MrBallen Podcast: Strange, Dark & Mysterious Stories - Legends Of The Pet Cemetery Podcast Exclusive Episode

Episode Date: January 11, 2026

In the early morning hours of September 21st, 2009, a man woke up in his bed in New Orleans with a start, to the sound of metal clinking in the dark corner of his room. The man’s heart raced as he peered into the shadows. And then he gasped – because there was someone standing in the corner, staring at him. As the figure stepped forward, the clinking sound got louder. And the man realized this person was wrapped in heavy, metal chains. And suddenly, he understood. What he was seeing was a ghost – and he knew exactly who had murdered them. For 100s more stories like this one, check out my YouTube channel just called "MrBallen" -- https://www.youtube.com/c/MrBallenIf you want to reach out to me, contact me on Instagram, Twitter or any other major social media platform, my username on all of them is @MrBallen Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Hello fans of the Strange, Dark, and Mysterious. I'm here today to tell you all about what it actually means now that we've moved over to the Sirius XM family. Big picture, it means we are going to make more content for you. Right now, you get one YouTube video a week on Saturday. Well, what we're going to do now is we're going to have the Saturday upload be the same, but then also the Mr. Ballin podcast. Well, we've begun already filming those episodes like a YouTube video.

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and then suddenly he saw it. There was a figure in his room standing right there staring at him. And then the figure began to move towards him. And as it moved closer, the clinking sound he was hearing got louder. And the man realized this person, this figure, was wrapped in all these heavy metal chains. And suddenly, the man understood. What he was seeing was a ghost. And this man knew exactly who had murdered them.

But before we get into that story, if you're a fan of the strange, dark, and mysterious, delivered in story format, then you've come to the right show, because that's all we do. So if that's of interest to you, please take pictures of the follow button's brand new car and list it for sale online. Okay, let's get into today's story. In the early afternoon on April 13, 1985, 60-year-old Dorothy Thompson walked into a bank in St. Bernard, Louisiana. Her hip was really bothering her, so she was moving slowly,

but at the same time, she was also trying extra hard not to limp or seem unsteady. She knew the people in her small town liked to gossip about her, and so she didn't want to give them anything new to talk about. But, as expected, you know, despite her best efforts to conceal her slower sort of limpy movement, when she got into the lobby, the handful of tellers and customers that were inside looked towards her, took stock of her, and began whispering. So the little town of St. Bernard was about five miles outside of New Orleans. And it was the kind of place where people were generally pretty friendly and everyone seemed to know

everyone. But this smallness made it pretty easy for rumors to spread. And most of those rumors in this town seemed to be. about Dorothy. Dorothy did have to admit, though, that she had given people a lot to talk about. Dorothy, who had lived in this town for 39 years, was the owner of the town's pet cemetery. Now, this pet cemetery was actually a true business. Dorothy made her income from pet owners, you know, buying plots of land in the cemetery. But that wasn't really the thing that made, you know, Dorothy stand out as the centerpiece of gossip. It was the fact that she not only owned,

this pet cemetery, but she lived on the cemetery by herself. And considering the fact that the cemetery also had a rumor of being haunted, it just seemed like how could anybody do that? How could she live there full time? And these ghost stories surrounding this pet cemetery were not just, you know, to do with animals that have been buried there, but they were about people. Because people had died on this property, including both of Dorothy's husbands. The first of Dorothy's husbands. The first husband was a very heavy drinker who regularly abused Dorothy. And it got so bad at a certain point that she eventually just shot him in self-defense and killed him. So that's how we died. And then her second husband had died from suicide. And Dorothy was the one who actually found

his body on the porch. And so these deaths had led to more stories about Dorothy and how she was some kind of husband killer. But what people didn't see was how much all this death really weighed on her. And when her mother died about six years ago, it had almost broken Dorothy completely. Dorothy and her mother were incredibly close, and after she died, Dorothy got so depressed that she had to be admitted to the hospital for quite a while. She was doing better now, but some days were still really hard. And so now, at the bank, Dorothy ignored the look she got as she approached the teller. She needed to get cash out to pay her handyman, Kenny Pommier, who had done some work at the cemetery that morning. And because Dorothy didn't actually

drive, Kenny was also her chauffeur for the day, and he was outside right now waiting to take her on a few more errands. So Dorothy told the teller how much money she needed, and then after they counted it out and handed it to her, Dorothy took the cash, turned around, and headed back outside. A couple hours later, around 4 p.m., Dorothy sat in the passenger seat of Kenny's car as he drove down a highway. They had just wrapped up at the grocery store, and now he was taking her back home. As they drove, the two made some small talk, mostly about the weather and also the work that Kenny had done that morning on the grounds. But the truth was, Dorothy didn't really know Kenny at all. I mean, she had just hired him the day before. But he seemed nice enough, and she was hoping he would

stick around for a while. After all, she had had a pretty high turnover rate amongst her handyman over the last year, and so she was hoping now for some consistency. So both the Pet Cemetery itself and Dorothy's house, which again was on the cemetery grounds, required a lot of upkeep that Dorothy was just not physically capable of doing. Besides her bad hip, she also took medication for her depression that made her weak and sometimes very disoriented. Now, sometimes Dorothy would ask her neighbors for help, but generally speaking, she preferred to just hire people to do the work because, you know, people needed steady work.

