Just the other morning I let Lori LaFond in on a little secret that I've been keeping from her for a long time. She's never thought that I knew she was behind that shooting or the ramifications that followed, but I let her know that there were suspicions long before.
Before my brother in law was shot and killed, in self-defense, by Lori's uncle, he and I discussed and used drugs together. Just once or twice. It just so happened that he told me who was selling him drugs in the Palm Springs area...it was Lori Jean LaFond. He told me because she had been saying some negative things about my family and me, in particular. You know, the usual stuff, "he's a fag" and "he has AIDS" and things like that. This was nothing new for Lori. I told him that I didn't like her and he and I laughed about it. He seemed to think that Lori should mind her own business.
I remembered that Lori was selling marijuana in high school because one of my friends smoked it and he and I bought some together. He told me that he bought it from Lori LaFond, who he knew I was not friendly with. Lori must have asked him who the pot was for because it wasn't more than a day before Lori called my sister and told her that I had marijuana on me. My sister and Bessie Smith found the pot in my footlocker that was usually locked. My sister never told me how she knew it was there, but Lori had to have told her. I didn't even use any and stuck it in the trunk until I was going to use it. It was flushed down the toilet before I ever got to it. I was mad at my sister but this was the beginning of lots of coincidences that never made sense.
For instance, when I got my ear pierced in college, my sister noticed that it was pierced the second I walked in the door. I was hoping she would take a second to notice it, but she was on me like she'd been tipped off. I thought that was strange too.
I didn't know that Lori was listening in on these conversations. The conversation that must have set her off was the one when my brother in law told me where and from whom he was getting crystal meth. I knew her "big secret" and Lori is very protective of her lifestyle.
So when my brother in law was using more and more meth, it became a problem for my sister, a teacher with my parents. She couldn't live where her husband was because my parents would have taken the kids away knowing that there were drugs in the house. My sister, not wanting that to happen, moved into her own place while my brother in law decided how to handle his addiction. My parents told me that they were considering taking the kids if my sister continued to live in a home where drugs were. Instantly, Lori knew that this was something she could do. In retrospect, moving out probably saved my sister from losing the kids. She was not using anything but her husband was.
I was still living in San Diego and was being followed everywhere I went. I knew I was being followed since college but in San Diego, things were getting worse. I would talk to my sister and she was telling me that my brother in law was doing some crazy shit. He was following her around and was once in her new home with a gun pointed at her head. This wasn't like him at all. When he used meth, he was quiet and serene, like myself when I used it. My sister didn't even give him the new address, but Lori heard what it was through me, then began telling him.
It was about this time that Lori's uncle found out what was going on with my sister and was keeping an eye out for her and the girls. Lori's uncle, Bobby, is a nice guy but of course, she heard my sister telling me about him protecting her. That gave Lori an idea. At the time, Lori's sister was working for the water company, and with Bobby. Lori took it upon herself to tell my brother in law that my sister was having an affair with Bobby! That wasn't true. My sister loved my brother in law and she was just scared of his actions. Lori was apparently running around telling everyone that she was "practically family" with us. I think she even told my sister that.
What we didn't know was that Lori was telling my brother in law's family that my sister and her uncle were having some hot and heavy affair which was not true. This painted my sister in a really bad light. We were all hoping that my brother in law's drug problem would be handled by him, but Lori wasn't about to let that happen when she was the one providing him drugs.
At one point Lori sent my brother in law to the water company where Bobby worked and he began threatening Bobby. The only way he found out who Bobby was and where he was working was through Lori telling him where he was. My brother in law came in and brandished a hammer or something at Bobby's work. Bobby had him thrown out but it was clear that Lori's rumor spreading was pissing him off. My sister had no idea that he was getting this information from Lori all the time. Made up shit about some sexual affair.
My sister then started wondering to me and others, where was her husband getting these drugs in Palm Springs. She called Bryan Anderson, also implanted and stalked by Lori, and asked him about where my brother in law was scoring dope. Bobby also relayed that my brother in law was coming into his work and threatening him so Bobby needed to know the best route to protect himself. Bryan told him the legal way to carry a gun and what the rules were. All of this while Lori was listening.
I found out about the gun and who Bobby was right after that when my sister took my nieces on a trip to Sea World in San Diego to get them away from the stressful situation. Bobby came along in case there was trouble. Bobby told me that he was "watching out for my sister and that he would never let my brother in law hurt her physically again..." I was relieved that someone was watching out for her. Bobby stayed in his room at the hotel while my sister and the girls in another. They were friends clearly, but nothing more.
