I posted a full case write-up of the Alcàsser murders previously and got a lot of responses asking specifically about the forensic controversies, the theories about additional perpetrators, the question of whether Anglés is actually dead, and the details of what happened during the autopsies. I also received a lot of backlash, people claiming it is disrespectful to believe all those theories and that Anglés and Ricart committed the murders.

Well, this post is an attempt to cover all of that as thoroughly and as accurately as I can, using sourced information rather than just forum speculation that has surrounded this case for decades. I am not going to pretend any of the theories here are proven. What I will do is explain exactly what is documented, why it raises legitimate questions, and where the line is between unresolved forensic issues and stuff that people invented to fill the gaps.

There is also a meaningful difference between the conspiracy theories that were pushed on Spanish television in 1997, which were largely unfounded and resulted in defamation convictions, and the physical anomalies documented in the official forensic record that have never been satisfactorily explained. Both things exist in this case simultaneously and they need to be kept separate. Mixing them together is how you end up with a conversation that looks indistinguishable from noise. So I will try to keep them separate throughout.

AUTOPSY
On January 28th, 1993, the day after the bodies of Miriam, Toñi, and Desirée were found in the Barranco de La Romana, a team of six forensic doctors assembled in Valencia to conduct the autopsies. The team was led by doctors Fernando Verdú Pascual and Francisco Ros. The supervising medical examiner who would normally have overseen a case of this magnitude was on leave. He was not recalled. The autopsies proceeded without him.
What happened during those autopsies has been a source of documented controversy ever since. According to the research published by Michael Whelan at Unresolved.me, which is the most detailed English-language account of the forensic failures in this case, the forensic team washed the bodies with water during the autopsy procedure. They cleansed them. Whatever biological trace evidence remained on the skin surfaces of the three girls after seventy-five days in the ground, evidence that might have included skin cells, fluids, fibers, or biological material from anyone who had been in contact with the bodies, was washed away before it could be fully collected and preserved. Forensic scientist George Schiro of the Louisiana State Police Crime Laboratory has stated, in documentation that Whelan references, that wet evidence should under no circumstances remain sealed in a paper or plastic bag for more than two hours because bacteria growth can begin and damage valuable material. The broader principle, that biological evidence on a body surface needs to be collected before that surface is disturbed or washed, is a fundamental of forensic science. It was not followed here.
The medical establishment in Spain later acknowledged this, to its credit. Forensic professionals quoted by Redacción Médica in a piece published on the thirtieth anniversary of the murders stated that the Alcàsser case represented a watershed moment that exposed a "lack of standardized protocols" in Spanish forensic medicine at the time, and that the errors made by the first autopsy team were not necessarily the result of individual incompetence but of an institutional failure to have consistent, documented procedures in place. A national protocol for forensic medicine in cases involving multiple victims was not formally established in Spain until a Royal Decree in January 2009, sixteen years after those autopsies were performed. The Alcàsser case is cited in Spanish forensic medicine literature as one of the cases that made such a protocol necessary.
The result of what happened in that autopsy room was that the most important physical evidence in the entire case was compromised on the first day it was examined. The team found three hairs in total across all three bodies: two on Toñi's left elbow and one on Desirée's right hand. None on Miriam. Those three hairs were sent to the National Institute of Toxicology for analysis. And that was essentially the biological trace evidence the official first autopsy produced from the bodies of three murdered teenagers who had spent an extended period in the presence of their killers.

Dr. Frontela, and what he found
The families of the victims were not satisfied with the first autopsy. They requested an independent examination, and the court appointed Dr. Luis Frontela to conduct it. Frontela was at the time associated with the University of Seville and worked alongside Professor Ángel Carracedo of the Institute of Legal Medicine in Santiago de Compostela, who conducted the DNA analysis of what Frontela recovered.

What Frontela found is where the documented forensic picture gets genuinely complicated. Where the first team had recovered three hairs from the bodies, Frontela found sixty-six. Thirty-five on Toñi's body. Fifteen on Desirée's body. Sixteen on Miriam's body. The critical detail here is that most of these hairs were not found directly on the skin surfaces. They were found on and among the victims' clothing. 