She could give that to them, and she appreciated the help. However, the problem with hiring these handymen was that, unfortunately, a few of her, you know, former handyman had turned out to be criminals. Last fall, her handyman at the time, this guy named Elkin Childress, had lived with her and worked on the grounds, but Elkin was always just sort of wandering around and exploring the property instead of taking care of it. Then she had found out he'd been arrested for robbery, so she guessed that what he was really doing when he was walking around was casing the place, you know, looking for ways to break in or to steal something. Luckily for her, he actually quit before she had to fire him.

And the guy before Elkin was even worse. His name was Brandon Nodier. Brandon was a total loudmouth who had started working for Dorothy right after her mother had died. He and his wife Bonnie had moved in with Dorothy, so Brandon could keep up with the repairs while Bonnie drove Dorothy around. But, just like Elkin, the issue she ran into with the Nodiers was theft. The previous spring, Dorothy had had this really intense depressive episode and was taking a lot of medication for it.

And while she was all, you know, medicated and groggy, the Nodiase convinced her to sell them her land for basically nothing. But when Dorothy realized what had happened, she made the Nodiers move out and then got a lawyer to overturn the deal that she had signed. And so since last year, Dorothy, along with the Nodiers, had been in this horrible legal fight over this land. And she knew, you know, the Nodiers, Brandon and Bonnie were furious at her. And on top of that, Brandon, who was the same thing,

huge loudmouth just would not stop talking about this dispute. Not only was he talking about it in public, but he also kept contacting Dorothy to sort of talk her into dropping the suit altogether. But Dorothy was not about to drop this issue. I mean, this cemetery in the land had belonged to her mother, and now it was hers. Like it mattered to her. She's not just going to give it up. And so now, sitting in the passenger seat of the car, Dorothy watched as Kenny turned off the highway and eventually pulled into her driveway, which was quite long and wound through some thick woods, because remember, she lives on this cemetery. It's sort of secluded from society. And as the pair drove along this driveway and got closer and closer to her home, eventually she could finally

see some of the tombstones up ahead. This cemetery was enormous, and basically any kind of animal you could imagine was buried here. Some of the graves were just engraved stone slabs, but others were pretty extravagant, including one human-sized Buddhist statue of somebody's pet cat. Kenny finally pulled up in front of the house and got out to help Dorothy carry in the groceries. And when he was done, Dorothy handed over the cash that she owed him and said she would call him when she had more work. Then she watched as Kenny got back in his car and drove off back down the driveway. Around 9 p.m. that night, Dorothy poured herself a healthy glass of wine and went to her bedroom to turn on the TV. She'd spent the evening going through some bills and taking

calls from cemetery clients, so by now she was exhausted. But as soon as she got into bed, she heard her phone ring on the other side of the house. Dorothy groaned and took her wine with her as she shuffled down the hallway to the kitchen to answer the call. And when she answered it, she heard her friend's voice, a woman named Patricia Newman. So Patricia was about half Dorothy's age, and the two of them had been introduced by a mutual friend three years earlier. Patricia had started out as more of a caretaker for Dorothy, since Patricia had experience working with the elderly. But they'd gotten along really well and became quite close to the point where they had sort of a mother-daughter type of relationship. And since Patricia only lived about 10 minutes away,

Dorothy did depend on her pretty much daily for things like supervising her medication and driving her to appointments. In many ways, you know, Patricia was like the one person outside of the hired help that she did spend a lot of time with. And so that's actually why Patricia was calling now. She wanted to know if Dorothy still needed a ride to the pharmacy the following day. And Dorothy said that she did and said thank you. And then the two talked for a bit longer before ultimately saying good night. After that, Dorothy hung up the phone and then poured herself a bit more wine. And then she just kind of stood in the kitchen for a bit, listening to the crickets outside.

And then, when she was about to finally leave and go back to bed, she heard something. It was the sound of a car making their way slowly up her long driveway. The following morning, a little after 1 p.m., the friend Patricia Newman, pulled up outside of Dorothy's house and threw her car into park. Patricia had called Dorothy around 9 a.m. that morning to tell her she was going to be late getting her. But Dorothy hadn't answered. Patricia had tried calling a few more times, but Dorothy never answered, which ultimately made Patricia pretty nervous. Dorothy was a heavy drinker in her 60s and was on a lot of medication. So deep down, Patricia knew it was possible.

Dorothy wasn't answering because she had some kind of accident or medical emergency. So she was at Dorothy's now, not so much to take her on her errands for the day, but just to make sure she was okay. Patricia got out of her car and hurried up to Dorothy's front door. But when she knocked, there was no answer. And after looking in a few windows, she didn't see Dorothy or any kind of movement inside. It just seemed very quiet and still. Patricia went back to the front door and tried it, but she found it was locked.

So she just kept on knocking for a while. And after a few more minutes of Dorothy not answering and not hearing or seeing any sign of life in there, Patricia felt worried enough that she left the front door and went to go call the police. Not long after that, Patricia was back at Dorothy's house, this time watching anxiously as two police officers forced Dorothy's back door open. The officers had gotten there just a few minutes ago, and Patricia had explained to them how Dorothy could be inside and very likely was hurt or something was wrong here. And so the officers kind of fanned out and began searching around the house looking for a way in,

and they found the back door was not locked. It was just jammed. So now they were in the process of getting it unjammed. And so finally, after a few swift kicks to this door, it finally gave way and it swung open and the two officers, along with Patricia, went inside. Patricia immediately began yelling out Dorothy's name and going room to room looking for her, and what she quickly realized is she could hear the sound of a television that was on, and it was coming from Dorothy's bedroom.

