Sword and Scale - Episode 341

Episode Date: March 1, 2026

When Sean Lannon arrived at his uncle Mike’s house in March 2021, it appeared to be the start of a family tragedy. But, as investigators investigated further, a much darker story started to come to light - one that spanned across states and years, prompting everyone to question how well they truly knew him.Get instant access to all episodes, including premium unreleased episodes, commercial-free at swordandscale.com

Sword and scale contains adult themes and violence and is not intended for all audiences. Listener discretion is advised. That they had a big fight and generalist with a guy. 2026 has been a weird year, hasn't it? And it's barely begun. Man. When everyone looks at something and half the population sees one thing and the other half sees one thing, and the other half sees something completely different.

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The quiet street was swallowed by chaos. I look out the window and there were a bunch of, you know, police officers were out here. and we had to come out and see what the commotion was about and it wasn't good. It wasn't good. In a community with crime rates well below the national average,

no one expected a violent crime, let alone the murder of a senior citizen. This rare crime would go down as the only murder in the community for years. Never issues like this, never see anything like this. Everybody kind of keeps themselves, the neighborhood's really nice people. Everybody, it's just a shock

when something like this happens. 66-year-old Michael Debkowski was found murdered in his laundry room. He was bludgeoned in the head. His face masked in a sweatshirt. The only thing missing from the home was his car. I was really shocked. I was really upset to find out who it was. Mike was a real good guy.

He was a type of guy that would help you out if you need a hand, if you see you out in the yard working. Always we, when he go by, always had a kind thing to say to you. never seen him, you know, mad. Just it's a total shock that it happened to him. Mike never married. Instead, he spent his time away from work as an engineering consultant, volunteering in the community. He was active in his church, taught religious education,

and was a member of the Catholic fraternal organization, Knights of Columbus. He was even a big brother of America, mentoring youth. It's a terrible way for anybody to go. You know, you're in your own home. you know, to be cut down like that by yourself alone. I just hope it doesn't happen again around here. That was horrible to see. It all started with a call from a woman named Carol.

She spoke with Mike multiple times a day, every day. That afternoon, at about 1 p.m., she was talking to Mike when his demeanor suddenly changed. He ended the call saying he would call her back. She was left on the other end of the phone, wondering what was going on. when she never heard back from him and was only getting to his voicemail, she called police. The police conducted a welfare check at his residence,

85 Myrtle Avenue. There was no response when they knocked on the door. They walked around the house looking through the windows for any sign of Mike. Finally, they managed to lift the garage door a few inches. That's when they noticed his car was gone. They ran the plates through the system. And they found out that the license plate was scanned by an automated plate reader in Camden, New Jersey.

Carol told police that Mike would only ever visit his brother, but that he would take a train. As far as she knew, he didn't have any trips planned. The police decided to go into the home. They lifted the garage door just enough for an officer to crawl underneath. Once in the garage, he immediately noticed the interior door had signs of force. entry. On the other side of the door was the laundry room, and on the floor was Mike in a pool of blood. Mike put up a fight, though. The struggle that ended in his death had started in the kitchen, went through the living room, and ended up in the laundry room. When police told Carol about Mike's

death, her first question was whether Sean Lannan had murdered him. Breaking news, the search for a person of interest in a South Jersey murder. We have a scary situation here in Gloucester County. Well, it could be. This guy could be anywhere at this point. Police are looking for. Sean Lannon is wanted in connection with yesterday's homicide and he's Greenwich Township. Investigators say he's considered absolutely armed and dangerous.

Yeah, this is a national manhunt right now. There's a stolen car from South Jersey that he may be using a blue Honda CRV with Jersey plates. Also, they think he was spotted at the Water Ranch Transportation Center, which will likely send off alarm bells all over the Philly area because that is the bus station right next to the Ben Franklin Bridge. You can take a bus in the Philly in five minutes. You can take the river line up and down the river, or you can take the Patco High Speed Line to Locust Street if you wanted. The manhunt for Sean Lannin was nationwide, but he was from New Jersey. He grew up there. He went to high school and ran track. Nobody thought his name would be in the news for anything like this,

though. But the reason Carol suspected Sean was that Mike had been in Sean's life since he was a child. Sean didn't have a father growing up, so his mother, Lynn, enrolled him in the Big Brother program. Mike became his big brother and father figure. His father was a career criminal. I married him in 1970. I was a couple years in. I knew I didn't wish to be married to him anymore. She explained life was so hard when Sean was young, and over time she came to rely on Mike, too. Because I was a single parent, da-da-da-da-da. And I worked, too. So I counted on Mike to kind of pick up

the slack. We were just poor. The single women are just poor. It's just part of the end. So I know Mike was good to him in terms of, you know, possession. because I couldn't. I couldn't. And it was hard. And I was grateful for Mike that the kids could have clothes that, you know,

otherwise we shopped in goodwill. Mike became a lifelong fixture in Sean's life, following him into adulthood and even marriage. His in-laws even knew the man everyone called Uncle Mike. We knew Uncle Mike. Uncle Mike was at plenty of birthday parties

and dinners at the house. He was a big brother that stayed in his life. He was his father. He was. Family friend. That was like a father figure to him. I could remember his name while my sister. Like, oh, Uncle Mike.

