harris said that he and his sister Audrey went to a party together one night, and they used crack and talked. Sometime that night, he said Audrey called their mom and told her she was going to enter a treatment program.

Later on, Tim said he decided to leave the party to grab some food, but Audrey declined to join him. When he returned to the party, he found his sister slumped over asleep in the kitchen. Tim helped Audrey move from the kitchen chair to the couch and helped her get comfortable before leaving the party again. When Tim got back to the house once again a few hours later, Audrey was gone. No one would tell him where she went, either. According to Lee and Rosencrantz's book, the other partygoers just got quiet when he asked what happened to his sister. That night was the last time he saw her. The Woundsocket detective thought, based on Audrey's substance use that night and the condition she was in when Tim laid her down

on the couch, it was possible she died on the couch and the other people at the party did something with her body. The detective tracked the party guests down and interviewed several of them, urging them to tell the truth and give Audrey's family some answers. But the guests insisted they didn't know what happened to Audrey that night. And it turned out that the party happened in late January. Claudette talked to Audrey on the phone on February 9th, so the timeline was off. The party lead was an obvious dead end, and it seems nothing further developed with the Kerry angle either. David McFadden reports for the Providence Journal that Claudette hoped

to hear updates about Audrey's case from Woonsocket Police for over 10 months. Even though Claudette was reportedly satisfied with the investigation and how police had handled

the search for her missing daughter so far, she wasn't a mother who could just sit and wait for something to happen. Claudette did whatever she could to find Audrey on her own, too. She and her friends printed missing persons posters and plastered them around the city.

A local women's group hosted a fundraising event so that Claudette could offer a reward for information in Audrey's disappearance. Thanks to that effort, Claudette announced a $1,000 reward for reliable information leading to the return or location of Audrey Lynn Harris. But the promise of a payday didn't shake out any leads. By November of 2003, neither police nor Claudette knew where to find Audrey. Investigators had exhausted all avenues, interviewed boyfriends and friends and acquaintances around town, and made sure her name, photo, and description were listed in an online database for missing persons. And yet, no clues as to Audrey's whereabouts had surfaced in nearly a year since that final phone call to her mother. Meanwhile, within a few days of Audrey's disappearance, a woman walked into the Woundsocket Police Department

to report an assault she survived just minutes before. Investigators didn't have any idea at the time that this report would be key to solving Audrey's case and the cases of two other missing women almost a year later. It was February 15th, 2003, and a woman named Tease was hanging out on Arnold Street in Woonsocket when a man drove up beside her in his truck and asked her if she wanted to have a drink with him. Tease later told police that it was her birthday, and she'd had a few drinks already. The guy looked clean-cut, attractive, and unthreatening,

so she said yes. He drove her down Arnold Street and turned onto Cato Street, and then parked outside a big green house. He let her inside and insisted that she make herself at home and have something to eat if she wanted. Tice took him up on the offer and started to make herself some food from the fridge. That's when the man started acting strange, she said. He introduced himself as Mark and then started asking her a bunch of questions, like if she, quote, had a pimp waiting for her, end quote. He asked several different ways if she had someone expecting her back at some point. Tice told him no. She was a little thrown off by this line of questioning and wondered about the motivation behind it,

but she wasn't concerned. Again, the guy seemed normal. The guy's tone changed to what Tease described as flirtatious, and she mirrored that tone back to him. He told Tease he wanted to show her something in his bedroom, so she followed him. Before she even registered what was happening, the man had Tease in a chokehold. She struggled with him and broke free before he caught her again. She tried calling for help, tried breaking his window, but then the man just stopped. He let Tease go and told her to leave. She ran out of the apartment without her shoes and purse. Tease waved down a passing driver and asked to be taken to the police station where she filed a report. She told them all her stuff was still at the guy's apartment, so an officer said they'd drive her back over to get it. Tease didn't have the address, but she remembered

the big greenhouse on Cato Street. When she and the officer pulled up out front of 221 Cato Street, Tease could see the guy's truck in the driveway. She said she didn't want to go inside, but according to her account of the night, the officer said they couldn't go in there for her, and there was nothing they could do. She didn't get her stuff back. Reporting by Cynthia Needham for the Providence Journal indicates that police followed up on Tease's report and tried knocking on the apartment door, but nobody answered. About 10 days later, on February 25th, police tried getting back in touch with Tease and left her messages, but she didn't respond. The case didn't go anywhere, and Tease's accused attacker, the guy who called himself Mark, wasn't charged. Not yet, anyway. Which left the man who lived at 221 Cato Street