But when she went to the bedroom and looked inside, Dorothy wasn't in there. In fact, after searching the whole house, there was no sign of Dorothy anywhere. And there wasn't any sign of any kind of problem in the house, like there was no disturbance anywhere, no struggle, no, like, accident where somebody fell over. it was just like Dorothy was gone, and that was it. Now, for the two officers, they didn't really know what to make of this, because to them, you know, it didn't appear like anything horrible had happened. You know, there was no active emergency here.

It's just that, you know, this person has left their TV on, and they're not here when they should be. And that was concerning, but not enough to warrant like a big reaction from authorities. But Patricia, she knew, you know, based on what she was seeing, that this was so uncharacteristic of Dorothy. that something definitely had gone wrong here. But even though Patricia really adamantly communicated that concern to the two officers, they just told her that, you know what, let's wait, give it a few days,

and give Dorothy another couple of calls, and if she doesn't show up in the next few days, come talk to us. And so after the police left, you know, despite Patricia having this sense that something's off here, she did what she was told. You know, she went home, she continued trying Dorothy but never got an answer. she called around town to see if anybody had seen her or heard from her. But no, nobody knew where she was. And so finally, after four days, Patricia put in another call to the St. Bernard Sheriff's Office.

And this time, she absolutely begged them to do something because Dorothy Thompson was still missing, and now Patricia was 100% certain that something bad had to have happened to her. At around 10.30 a.m. on the same day that Patricia has made this plea for help four days after Dorothy had inexplicably gone missing. Detective Brian Valalungo drove his cruiser through Dorothy Thompson's Pet Cemetery along with Sergeant Terence Strata. Both men worked for the St. Bernard Sheriff's Office, and they had been tasked to look into Dorothy's disappearance. Valolungo hadn't even gotten to the scene yet, but he was already uneasy as he drove past the

animal tombstones and gravesites. This place had always creeped him out. Finally, the officer's cruiser made their way all the way to the end of the driveway, and they reached Dorothy's home. And right away, Valalungo could see there was a woman, maybe in her 30s, who he guessed was Patricia, who was standing by the front door. She seemed visibly anxious and impatient, as she stood there waiting for Valolungo and Strata to get out of their car. And when they did get out and walked over to her, she got straight to the point. She said the last officers had not actually done a real search of the place, just a sort of basic welfare check. And so now she needed them to do a full search of Dorothy's house and her grounds to make sure Dorothy really wasn't somewhere on this

property. Valalungo and Strata assured her that they would do that. But first, they needed her to start from the beginning and tell them about the last time she saw or spoke to Dorothy. Patricia seemed pretty irritated by this and said she had already told the officers everything she had known, both on the phone call and then previously with those other officers who had done the welfare check. Like, can we please just get into the search? But Valolungo insisted and said, look, I don't fully know the whole story, so please, like, give me some information. And so begrudgingly, she would tell Valolungo what she knew, basically that she had called her friend on the 13th at night to ask if Dorothy would need a ride to the pharmacy the next day. She had said yes,

and then the next day comes around, and Patricia calls her friend to confirm she's going to swing by and pick her up that morning. But Dorothy doesn't answer. And so eventually Patricia goes to the Dorothy apparently isn't there. She knocks on the door. Dorothy doesn't come out. It just seemed off. And so Patricia calls the police. They show up. They find the back door is unlocked but jammed. They force it open. They go inside. And, you know, nothing's disturbed. And Dorothy is just missing. And there was no rhyme or reason to it. And so now Patricia was convinced that something bad had happened to Dorothy. And she really was hoping that they could help her. Falalongo nodded and then asked Patricia if maybe Dorothy had friends or family that she might have just gone to stay with.

But Patricia immediately shook her head and said no. Dorothy was pretty much alone in the world and almost never left her house. And she didn't have a car because she didn't drive. Also, Patricia said she had already called around and nobody had seen her, friends, family, no one. And then at this point, Patricia was very clear. She told the officers that she believed the only. The only reason Dorothy would have left her house that day or that night before was if somebody else had forced her to. Valalungo shot Strata a look.

He didn't doubt that Patricia was worried about her friend, but they need to look around before they jump to any conclusions here. So he asked Patricia if she could show them the unlocked door and they would begin their investigation. Moments later, Valolungo stepped into the home through that back entrance, followed by Strata and Patricia. As he walked around the house, he saw that, like Patricia had said, you know, it was very neat and tidy. There really was no sign of anything that had gone wrong inside the house, no sign of a struggle or a fall of some kind. It was just like the house was left exactly as is. That sort of contradicted Patricia's theory that, you know, the only way Dorothy would have left the house was if she had been forced, suggesting some form of a struggle.

