So what do "Fat Cher" a local drag queen, ropes, an interior wall and covered floors have in common? More than you might think. What could have been discovered if Officer Fernandez, Officer Barth, Officer Andre, Officer Villegas, Officer Dougherty or Lt. Reyes had ever bothered to follow up on legitimate facts presented to them during my Palm Springs' investigation.
There is no doubt that someone was breaking into Steven Frey's home and he and I both know it wasn't me. At one point Steven had a key to my home and I to his...it was something that we both thought was a good idea. I trust Steven and he trusted me. You see there would be no reason for either of us to break into the other's home, because we had keys.
The lie that Laurie perpetuates to her friends at the Palm Springs Police Department is that Steven and I weren't boyfriends and that I was ALWAYS at his home. That just simply isn't the truth. If I did spend a lot of time with Steven it was because of Laurie's execution of getting me fired from my job and taking away my apartment in Warm Sands which forced me to spend more time with Steven. That afforded me the opportunity to see what life was like for Steven with Laurie living a block away. To say that it was like a "concentration camp" would be to quote Steven Frey himself. In my own words it was a chamber of horrors constantly battling Laurie and Brian in my head and hearing Steven chanting things like, "Briefcase, Wallet, Watch and Keys" when Laurie would force him over to the LaPalme complex to give her drugs which I am sure she didn't pay much for, if at all.
Life in that guest house off Compadre Road at 2915 Baristo Road in Palm Springs, was Hell on Earth. Steven and I were fine, most of the time...I wrote volumes about what Laurie and Brian were telling me in my diaries and I liked keeping company with Steven. The one thing I was never comfortable with were people coming over to buy drugs that I didn't know. I would, in fact, go outside when these transactions would occur. I didn't want Laurie or Brian knowing the names of the customers nor did I want to know what they bought or how much. I would always excuse myself at transaction time. Steven seemed to understand that...and I kept my nose out of it.
One thing I did notice was how much Laurie resented me being there if Steven had to go out for some reason. Steven trusted me and often, when he would go out of town, I would spend the day cleaning his entire home. Floor to ceiling. Bathroom, bedroom, laundry, living room and turning his place from a mess into a home again. Steve isn't the best housekeeper and it was my way of showing him that I cared. The voices were always rough on me when Steve was there and when they weren't. Brian, pretending to be Peter DiMartino grew exceptionally angry when I would stay at Steven's when he was out of town.
Occasionally there would be a new face stop by that always seemed odd to me. Very few people came and went from that location...but three people just showed up and stayed longer than any other...first were Ken Frank and Rafe Melendes. They were funny and friendly, but Ken seemed to come over and stick around way too often for no reason but free drugs. Steven and I would joke about it, but he was harmless. Some of the stories he would tell us made little sense...like Rafe was out of town working on some computer job as a professional hacker for a bank or that Rafe had suffered a "massive coronary" heart attack, then I would see him later and nothing like that had happened. It seemed that Ken's stories had a very "Laurie" feel. I didn't mention Peter DiMartino to him but one day he showed up at Steven's and said, "what's wrong Kevin, is Peter still being an asshole?" I had, at that point, questioned Steven about Peter, but never mentioned him to Ken...this told me that Ken was involved with this crime in some way.
The only other person that came and never would leave was a drag queen humorously named "Fat Cher", whom I liked very much but always wondered where he came from. I will say that his Cher was impeccable and he genuinely seemed to care about Steven.
Steven had lots of ups and downs for no apparent reason. I would come by his home and he would be in a decent mood...stay for a while writing about Lisa and Peter in my journal; Lisa was calling herself "Sheree" then so my journal entries will refer to Sheree or Stephanie during those periods. I'd bid him a good night and he would be in a good mood, but when I would come back the next day, he would be in bed around 2:00 pm and he looked mortified and scared...sometimes crying for no reason. He wouldn't tell me anything about it. I'd ask him what was wrong, he'd just look at me and cry. Now I think I know why.
For some reason I always blamed myself for his depression...he would talk about being "toxic" and tell me that I would eventually leave him too. I thought that was crazy and didn't know why he would say that...now I know why.
On one of his trips out of town while I was cleaning I was picking up clothes in his room to do his laundry...when I picked up the clothes at the foot of his bed I noticed something that I'd never seen before...rope. A long piece of rope was put under the foot of his bed that sat on the floor. He had a frame and a mattress and this rope was put under both and stuck out long enough to reach the top of his bed with some slack. Then I looked at the top of the bed and there was another rope that I'd never seen before. Now I'd cleaned his home a few times but this was new...they were placed so nobody would notice them.
Now, I'm not into bondage nor would anyone that knows me say that...and Steven and I didn't have sex so I wrote this off as something that he was in to but I didn't know about. Still, nobody ever came over there and he wasn't sexual in my estimation...this seemed like an awfully planned out bondage set up for someone that had no interest in sex. In fact, Steven had no interest in anything sexual during the entire time I knew him at that guest house...we were friends too so that was okay. This is where the ropes were located:
Here's the thing that confuses people but it shouldn't. When I got raped it would have been impossible for Steven to have done it like Peter was telling me using these RFID chips. He, not being sexual, was in excruciating pain in his lower and middle back...in July, August and September of 2007...something he would be hospitalized for three weeks in October. In September I was raped and Steven could barely move. Later he would be prediagnosed with meningitis which would later turn out to be third stage syphilis. He almost died.