free to attack other unsuspecting victims for more than a year. The last time anyone saw 42-year-old Christine Dumont was April 23rd, 2004. Reports of that last sighting are pretty simple. She was walking down Arnold Street in Woonsocket, and then she was never seen again. Christine's life was filled with turmoil. She struggled with drug use and occasionally engaged in sex work. She had two children who she absolutely adored, but the circumstances of her life caused her to lose custody of them. Still, she called them every night to check in. The first person to call attention to Christine's disappearance was Christine's teenage son. He told reporters for the Providence Journal that his mother would call him at work every day to say hello

and I love you and often I'm sorry for the life she lived that kept them apart. When his mother didn't call several days in a row, he knew something was wrong. Christine's sister Madeline also sensed that something was off. According to the book Ripper, which includes interviews with Madeline, she called a relative who was taking care of Christine's other child and asked if they'd heard from Christine, but she hadn't called them in at least two days either. About a week later, on April 30th,

Madeline walked into the Woonsocket Police Department to file a missing persons report for Christine, but the officer refused to take one. The department was familiar with Christine, and according to Madeline, the officer claimed to have seen her the night before, and so she needed to wait until the next week before she could report her missing. So, Madeline waited out the weekend and went back on Monday to officially file the report. Madeline knew that Audrey Lynn Harris was still missing at the time her sister disappeared, and she knew that her sister ran in the same circles as Audrey.

She tried to get media coverage for Christine's disappearance, pointing to the similarities between Christine and Audrey, but she said no one wanted to talk to her. Woonsocket police had at least one lead they checked out in Christine's disappearance. About a year earlier, Christine had survived an attempted abduction and assault by a man named Timothy Scanlon. Timothy was arrested and later convicted of three counts of first-degree sexual assault and one count of assault with a dangerous weapon, among other charges. But even though Timothy seemed like someone who might do something to cause Christine to disappear, he was held without bail from the time of his arrest on April 15, 2003, and his trial in 2005. So he was in custody when Christine disappeared.

According to Tom Moody and Cynthia Needham's reporting in the Providence Journal, in the weeks after her sister disappeared, Madeline would sit on her front porch watching people go by. She wondered if some unknown driver or passenger or pedestrian knew what happened to Christine. More than once, Madeline saw a familiar face. Her name was Stacey Goulet, and she too hung around the same people and places that her sister and Audrey were known to frequent. Madeline urged Stacey to go home to stay off the streets and insisted that it wasn't safe. Three months later, Stacey disappeared too. It was the 3rd of July, and Woonsocket was holding their Independence Day celebrations one night early. It was one of those unlucky summers where the 4th falls on a Sunday night, so Saturday becomes the unofficial holiday with fireworks and festivities in the local park. 24-year-old Stacey Goulet and her boyfriend James had planned

to attend the event at World War II Memorial State Park, but according to James, they ended up leaving so Stacey could see a client and get some cocaine. In their book, Rosencrantz and Lee detail James' statement to police a few days later. He said that Stacey was a sex worker, and when she saw clients, she usually returned within an hour. James waited in the park for her, but after several hours, she never came back to their typical meeting spot. He thought maybe she got caught and was arrested, so James walked into the police station to see if she needed bailing out.

But Stacey wasn't there. The next day, James and a friend drove around Stacey's usual spots, but couldn't find her anywhere. He called other police departments to see if she'd been arrested in neighboring towns, but she wasn't there either. James finally reported her missing on July 7th, 2004. The early investigation into Stacey's case began with Stacey's longtime partner and the father of her two children. They'd navigated a difficult custody battle and there was lingering animosity between the two, but it seems there was no strong evidence to suggest that he was somehow involved in her disappearance.

In less than a year and a half, three women from the same town, all known to engage in sex work, who hung around Arnold Street and Woonsocket, all disappeared without a trace. By the time Stacey was reported missing, Audrey Lynn Harris hadn't been seen in 16 months and leads in her case dwindled to zero. But soon, there would be a break, not only for Audrey, but for Christine and Stacey too. A week into the search for Stacey, Woonsocket Police received an anonymous voicemail that for the first time connected

all three disappearances to the very same suspect. Sometime around July 12, 2004, a Woonsocket police detective received a voicemail from an unknown person. The caller said that police should talk to a woman named Jocelyn about the cases of three missing women. The same day that detectives listened to the voicemail, they found Jocelyn at adult correctional institutions. When they all sat down to talk, she walked them through the vicious attack she'd survived the previous month.