But at the same time, you know, what Patricia was saying about Dorothy is, that she was kind of frail. And so Valolungo thought, you know, okay, maybe it's possible that she was forced and, you know, she didn't put up any kind of a fight. And that's why we don't see any disturbance. He didn't know, but it just seemed odd that nothing had been displaced if we're talking about some form of an abduction. Also, as Valolungo continued his walk around the house, he could see that items of value,

like Dorothy's TV, were still there. So it didn't seem like this had been a robbery. But unlike the first officers who had done that initial welfare check with the first officer, with Patricia a few days earlier, Valalungo did agree that something wasn't right here. Because as he continued to walk around, he kept seeing signs that Dorothy had clearly not planned to leave her home or had left in a hurry. For example, there was a half-empty glass of wine in the kitchen and the television in the bedroom was still on. And so those are things that simply would not be if somebody was planning to leave for any extended period of time. And also,

based on what Patricia had told them, he could rule out a family emergency suddenly taking Dorothy out of town or any kind of last-minute trip because Patricia had called around and that stuff hadn't happened. At a certain point, Valolungo stopped walking around the home and just asked Patricia, you know, how was Dorothy's mental state?

And Patricia clearly hesitated for a second before she admitted to Valalungo that, you know, Dorothy was on a whole bunch of medication and sometimes it did make her mental state kind of foggy. And so Valalungo naturally thought, okay, you know, maybe it's possible that in a sort of foggy mental state, maybe for whatever reason she wandered out of the house on her own. And then once she was outside, something happened to her, whether it was, you know, an animal, a person, a fall, like anything could have happened. He knew the back door had been unlocked during that initial police welfare check. And even though he knew the door apparently had been jammed, you know, it clearly had not been jammed so much that it prevented them from getting.

sitting inside. And so maybe that door just always got stuck, you know, and maybe that's all that happened. She walked out the back door and when she shut it, it got jammed and that was normal. And so Valolungo turned to his partner and sort of explained to him his theory around Dorothy maybe wandering out on her own and then something else happened once she was outside and said, hey, you know, she's clearly not here. Let's go out there and search the grounds and see if we can find her. Fifteen days later, a little past 7 a.m. on May 3rd, 1985, Valalungo stepped in distraught his office to give him an update on the case. At this point, Valolungo thought it was extremely likely that foul play was involved here

because they had searched Dorothy's house and her property a few times at this point, and they had not found Dorothy anywhere or any evidence to explain what had happened to her. Patricia had mentioned that Dorothy had a tattoo of a cross on her left index finger. So Valolungo had spent the last couple of weeks calling around to local hospitals and morgues to see if any women had been brought in with that marking. Valolungo also interviewed Dorothy's neighbors and the tellers at that bank that she had gone to shortly before she vanished,

and also he had interviewed some people in town who just knew who she was. He'd also tracked down Dorothy's new handyman, Kenny Pommier, who the bank had said was with Dorothy on the day she vanished. He apparently was driving her around. But none of these people had heard from Dorothy since she vanished 20 days earlier.

Same as Patricia. Even though nobody knew where Dorothy was and really couldn't offer all that much information to help the investigation, it was like everybody Valolungo spoke to had a pretty strong negative opinion of Dorothy, like that she was this recluse and that she was kind of crazy, and people thought she had murdered her husbands and buried their bodies in the pet cemetery, and also her house and her land were haunted. But, you know, none of these rumors were going to do anything to advance the case. But it was interesting to Valolungo that people felt,

felt this way about her. The only real lead that Valolungo got was something he got from speaking to Dorothy's lawyer a few days ago. We had mentioned that Dorothy was in the middle of this very contentious lawsuit over the rights to her property with a pair of former employees named Bonnie and Brandon Nodier. And since Dorothy's case was looking more and more like an abduction or even homicide, the fact that there was this active lawsuit that Dorothy was embroiled in was a big red flag. So Valalungo naturally knew he had to speak to Bonnie and Brandon. But as Valolungo sat across from Strata at his desk and filled him in on all this, Strata's phone rang. Strata picked it up and listened to the person on the other end. And immediately there was this look of shock that came over

his face. Strata thanked the caller and then hung up and then told Valolungo that a body had been found in the Mississippi River the day before, about 40 miles downriver from here. And they thought it could be Dorothy. Just a few hours later, Valalungo and Strata stood with Patricia Newman inside of an exam room at the coroner's office. In front of them was a long metal table, and lying on this table was the body of the woman who had been found inside the river. Patricia had been asked to come in here and see if this was Dorothy. But as Valalungo looked at the body, he didn't see how Patricia was going to be able to do that, because the body was already incredibly decomposed and very bloated. The medical examiner had said this woman had likely been in the water for weeks, and they hadn't done

an autopsy yet, but any findings would probably just be a guess because of how badly damaged and decomposed the body was. The only thing they did know for sure was that this definitely was a homicide. The woman was found with a plastic bag tied over her head, and she was wrapped in a lot of very heavy chains, probably to weigh her down so her body would not float up and be found. And so Valalungo looked over at Patricia, who looked visibly anxious as she stared at this body. You know, she seemed kind of overwhelmed by the moment. You know, she was shaking and she was just staring, sort of shocked. But eventually, you know, after looking at the body, she spoke. And she actually said that she didn't think this was Dorothy. And for a second, Valalunga was actually disappointed,

not because he was hoping Dorothy was dead, but for the sake of the case, you know, to figure out where she had gone. But then he remembered something. He stepped to. He stepped to up to the body, he put on a glove, and gently examined the woman's left hand. And there, just visible on her index finger, was a tattoo of a cross. This was Dorothy. Four days later, on May 7, Valalungo got to his office and sat down at his desk to start the day. And he had a lot to do, because he was now in the middle of a homicide case. The medical examiner who had done the autopsy on Dorothy didn't find any water in her lungs. So as a result, they had decided the cause of death was most likely asphyxia from strangulation or suppication, not drowning.

