Solved Murders - True Crime Stories - A Mother’s Pact with Darkness to Avenge the Horror That Destroyed Her Daughter’s Life PART10 #13

Episode Date: July 21, 2025

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The days bled together in a blur of shadow and silence. Moni's thoughts were consumed by the figure in the checkered coat, by the warnings and the cryptic words that still echoed in her mind. She had returned to the cemetery, to the place where Lucian's memories had first come into her own. But now, the weight of the man's words hung over her like a shroud, and with every passing moment, the need to uncover the truth grew more pressing. It was as if the very earth itself whispered secrets to her, secrets that refused to stay buried.

Moni had been going through Lucian's memories for days now, following the trail of destruction left in his wake, piecing together the shattered fragments of his life. But still, something nodded her. The pieces didn't fit. There were too many gaps, too many inconsistencies. The town's narrative of Lucian as a cursed soul, a murderer, didn't align with the person she saw in the fragments of his life.

It didn't make sense. She couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the story, a deeper layer, something that had been deliberately hidden. The truth she sought was out of reach, veiled by lies, swept under the rug by the very people who had shaped Lucian's fate. It was time to dig deeper. Moni returned to her apartment that evening, a sense of determination coursing through her veins. She knew it was time to search for the pieces she had overlooked, the ones buried beneath the surface, the ones that the town had hidden away. It wasn't enough to simply relive Lucian's memories, she needed to uncover the truth that lay beyond them. Her fingers hovered over the

desk, over the files and letters scattered across it, her mind sifting through the tangle of facts and myths. The news clippings, the faded police reports, the journals of the townspeople, it was all there, waiting to be unraveled. She needed to approach it differently now. She couldn't rely solely on Lucian's memories. There had to be something more. She began with the old clippings. The newspaper headlines were old, yellowing with age, the ink smudged by time. The articles about the mysterious deaths, the accusations against Lucian, they all had one thing in common, they were incomplete. They didn't tell the full story. The headlines screamed of tragedy, of murder, but the details were always vague, shrouded in suspicion, leaving more questions.

than answers. Moni leaned closer, her eyes scanning the text, searching for the hidden meaning in the lines between the words. There, tucked in the corner of one article, was a name that stood out, Benedict Deluna. She'd heard the name before. It had come up in Lucian's memories, whispered in the background like a shadow, but no one had ever truly spoken it aloud. Moni could feel the pieces falling into place, the weight of the puzzle pressing against her chest. She couldn't stop now. She needed to find more. More answers, more connections, more truths hidden in plain sight. She grabbed the police report next, the one from the night of Lucian's father's death. The paper crackled as she opened it, the creases in the paper groaning

with age. The report was terse, clinical, almost dismissive. It detailed the events of Diego Vespra's murder, but it was so sparse, so lacking in detail, that it left more questions than it answered. It didn't explain the motive, didn't give any indication of who was really behind it. But then, something caught her eye. A small note, written in the margin, barely legible, almost like an afterthought. It was just a few words, witness testimony retracted. See lawyer's notes, Moni's heart skipped a beat. Witness testimony What had been retracted? What had the witness seen? She grabbed the next folder in the stack, her hands shaking as she rifled through the papers. It wasn't long before she found what she was

looking for, a legal brief, hastily written, almost as though it had been shoved together at the last minute. The brief detailed a meeting between the town's officials and a lawyer representing the Vespera family. It was dated just days before Lucian's father had been murdered. The document was dense, filled with legal jargon, but the key point was clear, there had been an agreement. A silent pact between the officials and the Vespera family. And at the center of it all was Benedict Deluna. Moni felt her blood run cold as she read the final line of the document, Lucian Vespera will take the fall. His silence is guaranteed. It was a conspiracy. The whole town, its leaders, had been complicit in the destruction of Lucian's life. They had

had known he was innocent, but they had allowed him to be blamed for everything, had allowed him to carry the burden of a crime he didn't commit, all for the sake of protecting Benedict Deluna. The truth was more grotesque than she had imagined. It wasn't just murder. It was betrayal. It was manipulation at the highest level. The town had not just allowed an innocent man to suffer, they had orchestrated it. They had silenced everyone, even the witnesses, to protect a murderer. Money sat back, her hands trembling as she stared at the papers in front of her. Her breath came in shallow gasps. She had found it. She had found the truth. But it was worse than she could have ever imagined. She needed to confront this,

to make it known, but the weight of it all felt crushing. What had she really uncovered? More than just the murder. More than just the tragedy of Lucian's life. She had uncovered the corruption at the heart of the town itself. The lies that had protected Benedict DeLuna all these years. The power he had held over everyone, even the law. Her mind swirled, but one thing was clear, she couldn't turn back now. The truth had to come out. The people who had buried it, who had buried Lucian along with it, needed to face the consequences. Benedict de Luna had to be exposed. The truth was a heavyweight that pressed against most of the his chest. Every breath felt as though it was drawn through a veil, each inhale filled with the

choking realization of what she had uncovered. The documents, the memories, the shattered remnants of Lucian's life, they had all led her here to this final reckoning. But still, there was one last piece missing, one last voice to hear, to be continued.