Of those sixty-six hairs, twenty-nine had intact bulbs, meaning they could theoretically yield DNA profiles. Frontela and Carracedo ran DNA analysis on fifteen of those twenty-nine. The results were as follows: three hairs identified as belonging to a subject designated "D" were found on Toñi's sweater and clothing. Four hairs from a subject designated "F" were found on Toñi's sweater and on Desirée's bra. Three pubic hairs matching Miguel Ricart were found on Miriam's and Desirée's clothing. The remaining hairs produced profiles that did not match Ricart, did not match Anglés, did not match any of the three girls, and did not match each other. When you add up the distinct profiles that could not be accounted for, the number reported across different accounts of the case ranges from five to seven separate individuals, represented in the official case summary as subjects A through G with Ricart's hairs accounting for some of those designations. The figure of seven unknown profiles that has become associated with this case refers to that Frontela-Carracedo analysis, not to the first autopsy, which yielded almost nothing.

Frontela also raised a second set of concerns that had nothing to do with the hairs. He examined photographs and video footage from the first autopsy, because he was not given direct access to the bodies at the time of his examination, and studied the insect larvae visible in those materials. His finding was that the size of the blowfly larvae recovered from the bodies was inconsistent with the degree of decomposition visible on the corpses. In forensic entomology, blowfly larvae develop at predictable rates tied to temperature and time.

If the larvae were too small for the level of decomposition present, that suggests one of two things: either the bodies spent time in conditions that slowed larval development, such as being stored somewhere cold or submerged in water, or the bodies were buried elsewhere initially and moved to La Romana later, meaning the larvae had less time to develop at the final burial site than the state of decomposition would otherwise suggest.
Frontela's conclusion was the second explanation: the girls were buried in two different places. Somewhere else first, then La Romana.

He further noted the almost complete absence of livor mortis on the bodies. Livor mortis is the pooling of blood in the lowest parts of the body after death, driven by gravity, and it typically produces visible discoloration within hours of death. Its absence can indicate either massive hemorrhage before death, meaning the blood was already largely gone from the body, or prolonged submersion in water, which can prevent or obscure the process. Frontela stated he could not determine which explanation applied because he did not have adequate access to the remains, but he listed both possibilities in his report.

The implications of those findings are significant. If the girls were buried somewhere else before La Romana, then the scene where the beekeepers found them was not the primary crime scene. And if the bodies had been in water at some point, that raises questions about what happened between the night of the abduction and the final burial that Ricart's confessions do not address.

None of this was fully investigated after Frontela submitted his report. The Supreme Court, in its 1999 ruling that upheld Ricart's conviction, explicitly dismissed the hypothesis that additional individuals beyond Ricart and Anglés were involved as "barely plausible." The court's language, documented in full in the case summary published by elcierredigital.com, was that such "deductions, though they might have been logical and admissible, introduced hypotheses scarcely credible." Frontela lost access to the samples afterward and was not able to continue his analysis. The sixty-six hairs and their corresponding profiles remain part of the case file. No subsequent investigation using modern genetic genealogy techniques has been publicly announced.

THE DNA PARADOX

This is the question I see asked most often about the forensic evidence in this case.
The short answer is that most of the hairs Frontela found were not on the body surfaces. They were in the clothing. This distinction is what resolves the apparent paradox without requiring you to invent an explanation. (Shout out to those who downvoted my comments in my last post about this, claiming I was lying and these were just poor conspiracies.)
When the first autopsy team washed the bodies, they washed the skin.

Washing skin surfaces removes or displaces loose biological material, including hairs that are sitting on the skin. But clothing is a different matter entirely. Fabric, particularly woven fabric like a sweater or a jersey, traps material between its fibers in a way that a surface rinse does not necessarily dislodge. Hairs caught in the weave of a garment, pressed into fabric layers, or tangled into the material of a bra can survive a lot of handling without falling out. Forensic textile analysis accounts for this specifically: clothing is examined separately from the body surface precisely because it can preserve transfer evidence that the skin surface has lost.

This is why Frontela found thirty-five hairs on Toñi's body while the first team found only two. The two the first team found were on her skin, on her elbow, which is a relatively exposed surface that washing would affect. The thirty-five Frontela found were distributed across her clothing, where they had been pressed into the fabric over whatever period of time the girls were in contact with whoever left them there. The same logic applies to the other victims. The hairs designated "D" were in Toñi's sweater. The hairs designated "F" were in Toñi's sweater and Desirée's bra. These are locations within garments, not on skin.