Now, Valolungo had known all along that it was possible somebody had abducted Dorothy from her home and killed her. But now that it was official, he was sort of reviewing the case notes from the beginning to see if anything had been overlooked, while this was still basically considered a missing person's case. And he started with the place Dorothy was last known to be, her house. Dorothy's home was incredibly neat and undisturbed, so it was possible Dorothy was lured from her home and killed somewhere else, but Valalungo knew from talking to her neighbors and Patricia that Dorothy was, you know, naturally pretty reclusive and did not leave her house easily. So it sort of made the most sense to him that Dorothy must have actually been killed in her home, and the reason the crime scene was so pristine was that Dorothy was overpowered really quickly.

Now, originally, Valolungo had considered Dorothy's current handyman, Kenny Pommier, to be a suspect, since he was the last one to see her alive because he was the one who dropped her off at her home at 4 p.m. Around the time she went missing. But Valolungo had revisited Kenny and found that he had an alibi. But even if he didn't have an alibi, Valolunga wasn't really sure what Kenny's motive would even have been. I mean, there had been no sign of a robbery inside of her house. And on top of that, it just didn't seem like Dorothy had much money to begin with, like she wasn't wealthy. And also the way she died, you know, strangulation or suffocation, you know, that's so personal.

And so whoever would have done that would have had to have a reason for it. But so far, Valolungo had not spoken to anyone who really had a serious issue with Dorothy. I mean, people definitely had opinions about Dorothy, but it was almost like people said, stay away from her. You know, she lives on haunted land and she's killed her husbands. but it just seemed like rumor mill. There didn't seem to be somebody who really had a targeted issue with her. There was that outstanding lawsuit with the Nodiers, the two people who were battling over the rights to her property,

but it wasn't clear to Valolungo if in the middle of this lawsuit was like real hatred between the parties. You know, he had yet to see that. And so at this point, Valolungo felt like his biggest problem was that he really had no real evidence. There were no witnesses. And they'd searched Dorothy's house repeatedly at this point, and they hadn't found anything useful.

And there were no forensics on Dorothy's body, since her body had been in the water for so long, all the forensics had been washed away. But just then, there was a knock on the door, and an officer poked his head in and told Valalungo that he had something that he might want to come see. And so Valalungo got up and he walked over, and the officer said that they had just brought this guy in for writing bad checks,

and it turns out his former employer was Dorothy Thompson. Valalunga was immediately interested and asked for more information. And the officer told him that this man's name was Elkin Childress, and he had been the live-in caretaker for Dorothy for two months last fall. And Elkin had told the officers who had arrested him that the reason he'd wanted to work there at the Pet Cemetery for Dorothy was to find the treasure. Apparently, along with all the other rumors about Dorothy,

there was another rumor that hundreds of thousands of dollars were you know, buried somewhere on Dorothy's property. And Elkin had become obsessed with finding it, but he said he never did. When Valalungo heard this, he felt his pulse pickup. He'd never heard this treasure rumor, but it wasn't any crazier than any of the other rumors he had heard about Dorothy. And if Elkin was that serious about finding, you know, said treasure, maybe he'd gone to Dorothy and tried to force her to tell him where it was.

But before he could say or do anything, the officer told Valolungo not to get too excited. because Elkin had an alibi for the night Dorothy went missing, and it checked out. However, the officer said that Elkin had mentioned something else that could help with the investigation. According to Elkin, there was somebody in Dorothy's life who befriended her for the sole purpose of trying to inherit everything she owned, and that person was Patricia Newman. And as soon as the officer said that, Valalungo's gears in his head began to turn, and he thought, why didn't I see this before? After all, it was Patricia who called the authorities. She's also the one who aggressively pushed this investigation in the early days, which Valalungo had assumed was just because

she was worried about her friend. But now he was starting to wonder if maybe she was trying to make herself look innocent. It's not unusual for killers to try and insert themselves into investigations to seem cooperative or to cast suspicion on other people. Patricia had also entered Dorothy's house multiple times before Dorothy's body was found, which certainly gave her an opportunity to interact with the scene and potentially hide evidence. And so Valolungo turned and ran to go find Strata. They needed to speak to Patricia immediately. And this time, it would be as a suspect. On May 8th, so six days after Dorothy was found in the river, Valolungo once again met with Dorothy's close friend, Patricia Newman. But this time, the meeting was inside of a police interrogation

room. And as Valalungo sat at the interrogation table looking at Patricia, he was watching her very carefully. She did seem somewhat annoyed that she had been called in for this, but she also seemed very nervous. In particular, she kept fidgeting with her hands. Now, Valolongo had really considered his approach here. Since Patricia could have been lying to him this whole time, his plan was to start off pleasant and kind of lull her into a false sense of security that he believed everything she had said was true so far. And then at some point he would surprise her with a sharp left turn and see how she reacted. So he started with some background questions about Patricia's relationship with Dorothy and nodded appreciatively as Patricia explained how she and Dorothy

and Dorothy were good friends and Patricia also took care of her. But then, kind of out of nowhere, Valolungo asked her about Dorothy's estate. And if it was valuable or not, she did say that Dorothy owned the house and the land it was on outright, so no mortgages or anything, so it had to be worth something, but she didn't know how much it was worth. Valolungo responded to this by saying, okay, you know, forget the financial worth of the property. Is the property worth something to you, Patricia? At that point, Valolungo could clearly see, you know, Patricia realizing what was happening here. She had this alarmed look on her face, like she was starting to see that she was not being treated

like a witness, but rather a suspect. And so Patricia quickly said, no, you know, the property was not worth anything to her. She didn't want it, not at all. But she kind of turned it around on Valolungo and said, look, if you're looking for someone who does want that property, well, you ought to speak to the Nodias. Now, Valalungo knew who she was referencing. These were the folks who were embroiled in that lawsuit with Dorothy before she went missing and was found dead.