Of course, Lori was watching the whole thing unfold through me and Bryan's advice. She knew about the San Diego trip, a secret from my brother in law because he was crazy, but Lori took it upon herself to tell my brother in law about the trip to San Diego with Bobby, my sister, and his girls. This was it, he went ballistic when my sister got home. There was no way my brother in law knew that my sister took the girls to see me in San Diego and that Bobby was there...Lori had to have told him.
Not long after, I went to NYC to help a friend to move and the night I got back, I got the phone call that my brother in law was dead and that Bobby had shot him in self-defense. My whole world went numb.
As I understand it. Lori lured Bobby over to his ex-wife's home with a text. Bobby went over. Then Lori began texting my brother in law telling him where he could find Bobby so that the two would have a fight, but Lori also knew that he was carrying a gun at the time, so she got my brother in law all hyped up, drugged up and sent him into a slaughter. My brother in law was only a few blocks away from Lori's aunt's home, Bobby's house for rent, and she got the address, I'm told, from her sister. When he got there, he was pissed off and charged at Bobby with a hammer and he didn't know Bobby had a gun. It was a lamb to a slaughter...my brother in law lay dead on the sidewalk bleeding out. He died that night when I got back from NYC.
The shooting was self-defense, obviously, but it was set up by Lori LaFond who still uses text messages to have people ambush one another.
I am told that when this happened that Lori contacted Bryan Anderson. I'm not sure if she was the person that told him about the shooting or not, but when it came time for the funeral, Bryan took Lori, who does not drive, to her aunt's home where Lori photographed the bloody sidewalk and captioned it, "beautiful sidewalk." Proud of what she had done, she didn't come to the funeral after her family warned her not to. Bryan was there and for the first time in many years, someone asked me, "Do you know Lori LaFond?" That, someone, was Bryan. I said nothing to him about her but logged in my memory that she was my brother in law's drug dealer and I didn't like her.
Lori has also started a rumor that "Kevin should be afraid of the brother in law's family because they might retaliate by killing him (me)." That was weird because I have a good but non-invasive relationship with his family. Cordial and nice but nothing to do with drugs or drug dealing. In fact, I never even asked about drugs except for the time my brother in law told me about Lori LaFond. My brother in law's family members do not sell or use drugs and I don't know about their past relationship with them, but I certainly know they aren't like that now, at all. I would never get into their personal lives.
That's about a year and some months before my shooting in San Diego. The same shooting that Lori knew about long before anyone was told. In fact, she knew that I was talking to the police and what I said was text messaged to her brother's phone before the night was over. The shooting was about 1:00-1:30 am. Lori was telling Brian what I told the police right after the shooting took place. There were lots of texts in fact. The jist of them was that Lori wanted me dead by her birthday. I think the shooting was on the 7th of July, early morning of the 8th. Lori's birthday on her fake driver's licenses is July 6, 1967. Clearly, Lori was in possession of information that the police and I only knew. She knew there was a witness to the shooting too. Before sunrise, I think Lori told other people about my shooting. She was telling people that I was such a drug addict that it was probably, "drug related". I didn't think so, because I didn't know those kinds of people. In fact, the only people that were around me constantly were the stalkers...but not on that night.
The police found a bullet fragment and I gave a description of the truck that was used, silver with a camper shell, and the people that were inside smiling at me when I heard the loud bang.
So now I had Lori's name in my head from my brother in law's funeral and she was telling people that I should be fearing my in laws. She was on my radar from the beginning of this crime anyway, but now she looked good for it. She had spent months telling my sister that she had a brother in San Diego that "knew all of my friends." That wasn't the truth. The truth was that he was following me and found out about who my friends were from his sister. In the meantime, Lori was taking surveillance photos of people at my work and home. I've heard she has tons of pics of me in San Diego, driving and on runs when I would work out at lunch. Lori likes to scope out the layout before she plans an attack. There are lots of maps drawn by Brian that he left behind.
Lori would again return to her aunt's home to photograph the bullet hole in my car door like she had the sidewalk.