Uncle Mike. Everyone who knew Uncle Mike knew him as an upstanding citizen and a great man who devoted himself to others rather than selfish pursuits. But years after his big brother mentorship, when Sean grew up, He started sharing his childhood trauma with his wife. I knew Jen had said that he was molested when he was a kid.

They never said Uncle Mike. He never shown any dislike of Uncle Mike. Uncle Mike was always wonderful. My sister told me at one point, I didn't know if it was him, that Sean had been molested as a kid, had a rough childhood. But I did not know what was him. I didn't connect the dots there. But everything seemed normal when we met.

I met Mike. I didn't see, you know, I knew they were close friends. It was a father figure. I didn't see anything out of ordinary there. While everyone seemed to know about Sean's childhood trauma, no one put two and two together. It was too hard to imagine that Mike, the man who gave so much to the Lannin family

and asked for nothing in return, could be the one who had molested Sean. But there was one person Sean shared more with. The longtime nanny to his kids remember Sean mentioning an old score that needed settling. And Mike, I've known for years about Mike. He would never leave his kids alone with Mike. So he had mentioned sexual assault that occurred when he was a young boy right before his teens up until Army. went off to the artery.

He had said that was an old story that he would have settled in life. The anger he must have felt, the shame that must have lingered with him for years. Two days after the murder on March 10th, the manhunt was over. He was arrested and questioned about his reasons for killing a retired old man. The man that molested me as a child, my big brother, big brothers, big sisters, whenever. At 47 years old, something snapped in Sean Lannin. He had three young kids. People who knew him say they were his whole world,

but somewhere along the line, something in Sean's world shifted. He could no longer live with what he claimed Mike Debkowski did to him as a child. He had to take control back. I wanted the pictures from Mr. Michael. wanted the pictures back. He wanted to get with the pictures? So I took Bean. On March 8th, when Mike saw Sean Lannin

walking up to his driveway, he ended the call with Carol because he knew it couldn't be good. Mike had been lending Sean money for years, but he never seemed to get back on his feet. This time, Sean didn't want money. He wanted the sexually explicit photos

he claimed Mike took of him as a kid. Sean said Mike denied having those photos. So he punched him in the face a few times. Because he just gave me the fucking pictures. I'm probably going to fight about it. Sean said after a few stiff punches, Mike gave him the pictures. But Sean wasn't done. He escalated the situation and the two started to scuffle.

At 66 years old, Mike wasn't as strong as he used to be and quickly tried to retreat through the living room. But Sean pursued. The laundry room connects the rest of the house to the garage. Mike was trying to escape. But Sean found a hammer. He struck Mike on the head and he collapsed to the floor. With his mission complete, Sean locked the house and left,

planning to steal Mike's car. But when he got outside, he realized he didn't have the keys. He had to force his way back into the home to get the keys off of Mike's dead body. Problem was, Mike wasn't dead. He lay on the floor, barely breathing. Sean grabbed a nearby sweatshirt and placed it over his head so he wouldn't get covered in blood. And swung the hammer a few more times. He expired the moment that I realized I had time to finish him.

It looks like, I'm proud of that. I'm proud of anything? That's horrible, too. No one gave a fuck about me when I was... I was being able to put two in half years. It doesn't justify it. I feel bad. Sean took Mike's life.

He called this man uncle since childhood. He expressed remorse, but there was no emotion behind the words. What happened to Sean? And after all of these years, he suddenly let all this harbor. aggression out. He was a nice man. He ran track.

He ran on cross-country. He was fun-loving. I didn't know that he had potential sexual molestation in front of his big brother. I didn't know that. After his arrest, Sean's mother Lynn said she never knew. She claimed naivety for not seeing it. But there was a lot about Sean she didn't know, didn't see until it was too late.

Two days earlier on March 8th before he was arrested, it wasn't just a national manhunt. It was a national concern. Police standing guard tonight at the scene of yesterday's homicide on East Greenwich Township, Gloucester County. And at this hour, the search continues for Sean Lannett, not only for this crime, but also in connection with a multiple killing. Turns out that Lanin is also a person of interest in a quadruple murder in New Mexico.

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News reports painted a picture of a violent attack, a desperate escape, and a suspect now tied to four more murders in New Mexico. But the headlines didn't explain how Sean got there. And when he graduated high school, he went into the Army for five years. He went to Kosovo, which if you know the history of Kosovo, it was a violent, mass grave, Milosvich, ethnic cleansing. I mean, it was just like a nightmare. But he didn't see back the same young man, even over with.

