Solved Murders - True Crime Stories - Devon Guzmán’s Murder Love, Betrayal and a Deadly Triangle That Ended in Tragedy PART2 #6

Episode Date: November 27, 2025

#horrorstories #reddithorrorstories #ScaryStories #creepypasta #horrortales #truecrimecase #darklove #fatalobsession #realtragedy #betrayalandmurder  Devon Guzmán’s murder shocked her community, exposing the dark side of love tangled in lies and betrayal. A deadly love triangle spiraled into violence, turning passion into obsession and ending in tragedy that still resonates as one of the most disturbing cases of betrayal and crime.  horrorstories, reddithorrorstories, scarystories, horrorstory, creepypasta, horrortales, truecrimecase, deadlytriangle, lovebetrayal, shockingmurder, tragicobsession, realcrimefiles, darkrelationship, betrayalturneddeadly, disturbingtruths, realmurderstory, obsessionandcrime, tragicending, twistedlove, truecrimedrama

The Devin Guzman case, a love turned deadly. A scene too clean. When police first opened the door of Devin's grey car, their stomach sank. For a moment, it looked like maybe she had just overdosed. A needle was lying nearby, her body was covered with a green jacket, and the whole setup screamed suicide. But the longer detectives looked, the less sense it made. Devon's throat had been slashed so violently that her trachea was cut through, her head nearly separated from her body. Injuries like that are not subtle. They're messy, they're bloody,

they're the kind of thing that leaves behind a nightmare of stains. And yet here, inside the car, almost nothing. No pools of blood, no arterial spray, no sign of the chaos that should have erupted after such a wound. The interior was suspiciously clean, too clean. That silence, that emptiness, told investigators something important, Devin hadn't died here. This wasn't a suicide scene at all. This was a cover-up, a staged theater, a body planted in a car to make someone believe the wrong story. Turning to the people closest to her. With that realization, suspicion began to shrink. Murders staged as suicides are almost always committed by someone close to the victim.

And in Devon's case, there were two names at the top of the list, Carrie Reiner, her girlfriend, and Michelle Hetzel, her complicated friend, and sometimes more. The two women had been the ones to discover Devon's car and call the police. That alone raised eyebrows. In true crime, there's a saying, whoever finds the body often knows more than they're letting on. So detectives separated them for questioning. Carrie's confession of a fight. Carrie was interviewed first.

She sat there with red-rimmed eyes, hands shaking, and before long she broke down crying. Yes, she admitted she and Devon had fought the night before. In fact, it wasn't just a fight, it was an all-out explosion. She confessed that things got out of control. She shouted, said things she regretted, maybe even did things she regretted. Through tears, Carrie painted herself as guilty of being mean, maybe even cruel, but not murderous. She insisted Devon stormed out, angry and upset, and that was the last time she saw her alive.

It was a story detectives had heard before in countless cases, yes, we fought, but then she left, and I don't know what happened after. But there was something in her delivery, something in the vagueness, that didn't sit right. Michelle's version. Then came Michelle. She claimed Devon was supposed to come over to her house that night. She waited, but Devon never arrived. Concerned, she called Carrie, and when she heard Devon hadn't come back, the two of them went out searching.

And oh, what do you know? They were the ones to find the car. Michelle admitted she worried about the fights between Carrie and Devon. Everyone who knew them worried. The violence wasn't a secret. Police had been called to their apartment so many times the neighbors joked about officers being unofficial roommates. Michelle even recalled that just a week earlier, Devon had ended up in the ER with a stab wound in her hand, allegedly from one of their domestic blow-ups. To detectives, that detail was huge. This wasn't a one-time fight that went wrong. This was a powder keg of a relationship, and everyone around it had been watching the fuse burn lower and lower. Still, Michelle's story didn't tie everything up neatly. There were evasions, hesitations, little inconsistencies. She gave the impression of someone who knew more than she wanted to say.

A House of Violence If the crime hadn't happened in a car, then where had it happened? Detectives knew the answer even before they set foot inside the apartment Devon shared with Carrie. It was the obvious place, the place where fights always erupted, where the police had already been called dozens of times. and when investigators finally did a full sweep of the apartment, the results were damning. The place looked chaotic, not just in the usual messy young couple kind of way, but in the aftermath of a brawl way. Objects were knocked over, furniture slightly displaced, random items scattered. But the real bombshell was found in two spots.