But Valolungo didn't say anything. He just sort of gave Patricia a look like, oh, explain what you mean. And so Patricia took the queue and told him that the Nodiers had been Dorothy's living employees for years, and they were complete monsters. She said that Brandon had been verbally abusive towards Dorothy while they work for her, and also he was one of the main people spreading all these rumors about Dorothy in town, about how he thought she killed her husbands and how her land was haunted and she was crazy. But she said that wasn't even the worst of it.

She said Brandon was also a thief. She said the year before, when Dorothy was on a lot of medication for depression, like more than normal, and she was not of sound mind as a result of it, she said that Brandon and his wife, Bonnie, had convinced her to sign over her property to them for basically nothing. And that's when it hit Valolungo. Like he was aware that there had been this lawsuit over the land, but he didn't really have all the details about it. He just knew there was some dispute. And he also knew that Dorothy's lawyer had mentioned the Nodiers days ago, but that was a lot of the Nodiers days ago, but that was also right before Dorothy's body had turned up and things had been sort of hectic.

And so Valolungo had not followed up with her lawyers yet. And so he didn't really have the context of, you know, how nasty this legal fight really was. Patricia said she had convinced Dorothy to get a lawyer and to fight this, that it was not right they were doing this to her. And Dorothy had done that. She'd gotten a lawyer. And in fact, her and the Nodier's court date had happened just 10 days before Dorothy went missing. As Valalungo was listening, it was like he couldn't believe it. This was so obvious, and it was right in front of him the whole time.

The Nodiers would clearly benefit from Dorothy's disappearance. And pretty clearly, there was real beef between the parties. So at this point, Valolungo kind of shifted tactics and was less interested in looking at Patricia as a suspect, and instead assured her that, you know what, he would speak to them. Now, Valolungo did speak to Patricia for a bit longer. I mean, she was still a suspect. She was very close to Dorothy, who was this older woman with no obvious heirs,

and Valalungo had not seen Dorothy's will yet, but he wouldn't be that surprised if Patricia was in there. And if she was, that would prove she would have also benefited from Dorothy's demise, just like the Nodiers would. But regardless, Valolungo knew he was well overdue for a conversation with the Nodiers. So they were going to be his next call. Three days later, in the afternoon on May 1st, 10th, Valalungo found himself back in the precincts interrogation room, but this time it was a bit more

cravat. He'd managed to track down 31-year-old Brandon Nodier for an interview, and while Brandon had agreed to talk to Valolungo, he had also insisted on having his lawyer present as well, which immediately signaled to Valolungo that Brandon likely had something to hide here. Valolungo had looked into Brandon's background since speaking to Patricia, and he found out that Brandon had a criminal record, which included assault. Velalungo also spoke to a few people in town about Brandon, and he had been told that Brandon apparently had a very hard time keeping his mouth shut. He apparently consistently seemed to threaten or go off on people

whenever he got even marginally upset. He was a hot head and a loudmouth. So given all this, Valolungo expected Brandon to be at least somewhat antagonistic or defensive in this interview. But when Valolungo asked him about this highly, contentious lawsuit with Dorothy. Brandon didn't seem like an angry loudmouth at all. Instead, he just seemed confused. He explained the whole thing really was just a big misunderstanding. Brandon said he and his wife had known Dorothy for six years and actually lived with her for part of the time. And from his point of view, he thought, you know, Dorothy viewed them as sort of like family.

And that's also why he said he believed she was selling them her land at such a low rate. It was like a family discount. He said it just sort of. sort of seemed like she really wanted them to have her property. And it was actually Brandon and his wife that it sort of insisted on paying for it. Brandon said, you know, everything about this transaction had really been fine and above board until Patricia Newman got involved. Brandon seemed very frustrated as he began to explain how he didn't really know what had happened, but Patricia somehow got into Dorothy's head and convinced her that he and his wife, Bonnie, had somehow taken advantage of Dorothy.

And Brandon's saying like that didn't happen. That's not how this went. Brandon said, you know, as far as he was concerned, it actually seemed like Patricia was the one who was taking advantage of Dorothy. And then he said there were actually all these times when apparently Patricia was staying with Dorothy and at some point they would get into some kind of fight and like Patricia would get mad at Dorothy. And Dorothy would flee her own house and run to the Nodier's house.