I'm sure a lot of soldiers are the same man. And they see atrocities. And I said, Sean, you need some PTSD help. You need some help with this. This is too much. Sean was never the same after his tour in Kosovo. Lingering mental scars added to his already damaged mental health. It seemed his whole perspective on life had shifted.

He divorced his first wife when he came home. He told me there could be no God because of what he saw. What he saw in combat took a toll on Sean. But it wasn't long before the old Sean started to shine through. It was in McDonald's one day and he met a girl named Liz. They were a whole mother of seven years together. For a short time, Sean seemed content, but it wouldn't last. It was while he was with Liz that he met Jennifer Whitman.

I mean, they met probably about nine years ago. She had been married at that point and from her first husband. She was in her home nurse. That's how they met. She was in there working and that's how they met. It wasn't long after Jen started working as an in-home nurse for Sean and Liz at a relationship developed. And they were having a secret affair at that point, which eventually came out. She was married to somebody else. They had an affair.

And then they were just like, you know, star across the lovers and everything was like wonderful and everything like that. At that point, she left their first husband. They got together. Both Sean and Jen were already. already married, but that didn't seem to matter. Their fare turned into a full-fledged relationship, and then they got married. She went off for show them. Did what they did. They got married in March of 2013.

None of us were there. We found out through Facebook. Their relationship blossomed, and it wasn't long before they welcomed their first child into the world. A little girl. About a year later, they had a second little girl. Not long after that, Jen was pregnant. again, this time with a boy.

From the outside, everything was perfect. He had a decent job. He was good at his job. He enjoyed his job. He enjoyed the, you know, being able to provide. He liked that. Saul was a hard worker. He was an excellent dad.

Yeah. He loved Jen and he did anything for Jen. Yeah. I mean, through the years, they seemed to be okay. But behind the scenes, the couple was struggling. On some level, she wanted that picture of them because you grew up in church and, you know, everybody wants to be married and, you know, have that capital house with the white thick fence and kids running around. She wanted to put on a facade that she was altogether and she could maintain that for a while until the need for, you know, drugs to work. Jen started to slip into drug addiction.

Jim was having some troubles with prescription drugs. She hurt her back before she left her first husband, and she was owned some pain pillows for her back. It started slowly at first, but then escalated quickly. She lost her nursing license because of her addiction and sank deeper into it. Soon, there were issues that couldn't be missed, even through the facade of the perfect life.

And the first time Dreyfus was called in New Jersey was because she was violent. She was on the drug. She was violent. And she threw, like, bar chairs at him. And the babysitter got bad. Babyser called them. Diphs, as it's referred to, or D-YFS,

stands for the Division of Youth and Family Services in New Jersey. Then we had to have protection plans in place. So it was me and Sean on the protection plan. And she couldn't be left alone. with the kids on Super Blessed. Jen's addiction only got worse. In 2016, she had a heroin overdose. Diphis took the kids in 2017.

I got the call that night. Sean says, come home, Mom. They're taking the kids. I got home. There was Difis in my house. And so we had the kids for the next 49 days while she was supposed to be getting herself together. Sean was getting therapy.

And that was their life. A cycle of Jen strung out on opiates, going to rehab, getting out, and eventually relapsing again. All the while, they were trying to convince DYFS that the kids weren't in danger. Sean worked at an oil refinery, putting in a lot of hours.

Sometimes he would be gone for weeks at a time leaving the kids with Jen. This led to a lot of calls to DYFS. Needless to say, they weren't convinced. But in late 2017, Sean got an opportunity within his company. He was offered another job in New Mexico. They were getting ready to move into Mexico about three or four years ago, I think it was. I'm sure they both looked at it as a fresh start in a new state.

Sean moved to New Mexico with the kids and Jen returned to rehab. You know, she got out of rehab, she came back. He divorces her, he takes her to, you know, dices and gets her parental rights taken away. She didn't really deserve any parental rights. They were divorced just by paper. They were still together as a husband and wife. They never left each other only the time that Jen was in the rehab for one, three or four months. So I knew about it. I didn't know why.

Right. I think from what I understood, It was that they ran to lose custody of the kids if they stayed married. So they got a divorce so Sean could hold full custody of the kids. And the kids would be safe. So they went to lose it because Jen was going through her drug problem. Of course, Jen was still there. She lived in the house with Sean and the kids. She had no rights on paper, but in reality, when Sean wasn't home,

she had full responsibility for their three small children. Taking care of her kids was difficult for Jen. She often chose her addiction over her children. Then, Sean got sick. I wasn't really living nanny these past couple of years, but when Sean got diagnosed with cancer, I was there a lot. I want to say it's his lungs. I think it's mesothelioma.