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Floor Matt from the car. They found it in the apartment, and on it were suspicious stains. Lab tests later confirmed the presence of Devon's blood. The bathroom. Under the glow of luminal, the shower lit up with streaks of blood residue. Someone had tried to wash away evidence, but chemistry doesn't lie. DNA analysis proved it, the blood belonged to Devin Guzman. The suicide in a car theory crumbled compulsory.

completely. Devin had been attacked in the apartment, bled there, and then her body was moved to the car in an attempt to create a fake narrative. The voices around them. As the investigation widened, detectives spoke to friends, co-workers, and neighbors. Almost all of them told the same story, Devin and Carrie's relationship was volatile, controlling, and violent. One of the most chilling accounts came from Devin's best friend. She described seeing Carrie physically push and restrained Devin in public. She said Devin admitted she often felt trapped, scared, and worn down. Another neighbor recalled hearing Devin scream things like, Let Me Go, and Get Off Me, Through the Walls. And then there were the official records, multiple domestic disturbance calls

logged by the local police department, each one another red flag ignored until it was too late. The trap closes around Carrie. Piece by piece, the net closed in. The physical evidence from the apartment, the history of violence, the lack of credible alibi, all arrows pointed at Carrie. The working theory. On the night of June 14, 2000, Devin and Carey's fight escalated beyond the usual screaming and shoving. This time, Carrie grabbed a knife. Devin, smaller and

physically weaker, couldn't fight her off. The slash to her throat ended the battle instantly. Panicked, Carrie had to come up with a plan. She staged the car, planted the needle, covered the body, and tried to craft the illusion of suicide. Michelle's role, whether as an accomplice, a witness, or just someone pulled in afterward, remained murky. But the blood in the apartment made one thing clear, Carrie had blood on her hands, literally and figuratively. Forensics confirmed the story. The autopsy results backed up the police theory.

In addition to the massive throat wound, Devon's body showed multiple bruises and abrasions. On her forearm were distinct marks, finger-shaped. bruises, where someone had gripped her heart enough to leave imprints. She had defensive wounds too, cuts on her hands, evidence she tried to block the knife. It was a violent, chaotic death, not a quiet overdose. And when compared to Carrie's physical build, the match made sense. Carrie was stronger, heavier, and had the means to overpower Devon. A case becomes a story. By now, local newspapers had gotten wind of the unfolding drama, and the case transformed into front-page material. Love Triangle Murder, the headlines screamed.

Talk shows speculated on what had gone on inside that apartment. Was Michelle involved? Was Carrie the sole killer? For the community, it wasn't just a murder, it was a scandal, a tragic soap opera with real blood on the floor. The trial of a lover When the case finally hit the courtroom, the atmosphere was electric. Small town trials don't usually grab headlines beyond the county line, but this one. This was different.

The mixture of a tragic young woman, a stormy same-sex relationship, and a murder staged to look like a suicide, it was the kind of story tabloids dream about. Reporters filled every seat they could. Locals lined up outside the courthouse, hoping for a glimpse of the killer girlfriend. Inside, Carrie sat at the defense table, her face pale but defiant, while the prosecution stacked binders of evidence like weapons ready for battle. The prosecution's story was straightforward, Carrie killed Devon in a fit of rage, then staged the scene in the car to cover it up.

They leaned heavily on the forensic evidence, the blood in the apartment, the DNA in the shower, the missing car mat, and the bruises on Devin's body. They also brought up the long, ugly history of domestic violence. The neighbors calls. The hospital visits. The witnesses who said they saw Carrie physically dominating Devin. For the jury, it was a damning picture. The defense's spin But defense attorneys don't roll over easily

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That's S-P-R-E-A-K-E-R.com. First, they leaned into Michelle's presence. Wasn't it suspicious, they argued, that Michelle had been so quick to find Devon? Wasn't it possible that Michelle had been the real killer, and Carrie was being framed out of jealousy and convenience? Second, they painted Carrie not as a violent aggressor but as a heartbroken lover caught up in a toxic cycle. Yes, she admitted to fighting. Yes, she admitted to yelling.

But that didn't make her a murderer. You don't convict someone just because they had a bad relationship, the defense hammered again and again. They even toyed with the idea that maybe, just maybe, Devin had killed herself after all. It was a stretch, but jurors have surprised people with less. Witnesses take the stand. The most gripping moments came when Devin's friends took the stand. One after another, they painted the same picture.