like for protection, for safe haven. They said that was fairly common. Like Patricia was this awful person that, you know, Dorothy had to flee from. As Valolongo heard this, he kind of didn't know what to think. I mean, you know, Brandon could be lying to him, but truthfully, Brandon seemed very convincing. And also, you know, Brandon just didn't really seem smart enough to be a master manipulator here. In fact, if anything, Brandon seemed kind of dense. And it was hard to believe he could engineer this murder,

without leaving behind any evidence or witnesses and then also concoct this sort of brilliant story about how Patricia really was the one behind this whole thing. But Brandon's wife, Bonnie, was a suspect too, and it was possible that she was the ringleader and Brandon had just sort of followed along. They were divorced now, but if they were wrapped up in this lawsuit with Dorothy together,

it was possible they could have, you know, come together and joined forces to take care of the problem, i.e. get rid of Dorothy. All that's to say, Valolunga was not going to eliminate Brandon as a suspect just yet, but he needed more evidence before he could connect him to the crime. So ultimately, he told Brandon he could leave and that he would be in touch. And then Valolunga watched as Brandon and his lawyer stood up and filed out of the room. It was sort of funny in a dark way that just a few days ago, Valolungo couldn't see any reason why anybody would want to kill Dorothy. And now it was like everybody in Dorothy's life, Elkin, Patricia, and now the Nodiers, wanted Dorothy's money,

and so really would benefit if she went away. And so now, he just had to figure out who wanted Dorothy gone the most. About five months later, in October of 1985, Balalungo stood in the middle of Dorothy's Pet Cemetery, along with Sergeant Strata, in total disbelief, because all around them, almost every single tombstone had been completely smashed. Now, Valalungo had no idea who had done this, but it was sort of oddly fitting because just like this cemetery, Valolungo's homicide case was a complete and total mess. Since May, Valolungo and some other investigators had questioned both Patricia and Brandon Nodier multiple times.

But all they ever did was point the finger at the other one. And now, the two primary suspects in Dorothy's murder were essentially at war over her property. After Dorothy's will was read, it would turn out that Patricia Newman had inherited a huge chunk of her estate, including whatever proceeds came from the cemetery business. But the Nodiers were saying that, no, you cannot just give that to Patricia because the property is theirs, and so the business is theirs, because Dorothy had signed it all over to them. And the lawsuit to overturn that sale, despite it being very contentious, it had not been resolved yet. so you can't just shuffle it over to Patricia.

And on top of that, Bonnie Nodier, Brandon's ex-wife, had literally moved into Dorothy's house, making it even more complicated. And so that was why the St. Bernard Sheriff's Department and the state police were at the Pet Cemetery right now. Patricia was there and trying to get access to the house since she needed to get some of Dorothy's things, and Bonnie wouldn't let her in. Now, the uniformed officers had just gone there to make sure everybody played nice.

but Valolungo and Strata had tagged along specifically to try to ask Bonnie a few questions. Now, Bonnie was still very much a suspect in Dorothy's murder, but so far, investigators had actually not been able to interview her, and Valolungo had hoped that maybe this was their chance. However, when they arrived, Bonnie was extremely angry and she refused to speak to anyone and told all the officers and Patricia to get off her property. And even though the officers, along with Patricia, had eventually gotten inside, and Patricia took what she needed, the officers had not been able to get Bonnie to say anything to them. She refused.

And so now, Balalongo and Strata walked back to their cruiser, passed all these shattered tombstones, feeling very frustrated, that they had multiple suspects here and no way to eliminate any of them. Brandon Nodier would directly benefit from Dorothy's death, because if she was dead, then the lawsuit he was embroiled in would get dropped, and he would by default take control of Dorothy's land. He also had a criminal record, and according to Patricia, had been horrible to Dorothy when they lived together. Brandon's ex-wife, Bonnie, could have helped

him do it, too, since after all she was named in that lawsuit as well, and she had taken full control of Dorothy's house after she died, so clearly she was intent on living there, but Patricia also could have been highly motivated to get Dorothy out of the picture, since she was named in the will. And she'd seemed really controlling of Dorothy and had repeatedly inserted herself into the investigation. And then there was the handyman, Elkin Chuldris, who had been eliminated through his alibi, but Valalongo felt like he deserved another look.

He had admitted that he was obsessed with finding treasure on Dorothy's property. And now all the gravestones were mysteriously smashed, which could indicate that maybe he had come back. And this was part of his attempt to find the treasure. You know, maybe they were inside the gravestone. Then again, if they're going to treat Elkin like a suspect, well, then anybody who had heard rumors about the treasure on Dorothy's land was also a suspect. And considering how the residents

of St. Bernard clearly gossiped a lot about Dorothy, it seemed like that would mean basically everyone in town was a suspect. But without any forensic evidence or witnesses, Valalungo didn't see how they would ever be able to connect anybody to this crime. Still, he and Strata got back in the cruiser, and headed back to the station to keep at it. The investigative team kept working this case diligently for weeks and then months. Interviewing and re-interviewing suspects and speaking to people who knew Dorothy, they even met with a psychic who claimed she knew who the killer was. And some people even called in with tips that they had seen Dorothy's ghost in the area

and they would even go follow up in case maybe Dorothy was there. But none of that went anywhere. None of it amounted to any new meaningful evidence that the police could actually use to bring somebody to court. And as time went on, Dorothy's case changed hands multiple times before finally going cold. 24 years later, on a Thursday afternoon in late September of 2009, Detective John Duran sat at his desk in the St. Bernard's Police Precinct doing some paperwork.

And he just put his pen down and leaned back in his chair to take a break when another detective poked his head in and told Duran, hey, the caller was on the phone. And Duran knew exactly who he was talking about. A few days ago, an anonymous caller had put in a tip to say he had information about an old cold case from 1985, the murder of the lady who owned that Pet Cemetery. And Duran had known immediately

that the caller was talking about Dorothy Thompson. Duran had actually used to cut the grass at the pet cemetery when he was 15 years old. And so he and his friends knew all about Dorothy, how she was, you know, this eccentric recluse who potentially murdered people and who turned up dead one day. But during the first call, this tipster had gotten spooked and hung up without giving his name. And as soon as Duran picked up the phone to speak to the caller, he immediately said, whoever this is, you're not going to get in any trouble here.