I'm not sure. I know he was seeing a doctor. I used to take him the treatments every day up until October. When he was real bad, when he first started getting. female. He used to have to be like just walked to the bathroom and everything. Like he could barely stand up. So I would stay there a lot of times. I would stay there. Sean was so sick that he was physically wrecked. Jen wasn't any help. So they had to hire a nanny to help take care of the kids. Then Sean lost his job because of all the time off. The little

money they had started to dwindle fast. And the problems with Jen got worse. Jen had run off with somebody after he had an argument that she hit him with a frowning pain and he was bruised up and marked up from that and that she ran off with some guy that went to Arizona. That they had a big fight and Jen left with a guy. According to Sean, Jen abandoned her family at their lowest point. It's unlike my daughter to go two weeks without calling us. I don't know if three weeks, it's unlike my daughter not calling us or texting us three weeks.

January February moved forward, talking to my parents about finding a missing the person report because Sean wasn't really communicating to my parents as much. He gave us little information, and all of a sudden, once we started pushing the police, it seemed like that's where he started talking, oh, you know, I saw her two weeks ago, or she only comes around for money. You know, I'll see her soon, and he even said that he saw her in town. and I just kept saying this guy, something doesn't seem right.

On March 5th, 2021, three days before the murder of Mike Dubkowski and the National Manhunt, in the concrete shadows of an Albuquerque airport parking garage, a worn-down pickup truck waited for someone to find what was inside. James, this is Aerospace Defense Officer Martinez with SCIS. I'm on patrol in the garage. I have a vehicle here on the fourth floor, and within five feet of the vehicle,

you could smell some sort of rotten, pungent odor. On the fourth floor of the airport parking garage was a maroon Ford Ranger, backed into a spot far from all the other cars. While the truck was suspicious, with all the storage bins loaded inside and out, It was the wafts of rot that got the security guards attention. The vehicle is filled with multiple tubs. Storage containers, plastic storage containers, throughout the bed of the vehicle as well as the cab. Anything, okay, are you going to...

No, I'm not sending an officer because of the vehicle stinks. Okay. All right, well, thank you very much. The truck didn't have any signs of a break-in. and no one was inside. It was just very smelly. But the guard couldn't let it go. He finished checking the rest of the garage

and then took his suspicion to his boss. His boss couldn't let it go either. Hey, Josh, this is Mark 911 down at Lanside. How are you? Good, how you doing? Good, good. Hey, I went up to level four. It just looks weird, man.

It is packed full of stuff, like tarp down in the back and every seat in the cab is fully loaded, including the driver's seat with like rubber made toads and stuff. And there is an odor there, and he said he talked to you guys, and I understand that the truck is registered, and, you know, there's really not a whole lot to go on, but, I mean, it might not be a bad idea that maybe I have an officer to look at it, dude.

It just looks weird, dude. Eventually, patrol officers were dispatched to the fourth level of the Sunport parking garage. The bed of the little pickup truck was filled with storage totes covered with a deflated air mattress. A broken headboard from a twin bed weighted all down. The cab of the truck was filled with miscellaneous items. Every surface, even the driver's seat, was packed with stuff. Boxes of loose clothing were scattered in the backseat. A Thomas the tank engine-themed toy box was rammed behind the driver's seat.

The passenger seat was piled. with stuff and covered by a tarp. It was more than just a little strange that someone would park a truck loaded with personal items at the airport and leave it there. It's not like people usually need to catch a flight in the middle of moving, and I'm pretty sure that people that live out of their car aren't world travelers. Yeah, like, behind the seat right there with a couple's blood on her shirt, like those loppers right there.

Yeah, I can't tell that's rust on it or, I don't know. Like around the blade part, it kind of looks red. Reddish. Could be rust-fixed based on what we're looking at it. The patrol officers immediately understood what the security guards were talking about. This truck reeked of decay. They called a forensic investigator to determine if they were justified in their concerns. How are you, ladies?

Hi there. We have a suspicious situation here that's a bunch of big couple worked out in the back. It smells off your bad. Exactly. We kind of pulled one over and it looks like there might be... I don't know. So... I don't know.

People then, I'm out of here. Just kidding. It was such an outlandish idea that the officer giggled. Body parts, you say? Ha, ha, ha. Don't be silly. Oh, look, it looks like there's like... Oh, that's like...

Oh. When officers peeled back one of the totes lids, they were smacked in the face with the thick stench of decomposition. Patrol officers led the forensic investigator around the truck, pointing out what looked like blood, hair, and human skin. The police weren't sure what was going on with that little red truck, but they were going to find out. The truck was registered to 60-year-old Randall Apostolon. an Albuquerque local. He had no criminal record. How his truck ended up at the airport was a mystery.