According to Rosencrantz and Lee's book, Jocelyn was walking down the street near High and Arnold around 1.30 in the morning when a man drove up beside her and solicited her for sex. She described a quote-unquote clean-cut guy in his 30s or 40s, short, with brown hair. Jocelyn agreed and got into the man's truck, and he drove them to his apartment in a lime green house with dark shutters. Once inside, Jocelyn asked if they should go to his bedroom, but the man suggested the living room instead. As they walked in, the man suddenly attacked Jocelyn, trying to choke her with his arms. Jocelyn was able to escape by poking his eyes with her thumbs and then running out of the

house. Jocelyn did not report the attack to police at the time. She had a criminal history and didn't want to land on police radar for sex work. But Jocelyn decided to report her attack after the fact because she heard the same man who lived in the greenhouse off Arnold Street had attacked other women too, and those women were still missing. With the new information from Jocelyn, detectives checked their records for reports of similar assaults. The assault on Teese popped up, although still no charges had been filed in that case. Now, Jocelyn couldn't remember the precise address of the house where the man took her on the night

she was attacked, but the description seemed to line up with the location of the attack on Teese at 221 Cato Street, which was a greenhouse off Arnold Street. The physical description of the assailant matched too. What's more, the attacks on Tease and Jocelyn both occurred within the same few months that Christine Dumont and Stacey Goulet disappeared. So investigators did a little digging into the life and background of the man who lived in a first-floor apartment at the address in question. When detectives asked both Tease and Jocelyn to view a photo lineup, both picked the same guy as their attacker. The resident of 221 Cato Street was a man named Jeffrey Mailhot.

33-year-old Jeffrey Mailhot was a Woonsocket local. He graduated from high school there in 1989 and then went on to work a few jobs at paper manufacturing plants just over the state border in Massachusetts. Both of his parents died young, his mother passed away when Jeffrey was just 17, and his father died about six years later. People who knew Jeffrey as a teenager described him as a loner who didn't mingle with the other kids his age. A friend from junior high said Jeffrey was nerdy, quiet, and small.

As an adult, Jeffrey hung around Buddy's Cafe on Arnold Street and American Legion Post 62 up the street from his apartment. He frequented a local strip club but was reportedly reserved and didn't engage with performers while there. He sometimes played video games with neighborhood kids. Jeffrey was described as mild-mannered and reasonably social at work. His co-workers said that he occasionally brought a woman he was dating to company outings and parties, and he had a few steady girlfriends during the years they worked together. Despite being a local and a familiar face in Woonsocket, no one seemed to know much else about the guy and how he spent his time. He was just

a normal guy. There was nothing remarkable about his personality, and he didn't seem to make much of an impression on people. He also didn't have a criminal history to speak of, not even a parking ticket. But that would soon change. On July 16th, 2004, police arrested Jeffrey Mailhot outside his building on Cato Street and charged him with two counts of felony assault for the attacks on Tease and Jocelyn. Police had a search warrant in hand for his apartment, and no sooner was Jeffrey in custody did they begin tearing it apart at the scenes, looking for evidence not only in the attacks on Jocelyn and Tease, but they were also looking for evidence connected to the disappearances of three women. However, they wouldn't say who the

women were at the time. Jeffrey's apartment at 221 Cato Street was on the first floor of a converted, colonial-style home that sat on a high lot above the street surrounded by a stone retaining wall. A picket fence marked the perimeter of the yard. Today, it's painted a light green with darker forest green trim, possibly the same lime green color that was described by Jocelyn. A report in the Providence Journal by Richard Dujardin notes that Jeffrey was the sole resident in the building at the time he was arrested. Beginning on Friday night the 16th and stretching through that weekend,

221 Cato Street was ripped apart. Investigators rifled through drawers and searched laundry. They collected bedding and inspected surfaces in the bedroom. They ripped the tub out of the bathroom and carted it off for further examination. They even sawed off pipes in the basement and sent those off for testing, too. Cynthia Needham and Elizabeth Goudreas report for the Providence Journal that by July 21st, the search for evidence at the home of Jeffrey Mailhot had gone underground, literally under Cato Street, as they dug up the pavement and dirt beneath to pull up the pipes leading to the house.