We just want your name and your location. I want to come talk to you and just hear what you know. You're not going to get in any trouble. Can you do that? There was a pause. and then the caller reluctantly agreed. Later that day, Duran and another detective sat in the living room of a New Orleans home, right across from a very fidgety-looking older man.

The man's eyes kept darting all around the room, and periodically he kept looking over his shoulder, like somebody was going to, you know, jump out at him. And it occurred to Duran as he was watching this guy that he didn't just seem nervous, you know, about the information he was going to spill to them. He actually seemed pretty genuinely terrified. But finally, the man took a steadying breath and said, he knew who killed Dorothy, and he had known for years.

Now, the guilt of knowing was haunting him, literally. He told the detectives that he had been seeing Dorothy's ghost, covered in chains and asking him to come forward. Now, at this, Duran raised his eyebrows skeptically, but didn't say anything. You know, this was a pretty crazy start to the story and pretty hard to believe. But at the same time, it didn't really matter what, you know, prompted this guy to come forward, it mattered what he had to say. And so, with an open mind, Duran, along with his partner, just sat there and waited. And eventually, the old man, despite

being very scared and timid, finally did just come out and say what he knew. Based on a decades-long investigation and multiple confessions, here is a reconstruction of what police believe happened to Dorothy Thompson on the night of April 13, 1985. Sometime after 9 p.m. that night, the killer was sitting behind the wheel of their truck, making their way up the long, winding driveway through the woods towards Dorothy's house. And as they drove along, the killer found themselves sort of looking out the window and taking in the sights, you know, the tombstones, the trees, the house up ahead, the whole property, you know, taking it all in. And as they did that, they thought to themselves that it was time to stop waiting for their fortune to arrive.

they needed to take it. Because Dorothy did not deserve to have this. In fact, the killer believed Dorothy didn't deserve to live. And so the killer eventually arrived right outside of Dorothy's house, and they stopped their truck, they threw it in park, and then calm as can be, they got out, and they walked around to the back of the house. There, they knocked.

And eventually, Dorothy, you know, made her way to the door, and she looked out through the glass and she saw this person, the killer, and she looked confused. But it didn't stop her from opening the door. And as soon as she did, the killer didn't hesitate. They jumped on top of her. Dorothy tried to scream,

but the killer immediately wrapped their hands tight around her throat, and she went silent. And then in silence, they strangled Dorothy until she stopped moving. Then, once Dorothy was crumpled, lifeless on the ground, the killer found some sheets and wrapped them around Dorothy's body and then dragged her outside to the waiting truck. Once they put Dorothy's body in the truck,

they drove to a section of the Mississippi River not far from Dorothy's house. There, the killer got out, and they grabbed Dorothy's body, and they tied her hands and her feet together, and also, just in case, put a plastic bag tightly over her head, then they wrapped her body in chains.

And then once she was all prepped, the killer, calm as can be, lifted her body up, walked over to the Mississippi River, and threw her in. Moments later, the killer was back inside their truck driving along, feeling better than they had in months. Because now that Dorothy was gone, all their problems were solved. It would turn out, Dorothy Thompson's killer was indeed Brandon Nodier. He had not only tricked Dorothy into selling him her land at a very cheap price, but also when she figured out he had basically conned her,

she sued him at Patricia's urging. And when that happened, Brandon thought, okay, well, if I just kill Dorothy before this lawsuit gets dismissed, because they're going to figure out that this was not fair, that I did con her if I kill her now, well, by default, the charges get dropped, and the sale goes to me. The property is mine.

On the night of the murderer, Brandon was not alone. He actually asked another one of Dorothy's former, handymen, a guy named James Treggler, to come along with him and basically just wait in the car. And so he had done that. Now, Brandon was an incredibly violent person, and he did not think twice about murdering Dorothy to make sure the lawsuit got dropped. But Brandon also had a famously big mouth, and he told his entire friend group what he had done. And so basically, all of Brandon's friends were aware of this horrible crime, and they totally believed what he said, because they were fully capable of him being able to commit extremely

violence, but they were scared of him. And that's why none of the friends came forward to say, you know, what they knew. But finally, one of these friends was so haunted by their knowledge of this crime that they did eventually come forward. That was the caller who, you know, told the detectives what happened. And in their rendition of what happened, they said, Brandon didn't act alone. There was somebody else, a guy named James Treggler. And so as a result of that tip, It would take another four years, but they would ultimately speak to James Treggler, and he would confess to having been there on that night, and with that, they had enough evidence to finally charge Brandon for the murder.

Brandon ultimately surrendered to authorities in 2012, and he would get a 10-year sentence for pleading guilty to Dorothy's murder. Brandon's ex-wife, Bonnie, was not involved. As for James Treggler, the other handyman who drove with Brandon on the night of the murderer, he always maintained that he didn't know the murder was going to happen. And so he was given immunity from prosecution in exchange for his testimony. Even though the Pet Cemetery is still standing today, it's now abandoned and totally overgrown. However, treasure hunters continue to walk around the property, you know, with their metal detectors,

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