The only reason I named him as a suspect is because he was the only person in that home when I went to sleep AND because Peter, on the microphone, told me that he and Steven raped me together. Steven maintained that he didn't know Peter and his alibi was taking a man to the Ontario airport that morning which left time for "Peter" to have done this himself.
Steven kept his drugs in a key locked safe...it was in the garage area exposed to the "horse stalled" entry way into it. In other words if someone wanted to get to that safe they would have to simply go through the open stalls and right by the laundry in the garage and nobody would know. Steven developed a really bad phobia about that...
People always ask me why would you accuse Steven and then go back to his home. Steven will tell you this and so will I. I asked Steven what happened that morning. Though he denied anything he knew, the look that he always got when I would come over in the mornings when he would be crying came over his face. Clearly something that happened to me, happened to him on more than one occasion. I accused Steven because of the facts...in his home...only one there...and Peter telling me he and Steven did it. I actually told Steven that I was going to report that crime and I told him that I didn't think he raped me...but I did think he knew who did. It could have been a set up, but there is no way he was physically capable of hurting me. I thought the police would go to his home and find evidence pointing to the rapist. I also thought that if "Peter"was raping Steven, like I was told and you will see in my diaries, that Steven would name him or the person that was pretending to be him to the police. I thought this would end his torture and mine.
So where does "Fat Cher" come in. After the rape, Steven became more leary of an intruder so both he and I knocked out his bedroom wall and built an interior wall inside of the garage that would no longer allow anyone to enter the garage and have access to his drug safe or his laundry room. Steven worked night and day on this wall inside the home. I helped him hauling out concrete and bricks but the job was difficult due to a whole bunch of mysterious boxes that filled the horse stalls from the entrance of the stalls right up to his laundry. This stuff showed up out of nowhere and seemed to multiply. Steven never really gave me an explanation for these boxes and didn't want be bothering with them...enter Fat Cher.
Just before the interior wall was done, this drag queen would come over and he literally cleaned up the whole garage...organized it and made Steven's garage a whole lot easier to get around in. He did for Steven outside what I did inside...it was a nice gesture. What I've found out now is that he was another victim of this technology that Laurie sent over to keep an eye on me while Steven was gone...we became friends and the important thing about his inventorying of these items is that they appear to be related to burglaries where Laurie and Brian, allegedly robbed someone then forced Steven to keep this stuff or Laurie would call the cops on Steven's drug dealing...a sort of stash house for stolen goods. But there is more than just storage going on here.
By storing her "loot" at Steven's she could deny any involvement in the crime if someone found her, BUT Laurie also believed and TOLD ME that she could go over to Steven's home any time she felt like it. I guess she thought that since her stolen goods were there...she had the right to just go over whenever she wanted!!!! She's like that, just ask Jonathan Mendenhall...she thinks that every home of a victim is hers for the entering. Cher's memory will provide us with a list of the stolen items as she inventoried and put them away. Perhaps even the names of the victims will be seen. I know I saw Gary Bowman's father's name on his electric bill in all that junk. Not something that Steven would have.
One last thing that was done inside the home was the removal of carpet that was there when both Steven and I were raped, but it was covered with cement flooring by Steven after the wall was finished. Apparently that interior wall didn't work too well though because text messages that I got accused me of "ransacking" his home that apparently was burglarized again after I left for good.
My point is this...whomever sent me that text knew he'd been robbed despite an enormous effort to keep someone out...the ropes under his bed were meant to restrain someone...probably by the person that knocked he and I out and raped us. I know that Steven knows whom it is and if police told him, with confidence that they were not working with Lisa, he would come forward and name both brother and sister as the culprits....he knows them both personally, has seen them and they were certainly close enough to do that crime. Motive, rape, drugs and terror of Steven's boyfriend. Opportunity: both Ken and Fat Cher could easily have taken his keys for copying. Means...Laurie is in possession of lots of Stevens stolen mail, items...computer...and if you look at that text from his sister. "Steven's phone, wallet, computer and clothes are here..." then you know it's the thief if it isn't from the real Sheree Frey. There is an apartment in LaPalme with the Fry name on it...and that's where Steven delivered drugs to her.
Ask Steven about "Briefcase, wallet, watch and keys" and you will probably see him cringe with the memory of Laurie telling him to bring all these things with him to pay her off for the protection she provided to him from the police. Those were her words. She literally tells people that Steven owed her money for the "protection" she provided for him. When you look at that rape case and all my arrests, you can see the protection she provided. She provided the police to keep me from protecting Steven on my own without any blackmail...just friendship.
If the police had investigated anything at the time of that rape report...they could have been there with Steven in the hospital and discovered those ropes, blood, stolen goods and all kinds of evidence that would have likely exonerated Steven, found the rapist and stolen goods....I don't think that Steven would disagree. Remember I warned him I was going to report it...he had plenty of time to lock up his drugs...
The other thing to remember is that I saw a man inside Steven's room one night when "Peter" wasn't talking to me...I was worried for Steven...looked through his window and saw a man in bed with Steven...lights on...Steven out cold...and as soon as I saw him...he sat up in bed and looked right at me. Steven probably has no memory of anyone but me ever sleeping there....I never spoke to him about it because that was his business and I know what Laurie and Brian would have done. I can tell you now that I could identify that man if shown pictures...and my team had me wired that night so they can verify the truth of this recount.