The excavation began after investigators using a fiber-optic cable to look inside the sewer pipes hit an obstruction. Police viewed the camera screen and whatever they saw made them start digging. By the end of it, a 20-foot-wide hole laid bare a T-shaped section of the city's public sewer system. That section was cut out and removed from the pit, then wrapped in plastic and transported to the medical examiner's office, along with samples of the dirt surrounding the pipes. Simultaneous to the search at the suspect's home, both Rhode Island State Police and Woonsocket police officials were at Central Landfill in Johnston, about 15 miles south of Woonsocket, though they wouldn't say why or what led them to that location. The Central Landfill, which is proudly self-described as an environmental engineering marvel, is the primary repository for

municipal solid waste generated in the state of Rhode Island. I read a 13-page pamphlet about this landfill and the other assets of Rhode Island's Resource Recovery Corporation, and wow, do I know a lot about waste management in Rhode Island now. But let me summarize my new wealth of knowledge for you. Anything that ends up in this landfill has gone through several stages of collection, sorting, screening, and inspection. Materials that can't be recycled, sold, or transported to other facilities for processing in some way are deposited at the several hundred acre, more than 500 foot tall disposal site in Johnston. The specific area of the growing heap where waste is dumped is actually carefully planned and directed by GPS in order to fit the most amount of trash in the smallest area possible. At the end of each day, the active face of the landfill is covered with a minimum of six inches of soil, gravel, or other approved material to seal in the trash, cut down on odor, deter

animals, and provide a surface for trucks and equipment to access the area in the future. Eventually, an active face fills up to the permitted limit and is then permanently sealed off with soil and grass. So when investigators arrived at Central Landfill to search for undisclosed evidence, they were faced with an actual mountain of a task. Police were still tight-lipped about why their investigation had led them to that location and wouldn't say exactly what they were searching for,

only that it was connected to the search warrant executed at 221 Cato Street. Cynthia Needham reports that, for days, police and cadaver dogs sifted through layers and layers of refuse at Central Landfill. Because of the aforementioned GPS-dictated disposal areas, investigators actually had a fairly specific target area, but it didn't make it any less of a challenge. If ever a search was like finding a needle in a haystack, it was this one. The haystack was the size of seven football fields, each 15 feet deep. It was expected to take up to five months. By the seventh day, they'd made it through only about a tenth of the area they planned to sift.

But that first week of searching led them to a heartbreaking discovery. It was a sealed trash bag, somehow still intact despite the earlier sorting and compacting process it would have endured before ending up there. Inside were human remains. The searching stopped, and the evidence was collected for DNA testing. Even before that DNA testing could confirm it, police believed they knew whose remains they were. The very same day, officers visited the parents of Stacey Goulet at their home to deliver news no parent should ever have to hear. With the discovery of human remains at the landfill as part of the investigation into Jeffrey Mailhot, the charges against him changed. Not only was Jeffrey charged with one count of assault with intent to commit murder and one count of felony assault for his attacks on Tease and Jocelyn,

but he was now charged with murder in the cases of Audrey Lynn Harris, Christine Dumont, and Stacey Goulet. A few months later, in September of 2004, DNA testing confirmed that the remains recovered from Central Landfill were, in fact, Stacey Goulet. The positive identification meant two things. The case against Jeffrey Mailhot was stronger than it had ever been, and Stacey's parents could finally move forward with a proper burial and funeral service as soon as her remains were released by the medical examiner's office. But having Stacey's remains left Stacey's mother, Debbie, feeling conflicted.

The families of Audrey and Christine didn't have anything to bury. Debbie said, quote, I'm supposed to feel grateful for what they found, but I feel so bad that these other people will have no closure. They'll have nothing, end quote. There were no additional searches planned at Central Landfill once Stacy's remains were recovered. As Claudette Harris said, investigators stopped because they thought there would be too much to go through, too much time and effort for what could be an empty quest.

Authorities did not consult with Audrey or Christine's families when they halted the search. Claudette told the Providence Journal, quote, we didn't have a say in it. If they had asked me, I would have said, please, at least a little longer, end quote. With the updated charges came all the details that investigators had been withholding as they built their case against Jeffrey Mailhot. As Woonsocket Police Chief William J. Shea put it, quote, In the 25 years I've been here, this case is the most horrific, end quote. During an interrogation by Unsocket Police the same day he was arrested, Jeffrey Mailhot confessed to the murders of Audrey Lynn Harris, Christine Dumont, and Stacey Goulet. He waived his right to remain silent.