The major crime scene team and the office of the medical investigator methodically documented the contents of each tote. The first tote contained a bloody deflated swimming pool, but underneath was a male torso. The torso was missing a head, a left arm, and the legs below the knees. It was covered in tattoos and clothed from the waist down. Whoever dismembered his body was in such a hurry that they cut through the clothes. In the second tote, they found another torso, covered by a red and white blanket. It was missing the head, both legs, and a right hand. The blade from a reciprocating saw was lodged into the rib cage.

It had a tattoo on the right shoulder and was clothed from the waist up. In the third tote, they found a single human thigh. In the fourth tote, they found a fully clothed and fully intact body of a female under a blanket. Her hair was dyed blonde with streaks of red. She was curled in a fetal position and crammed into a 50-gallon bin. Each tote added a piece to the story. They found human remains, but also the tools used to dismember them. They found black gloves and multiple knives covered in blood.

In the Thomas the Tank Engine themed toy box, they found a head, two legs, and strands of hair, clinging to a bloody hacksaw. I don't think I have to stress how unsettling it is to find this gruesome scene inside a children's toy chest. It's downright nightmare inducing. It was already one of the most disturbing crime scenes in Albuquerque. history. And then they pulled back the tarp in the front seat. Underneath

was the complete body of a man. He was curled in a fetal position with his knees on the floorboard. His arms were pinned under his body and his head was forced into the seat back. There was evidence of severe

trauma to the head and face. When they pulled the crumpled body out of the truck, they understood why. underneath the body was a blood-covered, short-handled sledgehammer. It was clear that the body in the passenger seat was the owner of the truck, Randall. From what officers could tell, he looked like his license photo. Detectives now had to find out why Randall was dead in his own truck, with the dismembered bodies of three others.

They also needed to identify the man caught on airport surveillance cameras parking the truck. But they started their investigation with the address associated with Randall's license. What do you, gentlemen, with him with, he's my brother. Right. And you're looking for him? Yeah. I really don't know where he is, to be honest with you. Okay.

All he does is receive his mail here. Oh, okay. Okay. So. Where do you think he's living? I truly think he's living out of his vehicle. I truly believe. Tell me why you think that?

Because. He's destitute. He's broke. Okay. He's scraping for gas to put it in the truck. Randall's brother Mark didn't seem surprised when police showed up asking about him. Randall was homeless living out of his truck. He did random tree trimming to make money.

But Mark was adamant that Randall couldn't be responsible for anything that required a police investigation. What I will do, gentlemen, is I will give. Can I get your name too? Sure. We're going to write it down. Because that way, and if you want to put your number two, I'll tell me to call these guys. You're a person of interest in a murder. No, I'm kidding about that.

You know, being a police officer is hard. Can you imagine having a conversation with someone all the while knowing that their brother is dead? But you can't tell them because they haven't been positively identified yet. Just imagine how painful that would be. But I'll just tell him your person of interest. Yes. And to talk to him.

So I don't know what's going on. And even if you don't hear from him but hear from somebody else that might know where he is, please call us. Yeah. The police still couldn't divulge that information. Not until they knew the connection to the other murders. Thankfully, they didn't have to wait long. The sheriff's office from Subola County, New Mexico called to explain. that the descriptions of the dismembered body parts

match the descriptions of three missing persons in their jurisdiction. Police have identified four bodies that were found in a vehicle at the Sunport on Friday. Three of the victims, 21-year-old Matthew Miller, 40-year-old Justin Matta and 39-year-old Jennifer Lannon, had been reported missing out of grants back in January. Officials are investigating how the fourth victim,

61-year-old Randall-Appostalone, is connected to the other. The heavily tattooed torso was identified as 40-year-old Justin Mata, last seen by his girlfriend on January 17th. The torso with a single shoulder tattoo was identified as 21-year-old Matthew Miller, last seen by his grandmother on January 24th. The intact female body was identified as none other than 39-year-old Jennifer Lannin, Sean's ex-wife. The Subola Sheriff's Office also told, old Albuquerque detectives that all three were tied to drugs and that their main suspect, Sean Lannon, had already likely fled to New Jersey. We're just in that the multi-state manhunt is now over for a man wanting the connection

with five murders. Minutes ago, we learned that federal marshals captured Sean Lannin in St. Louis, Missouri. Sean fled New Mexico with his kids on March 4th. The bodies in the truck weren't found until the following day, March 5th. By March 7th, the local police in New Jersey were already taking the kids from Sean's family. Sean was on the run in Virginia. He spoke with police that night. They told him they wanted to talk to him and that they had already found the body of his wife.

He agreed to return home, but never did. Instead, he made a beeline for Mike's house. He arrived on March 8th. By the time Sean was arrested on Mark, March 10th, he had already made it all the way to St. Louis in Mike's car. He was caught sleeping inside. He had some questions to answer. One day I took a walk of Walmart, pretty a double straw or empty to go get groceries. Half hour into the walk of relevance and how my food cart turned around. Came back. I'm in the front door. Went down in the hallway to get my food card on my

dresser. I noticed it was quiet. I mean, the kids opened the door. Jen and Justin went there and they were fucking I knew they were divorced whenever. I was like idiots.