Devin was scared of Carrie. Devin wanted out of the relationship. Devin was constantly being pulled back into a cycle of control and fear. Her best friend choked up as she recalled watching Carrie physically pushed Devon during an argument. Another witness said she heard Devon cry out, you're hurting me, on more than one occasion. Each testimony chipped away at the defense's story. Each tear, each shaky voice reminded the jury that Devin wasn't just a name in a file,

she was a person who'd been trapped and beaten down until the final, Bilean Night. The Forenshell But it was the forensic experts who delivered the death blow to Carey's case. One specialist walked the jury through the luminal results, showing slides of the glowing streaks in the bathroom. This, he said, pointing to the eerie blue patterns, is where blood was scrubbed away. You cannot see it with the naked eye, but the chemical reaction reveals what happened here. Another analyst confirmed the DNA, it was Devons, and only Devons. And then came the medical examiner.

Calmly, clinically, he described Devin's injuries. The massive neck wound. The bruises consistent with being grabbed. The cuts on her hands from trying to defend herself. His conclusion was clear, Devin Guzman was the victim of a homicide. This was not suicide. This was not an accident. This was murder.

Carrie's turn. When Carrie finally took the stand, the courtroom leaned forward. This was the moment, the chance to hear her explain herself, to hear her version of the truth. She wept as she spoke. She admitted to loving Devon. She admitted they fought. She admitted she was sometimes too rough.

But she swore, hand-on Bible, that she did not kill her. Devin was my whole world, she sobbed. Yes, we argued. But I would never, never, take her life. Her tears were real. Her grief was real. But were they the tears of an innocent woman or the tears of someone who realized her world was collapsing? That was the question hanging in the air.

The jury decides. The trial dragged on for weeks, but when the jury final retired to deliberate, it didn't take them long. The evidence was overwhelming. The blood. The bruises. The history of violence. The lies.

After just a few hours, the jury filed back into the courtroom. The foreperson stood, cleared her throat, and spoke the words everyone was waiting for. Guilty. Murder in the first degree. gasps echoed through the room carrie slumped forward her hands trembling her face pale devon's family wept quietly clutching one another as if to keep from collapsing the judge wasted no time in delivering the sentence life in prison without the possible Hi, I'm Darren Marler, host of the Weird Darkness podcast. I want to talk about the most important tool in my podcast belt. Spreaker is the all-in-one platform that makes it easy to record,

host, and distribute your show everywhere, from Apple Podcasts to Spotify. But the real game changer for me was Spreaker's monetization. Spreaker offers dynamic ad insertion. That means you can automatically insert ads into your episodes, no editing required. And with Spreker's programmatic ads, they'll bring the ads to you, and you get paid for every download. This turned my podcasting hobby into a full-time career. Spreaker also has a premium subscription model

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So if you're ready to podcast like a pro and get paid while doing it, check out spreeker.com. That's S-P-R-E-A-K-E-R.com Ability of Parole. Carrie Reiner was led away in handcuffs, her head bowed, her future gone. Michelle's fate. And what about Michelle?

She never faced murder charges, but she wasn't completely off the hook. She was investigated for obstruction and misleading the police, though those charges never stuck in a big way. still her reputation was shredded in the court of public opinion she was either an accomplice or a coward who stood by while devon suffered for the rest of her life the shadow of the case would follow her aftermath for devon's family the guilty verdict was both a relief and a heartbreak nothing could bring her back nothing could erase the image of her final moments but at least there was justice at least the system had recognized her death for what it was, a brutal, senseless murder. For the community, the case became a cautionary tale. People who had brushed off the screaming next door or ignored the bruises on Devon's arms now lived with guilt. The warning signs had been everywhere, and no one had stepped in before it was too late. And for the wider world, the story

became a reminder that domestic violence doesn't fit into neat boxes. It happens in straight couples, in queer couples, in marriages, in dating relationships. It hides behind closed doors, growing louder and uglier until one day the door bursts open and the whole world sees the tragedy inside. The Legacy of Devon Guzman. Today, when people talk about the case, they don't just talk about the crime. They talk about Devin. the bright, funny, complicated young woman who wanted to be loved and safe but ended up trapped in a deadly cycle. Her story has been told in true crime shows, in documentaries, in podcasts. Each retelling serves as both a memorial and a warning, love shouldn't hurt. And when it does,

it can kill. Hi, I'm Darren Marler, host of the Weird Darkness podcast. I want to talk about the most important tool in my podcast belt. Spreaker is the all-in-euvre one platform that makes it easy to record, host, and distribute your show everywhere, from Apple Podcasts to Spotify. But the real game changer for me was Spreeker's monetization. Spreaker offers dynamic ad insertion. That means you can automatically insert ads into your episodes. No editing required.

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