He did not ask for an attorney. He led on crumbs of information until the detectives, armed with their practiced interrogation techniques, got Jeffrey to tell them everything. He explained how he choked three women, pointing first to a photo of Audrey and then Christine and Stacey, and he dismembered their bodies and placed them in garbage bags. He disposed of the bags in dumpsters around Woonsocket.

According to transcripts of his confession contained in the book Ripper, when asked if he'd ever kill again, Jeffrey said, quote, I probably would, end quote. It was Jeffrey's confession that directed the searches at his apartment and the landfill. It's how police knew exactly where to look and what to look for. Additional evidence supported Jeffrey's confession, too. There was security camera footage showing Jeffrey buying the handsaw he used to dismember at least one of the women, which was later found in the basement of his apartment

building. Investigators also found both Audrey and Christine's blood in Jeffrey's bathtub, among other physical evidence. On December 10, 2004, a grand jury indicted Jeffrey Mailhot on three counts of murder, one count of assault with intent to kill, and one count of felony assault. He initially pleaded not guilty in January of 2005, but a little over a year later, in February of 2006, he changed his plea to guilty for all three counts of murder and the two assault charges. He was later sentenced to three life terms, two to run concurrently and the third consecutive, and 10 years for each assault to run concurrently. He will be eligible for parole in 2047 when he is 77 years old. The remains of Audrey Lynn Harris and Christine Dumont have never been recovered. The operations

manager at the Central Landfill during the summer of 2004 said that based on disposal schedules, it's possible Christine's remains could have been 60 to 80 feet deep into the landfill and Audrey's as far as 100 feet down in an area roughly 20 acres wide. The attorney general's office told Audrey's family and the family of Christine Newmont that there would be no death certificates for the women whose remains still hadn't been recovered, unless the families petitioned for one. So Claudette decided that holding a funeral for Audrey was her own way of creating a little bit of closure for herself and Audrey's children after 22 months of unanswered questions. According to Cynthia Needham's reporting for the Providence Journal, Claudette held a

memorial service for her daughter in December of 2004 and asked anyone attending the funeral to bring a teddy bear for charity in Audrey's honor. Audrey loved teddy bears. During the sentencing of Jeffrey Mailhot, family members were given the opportunity to confront the convicted killer with a victim impact statement. A niece of Christine wrote a letter titled, Did You Know? She wanted everyone to know that when her aunt was at her best, she was a good person and a loving mother who went out of her way to help people.

Jeffrey took away the opportunity for Christine to ever reach her potential again. Christine's sister, Madeline, shared her best memories of Christine. How when she first came home from the hospital, she looked like a little doll. She shared how Christine's entire life was a fight, and she always managed to beat the odds. Quote, My sister was still fighting for her life every step of the way, and I believe she would have won her fight someday, but you made sure she will never fight again. End quote.

Stacey's mother wanted people to know the real Stacey. She was a mother of two with a third baby on the way. She was three months pregnant when she was killed. Stacey's mother shared that Stacey had never been arrested for drug use, and she'd found herself in a difficult situation that she wanted to get out of. She always told her mother that things were going to get better. Stacey's mother told Jeffrey, quote, because of you, my daughter will never see better things happen. End quote. Stacey's father spoke of the daughter that brought joy and laughter to his heart. Quote, Because of you, I will never hear her laugh or see her warm smile.

I will never be able to give her a hug or tell her I love her. You may have torn apart our families, but you didn't make us weak. You made us stronger, for we know we will see her in heaven someday. End quote. The lives of three women were tragically cut short by the ruthless actions of a single perpetrator. Despite the stigma and other challenges they faced in their lifetimes, they were mothers, daughters, and friends deserving of dignity and justice. Though it will never erase the enduring grief

and unanswered questions their families continue to grapple with, at the very least, the person responsible for their deaths is unlikely to ever experience life outside of a prison ever again. Thank you for listening to Dark Down East. You can find all source material for this case at darkdowneast.com. Be sure to follow the show on Instagram at darkdowneast. This platform is for the families and friends who have lost their loved ones

and for those who are still searching for answers. I'm not about to let those names or their stories get lost with time. I'm Kylie Lowe, and this is Dark Down East. Dark Down East is a production of Kylie Media and Audiocheck. So what do you think, Chuck? Do you approve?