My decision not to work for the court any longer was based on wanting to find out who shot at me in San Diego. I had an inkling it was Lori because this had gone on so long from right out of high school. I had to find out for myself. Then I would hear from Jonathan, Steven, and Bryan about Lori's antics...this was not something that Steven or Jonathan would know. Steven didn't specifically talk about Lori but he would indicate things like, "living here is like living in a concentration camp" before he would stomp off around the corner to sell Lori drugs with Jonathan present.
Eventually, my father and mother took me to see Bryan and I was already years into this case. He asked me if I would consider being an informant against Steven in a drug case and I told him I would think about it. Soon thereafter, I was beaten and raped in Steven's home. You know that story, but what happened next were six or seven arrests, two right after I reported the rape...the same 24 hours. I would get arrested again and again without any convictions because I reported the rape. I didn't understand that if it was Lori and Brian that was in that blood, it didn't matter if I said it was the people Lori told me committed the rape, Steven and Peter DiMartino...however, there was the matter of the bloody clothing and the blood that was refrigerated and inserted. The problem was that Jonathan knew it was Lori and Brian and not Steven and Peter. She tried to get me thrown in prison before I decided in May to become an informant with Christopher.
I called Bryan and set up the meeting for the next day and it didn't take long before Lori, spoofing Steven's phone number, said in a text, "Now I know why there is a bullet hole in ur cardoor, too bad they missed." How Steven was supposed to have known that I was about to become an informant, I am not sure but I think it was probably Lori? You would have to ask Bryan Anderson if Lori talked to him about my informant work. I'm betting she did.
I know this may sound complicated but it really isn't for me. Lori has hated me for as long as I can remember and she is very vocal about it. She bragged to people that she had her brother shoot me in San Diego to make him look tougher. She thought it made her the kind of drug dealer people should fear. If people were getting out of line she would tell them that her brother was a mafia hitman. Even Steven Frey said that "Peter DiMartino" was going to kill his parents...Peter being Brian. Lori and Brian have multiple fake id's and Peter was one of them.
As it turns out Peter DiMartino and Steven Frey did not know each other and Steven had an airtight alibi for the morning of my rape so they couldn't have been the rapists...now I understood why Lori got so involved. It was she and her brother that raped me and smashed my skull in. Took pictures and put them on postcards...and so forth. The DNA report shows female blood in my anus with the DNA from the female's brother there too. It wasn't two men that raped and beat me, it was a woman and her brother. DNA is good that way, it shows familial ties.
The rest is history. Yes, I knew it was Lori LaFond for much longer than I let on. She used the pseudonym "Jessica" and I only referred to her as Jessica for the time of my investigation. I made it clear to the drug community in Palm Springs that I did NOT want to meet Jessica. I'd heard terrible things about her with someone named "Mikey". I knew this would draw her to me. Jessica had the reputation of being a thief that stole drugs from other drug dealers and there was that nagging "urban legend" about the girl that sold drugs and made men HIV positive. All possibilities for Lori LaFond.
It explained a lot of the phone calls that my sister would receive over the years about my activities. It explained my fraternity brothers knowing I was gay when I hadn't said a word. In fact, it explained a lot of things about why there were so many odd circumstances that always worked out to be the worst-case-scenarios. My ten-year high school reunion was one of them. Others included ex-girlfriends meeting my boyfriend. My boyfriend accusing me of lying about things that I'd not lied about. On and on there were more "strange coincidences" that never should have happened that did.
I'd also though up some ruses that would pinpoint the person that was reading my mind. I thought up a story about having a baby with a woman from Texas and going to law school on money to keep me hushed up. I even gave him a name, Ryan. I wanted to see who was spreading rumors that I told nobody about. Lori went to my best friend and told him all kinds of stories that I'd supposedly told her that were not true. Lori's a very different kind of person when she thinks she's being discreet. Then she tells people not to say anything afterward...she makes them promise. I knew it was her long before I ever let on.
Now that I've told you all the truth, get ready for the "Lie of the Century" from Lori and Lissa. David will also tell the L.o.C. I can promise you all that there is evidence that will back up all of my claims. Jonathan Mendenhall has lots of stuff that he's witnessed and saved.
Lissa is wondering what to say to her mommy because she knew about all these things too but told people not to talk about them. This has been a long time coming and Lori needs to deal with the reality of the situation, not the fantasy she's lived in for years. My brother in law's family and Lori's uncle need to understand the truth of the matter.
My own family deserves to know the real truth behind all of these problems that we've had over the years. Lori has been very mischievous. That's what Lori calls it. A "little stinker" is what I call her; a true party pooper.