The fuck of the kids. Grab them card. Seeing Jen fucking another man didn't really faze Sean. He was just worried about the kids. He didn't see them or hear them. So call the kids, nothing. Open the door. Crossed her mind.

some pile of blankets behind the blankets for the kids Sean runs to his kids and picks up one of his daughters doesn't seem like he breathes and so flippin out put her against her I could feel her she's a shallow breathes his daughter is non-responsive barely breathing he looks at the other two kids neither one seem to have a pulse I'm flipping out like what the fuck do you do

Justin's putting lost clothes comes in like done it's a hundred times and you're like they're fine they're fine you're fine. I'm like, gonna find that reason. What fuck you do? Because when they drugged them something in their medicine. Justin assured Sean that he and Jen had done this a hundred times.

They drug the kids so they would go to sleep so they could fuck. Sean was livid. Justin ran out the room, got the house immediately. Jen picked up their son, the youngest. He showed no signs of pulse or breathing.

Their baby was dead. This is the kids on the forehead. All three of them. I'll see you in a minute. She goes to do all of her shit. Jen, believing she was responsible for the death of her kids, didn't call for help.

She went to the bedroom and prepared her heroin. Sean, with his medic training from the military, didn't give up so easily. They said they also blew a heroin smoke in their faces. So they don't know if Narcanman works. We looked around the garage and a fountain. In case you don't know, Narcan is a brand name for a drug called naloxone. It reverses the effects of opioids.

A person overdosing on opiates and near death can be brought back in seconds with this drug. But Sean only found a single dose. So in a matter of moments, he grabbed some straws and some duct tape and rigged a dual applicator. He placed it under the noses of the two kids without a heartbeat. Normally, people who overdosed snap awake, but with Sean's kids, nothing happened. He was convinced they were beyond saving. He placed the barely breathing daughter on the couch so the nanny would see her when she arrived. With the other two kids dead, Sean felt like a failure.

He no longer had a reason to live. So, I see him in a minute. That's the bedroom. Jen was already out with the heroin was enough to take her life so I really should breathe in she wasn't an OD Jen had shot up the rest of her heroin

in an attempt to end her life but it wasn't enough she was breathing and she wasn't going to die Sean psyched himself up for what he was about to do he blamed her over and over for their children's deaths and then I put the pistol behind her head

and I pulled the trigger was fucking level a second later and put the pistol on my mouth my handle up just slipped past my teeth I am my son cried out

what the fuck I do now right before he pulled the trigger and blew his own brains out his son woke up and cried out. The kids weren't dead. Sean immediately abandoned his suicide attempt. Now, the only problem was that he had already shot his wife. I knew I was living on barbed time at that point, so I needed to get my kids somewhere safe back home. Sean knew he would eventually get caught, but he wanted to get his kids to his family, so they wouldn't be taken away. He starts preparing

for their trip, but can't shake his anger for Justin. He blames him for the whole situation. He decides to kill him. He used Jen's phone to text him that everything was fine and to come over. All the while still abating Justin Mata. He's response for the drugging that I'm doing that to my kids. It took like a week. It came to the house.

We were in the laundry room, connected to the garage. That's where I killed him. Troy Gillum, he offered up a trade. His phone had pictures of Sean Michael standing there naked in my living room. I don't know what the fuck was named with William or Matthew, Miller, whatever the fuck his name is.

With his fucking dick on my son's shoulder. In an attempt to save his life, Justin offered pictures to Sean. The pictures were of his naked son. On one side of his son was Matthew Miller. On the other was a man named Daniel Limos. Both had their exposed penises resting on the little boy's shoulders. Sean's childhood trauma must have flooded back at that moment.

He was tempted to let Justin go until he confessed he was the one who took the picture. Flashbacks of Uncle Mike probably flooded his brain along with all the unresolved feelings of anger and shame. Then he realized why Justin had the pictures. He was selling them. He wanted to know if he could do a shot of heroin for it. So I said, well, if you find any in the vent, so he was looking down in the vent.

He didn't see it coming. I might Sean in the back of the head. It disgusted me. That was gross. Sean now had two murders to clean up, but he wasn't done yet. Sean wanted to kill the two men in the picture abusing his son. He tried to lure them to the house one at a time. Eventually, Matthew Miller showed up alone.

I asked him about the thing with my son. He said that it wasn't his idea, and I was like, give an erection in the picture. He had forced someone to have an erection in your child. I shot him in the garage, put up the bag of the same, wheelchair. It's disgusting. This time, Sean planned ahead and lined the garage floor with

tarps and whatever he could find, so there wouldn't be much to clean up. But Matthew's body missed. The fat kid felt kind of weird. It's like, and my hand was in part of the brain and picked up by his head, his hair, and kind of wig on the back on to

when I had to contain it. You know, it's disgusting. Sean was running out of time. Ever since he lost his job, he'd been living off of unemployment. But with Jen's, let's say spending habits, they were getting kicked out of the house.

The water and the electricity had already been shut off. He didn't have time to get to his next target. I've been trying to get Daniel like most in the house for fucking weeks. He just wasn't that stupid. His original idea when he started dismembering Justin and Matthew

was that maybe you could get away with it. Maybe he could cut them up small enough that he could get rid of the pieces discreetly. But after he started, he found out how hard it was, and also how utterly disgusting. He tried using a reciprocating saw to cut through Matthew's torso, but rather than cut through the bone, it got stuck and started violently shaking the corpse instead. Ugh, that's terrifying. So he resorted to knives, and,

hand saws and settled for just making them small enough to fit in storage totes. He spent the better part of the month cleaning the home. He ripped up the carpet and scrubbed the garage floor. He used so much bleach that he got blisters. Then came the time when he needed to dispose of the bodies. He had a literal truckload of storage bins. That's when he met Randall Apostle. on.

Yeah, and then meet up with Randy says he can move it. Sean didn't have a car, so he needed help moving the totes. He asked around the street until he heard about Randall, or Randy. Randy was living out of his truck and was always looking to make a quick buck. Randy told Sean he could not only move his stuff, but also store it, but it would cost $150 bucks. He took him to one storage unit, but it was full, so, after driving around for a while, Randy changed his mind.

He told Sean it was going to cost him another $150. He just leases me for the $150, drives me back, like, get your shit out. And I'm like, what? And he's like, yeah, you're like, I don't say nothing about what's in the boxes. So at that point, I'm getting a fight. Of course, Randy knew what was in the boxes. It had been weeks at this point.

Even in the chilly temperatures of Albuquerque in February, the smell was starting to point to signs of something, something sinister. I think death has a smell that you're not going to forget anything soon. Randy knew. As Sean slowly realized Randy knew, he was left with only one option. He had to kill him.

If he ratted him out, he'd never get his kids to safety. He had to. For his kids. You guys in driver's seat? I could hit him two or three times in my hands. I flipped the key to dissolve position. At some point my hand got so over, hit him with a hammer. Blood was splattered.

It's pretty fucking disgusting. It's huge pot-lott-on to eat the truck coming on the side door. Horrible. Horrible. Pretty horrible. I'm taking a pleasure in that it was disgusting. When my kids would be safe. I could have failed that in last year and a half.

He claimed he took no joy in what he did, and that he did it all for the safety of his kids. But Sean's story didn't end with Jen or with Mike. In custody, he would make a claim so staggering, so horrifying, that investigators couldn't even believe it at first. He said there were more, many more. Sean's childhood was marked by sexual abuse. His adult life and marriage to Jen unraveled under the weight of addiction and violence.

He killed four people in New Mexico, including Jen, and tried to hide their bodies in a truck at the airport. Days later, he showed up at Uncle Mike's house. Mike was a mentor, a father figure, but he had abused Sean as a child. That night ended with another brutal murder. When caught, he confessed. But when police thought he was done, he had more to say. The one time I stayed in the back with kids. The one came in, started beating the fuck out of gin.

Some dudes, like, she's on the ground. She's on the face. I don't think he realized I was there. Sean saw the violence in his home against his wife, near his children, and he lost it. He claimed this was the first time he took a life. Yeah, it was always something relative to Jen. He claimed there were 11 others he killed,

connected to Jen through drugs. When they came looking for the money she owed and got violent, Sean would have to step in to protect his kids. Your bodies are in the Nalpie. M-A-L-A. The lavitudes, 11. Sean claimed to have dumped all 11 others in the malpies. Apparently, that part of New Mexico has old lava tubes traveling deep underground.

If he threw any bodies in there, they'd never be found. He admitted that if he hadn't been caught in St. Louis, he would have returned to New Mexico to hunt down Daniel Lemus and kill him. Sean didn't blame Jen for everything. He blamed himself a lot too. But the kids deserved better. And that was his driving motivation. Jen's drug associations put the kids in danger, but so did her neglect.

But yeah, she was always heavily involved with drugs. When I first met her, it was pills. And then she lost her nursing license because of it. And she just got a deeper and deeper and deeper with it. I know that he talked all the time about her having to be. boyfriends. Then at some point he got she was prostituting herself for drugs. She would be like a drug mule. Like if she came to New Jersey, they, I didn't even know they did stuff. They hide things in their bodies. I didn't even know about that. Jennifer, I mean, I've seen her get caught in from the kids,

leave her kids for hours. She never used to get their diapers. Like they'd sit for days. They wouldn't eat, nothing. Jen's addiction affected their kids before they, were even born. Their second daughter was born with a heart defect. What a mom. And yes, I am victim blaming Susan. Victim blaming the drug addict, horrible mother. That's probably better off in the ground. Go tell your friends. Becca and Savannah both have five problems. Becca's way worse off in Savannah. I mean, she almost died when she first was born. Like she's, as one venture born her heart. She requires a lot more medical attention than the other children. She makes it to 15.

20 would be, you know, unless they come out with some new medical technique, Sven has heart issues also, yes. Sven is not expected to have a full life. She's going to need a pacemaker sooner than later. And Sean Mike wanted to be detoxed when he was born. But the baby was born drug addicted. So when the baby was born, Sean and myself, he had to hold. Do you ever see a baby coming off from a?

Yeah, that was, like, so horrible. Just holding him and his body's racking and he's screaming. The short lives of those three children sound like utter turmoil. Before Sean's arrest, the kids were taken by the state. After his arrest, the children went to Jen's brother Chris. He noticed the neglect immediately. I mean, when he came in here, you could tell they were malnourish. I mean, you could see it in their face.

And like you said, you could see their colors. Like, their eyes were, like, sunken in almost, like, all around here. They looked like they were not fed. You can tell there was some definitely neglect there, some malnourishment. They had trouble eating when we sat down for dinner or anything like that. They're getting better. You can see in their face. They got better color.

They're eating better. They're growing, it seems like. God knows what they've been through. I mean, you know, if they were left alone, defend from themselves. It's heartbreaking to think of what those kids must have experienced. But now, they're safe. The way Sean Lannon was arrested was about as peaceful away as a national manhunt could end. And when he was caught, he confessed.

And he didn't just confess once. he confessed in every jurisdiction in which he committed a crime. He pleaded guilty in New Jersey to the murder of Michael Dubkowski. He was sentenced to 35 years in prison. He pleaded guilty in New Mexico for the murders of Justin Mata, Matthew Miller, Jennifer Lannon, and Randall Apostolon. He was given 15 years each for 60 years total. They'll serve the 35 years in New Jersey,

first, then be transferred to New Mexico. Murderer, may you live your life miserably, feel the pain which you deserve to feel daily about taking the lives of innocent people. I can only wish it be hell on earth for your actions you committed. I don't know what evil poisoned your heart and mind that caused you to murder my brother, Rand Lepazlaw. What deranged state of mind consumed you to murder your ex-wife, Jennifer Lannon, or Justin Mata, or Matthew Miller, or Michael Dapowski? I do wish that New Mexico had the death penalty.

The murderer deserves the death penalty. Sean committed horrible, deplorable acts. He said he did it for the sake of his children, but was he right? I don't know. This is a tough one. What I do know is this. If someone had harmed my kids, I would be pretty relentless in protecting them.

Not sure if I'd murder someone, but you could probably push me there with enough trauma. I think a lot of parents would feel the same way. Sean loved his children that much as undeniable. But the love became twisted into enabling Jen, into endangering the very kids he wanted to protect. And finally into violence, he couldn't take back. He saw horror.

He carried trauma. And he became a monster in trying to fight monsters. I guess it's a good lesson for us all. I don't excuse what he did, but I also don't mourn every life he took. I can't feel sympathy for people who put. prey on children or people who put their own children in danger. That's the tension in Sean's story. Love twisted into vengeance, protection warped into destruction.

And maybe the scariest part is this. Sean Lannin believed he was doing the right thing. Isn't that something? How often does that happen in society when people who think they're doing the right thing are just misinformed or tricked by those with ulterior motives. You could do a lot of harm trying to do the quote unquote right thing. I think what happened there was when he went to New Jersey, I think seeing those pictures of that situation might have triggered something to do with Mike

and it's like just one of those pictures out, you know, out of Mike's possession. I don't know if there's truth to that, but, I mean, I've just heard that he's had pain in his life. And that, like, that probably makes sense knowing that, okay, if this happened to him as a kid, maybe that's why he's standing offish. I guess it just makes sense if that really did happen. I mean, you know, I can imagine. I've never been through that, but, I mean, I can imagine that, but really torment him. And that's why he felt like he needed to control certain situations.

In the end, authorities searched, but never found evidence of the illegal. 11 bodies Sean claimed were hidden in the lava tubes. Whether it was truth, exaggeration, or manipulation, no bodies were ever recovered. And those questions remain unanswered. They never found any proof of any of the pictures either. Sean said he destroyed Justin's phone and burned the photos Mike gave him. His three children were placed in the care of family far from the chaos their parents left behind. and Sean Lannin, a man who said he killed to protect his kids,

will spend the rest of his life behind bars, unable to protect anyone from anything ever again. After 13 years of doing this, I'm still trying to figure things out. Still trying to figure out what's moral and just and what isn't. So I just wanted to say that I appreciate all of the things. of you who stick around for it.