So, those hairs represent transfer from people who were in physical contact with the girls' clothing specifically. Not necessarily with their skin. Not necessarily at La Romana. The transfer could have occurred at any point during the period of captivity, or during transport, or during whatever happened before the bodies arrived at La Romana. The clothing preserved the record even after the skin surfaces were compromised.

The question that follows from this, and that nobody has publicly answered, is whose hairs they are. The profiles for subjects A through G were profiled in 1997. Investigative genetic genealogy, which can produce familial matches from degraded samples by comparing partial profiles against large publicly available genealogical databases, was not available in 1997. It has been available and in active use for cold cases since at least 2018, when it was used to identify the Golden State Killer. Whether the Spanish judicial system has pursued this avenue with the Alcàsser samples is not publicly documented. Given that Frontela himself told Spanish media as recently as the period before the Netflix documentary that he anticipated possible developments in the case, there is reason to believe the samples have not simply been archived and forgotten. But no public announcement of any matches has been made.

NO BLOOD AT THE SCENE
This is the forensic detail that Fernando García repeated most often in his years of public commentary, and it is one of the few things he said that rests on a verifiable foundation rather than pure speculation.

Miguel Ricart's confession described, in considerable detail, a sustained and extremely violent series of events at the abandoned building in the Barranco de La Romana. The girls were bound to a wooden post inside the building. They were beaten with a wooden plank. At least one of them lost consciousness from the beating. They were raped repeatedly. The forensic descriptions of the injuries to the bodies confirm that what was done to them involved a level of physical violence that would, under any normal circumstances, produce significant blood evidence at the location where it occurred.

There was no blood found at the abandoned building. Not on the floor. Not on the post Ricart described. Not on the mattress he said was present. Not anywhere in the structure. The Civil Guard processed the location as a crime scene after Ricart led them there and found no blood evidence. This absence was documented and was part of what Fernando García pointed to repeatedly, correctly, as something that the official account did not reconcile.

The court's position, and the position of the prosecution, was that seventy-five days of exposure to the elements, including the heavy rains that had preceded the discovery of the bodies, could explain the absence. Rain can wash outdoor surfaces clean over weeks, but the abandoned building was an interior space. Heavy rain affecting an enclosed structure would require significant structural damage for weather to have washed interior floor surfaces thoroughly. Whether that explanation satisfies the physical reality of the specific building in question is something that was contested at trial and was not definitively resolved.

This is one of the details in the case where the official explanation is possible but not compelling, and where the absence of blood in a location where Ricart's own confession placed extreme violence remains an unanswered question in the physical record.

THE THIRD MAN

This is a detail that most summaries of the Alcàsser case do not include prominently, but it is documented in the case record and was reported by The Olive Press in their coverage of the case. According to their reporting on Ricart's statements to investigators, Ricart said at one point that he and Anglés had been joined by a third, as yet unidentified man, in the kidnapping of the girls. This statement was not developed into a formal line of investigation that resulted in any public identification or charge. No third person was ever named, arrested, or tried.

Whether this statement was truthful, a deflection, an attempt to further minimize his own role by suggesting additional participants, or something else entirely is impossible to determine from the outside. Ricart's confessions changed repeatedly across different interviews, and the court ultimately relied on the March 1993 version as the most consistent with the physical evidence. The third-man claim was not part of that version, and the Supreme Court's dismissal of the hypothesis that anyone beyond Ricart and Anglés was involved effectively closed that line of investigation at the appellate level.

But it exists in the record. Ricart said it. And combined with the seven unidentified DNA profiles in the clothing, it forms a pattern that at minimum raises the question of whether the official two-perpetrator account is the complete picture.

ANGLÉS FAMILY

I covered this in a separate comment but it belongs in this post as well for completeness. The Anglés family, by documented background, were a working-class family from Catarroja. The mother, Neusa Martins, worked at a poultry slaughterhouse with a reported annual salary that did not exceed 12,000 euros. Antonio Anglés himself was a small-time criminal with a record for robbery, assault, and drug trafficking. There was no documented legitimate income source in the family that would account for significant accumulated wealth. And no, the family did not earn that money thanks to the drug dealing. In Spain, LARGE SCALE deals, for the highest ranks and most important people, is 10k per trip, and for pilots who transport it around 80k. Now think about this and you’ll see how some low-level drug dealers could have never earned that much money and become rich overnight.

Data reportedly obtained from Bancaja bank records and the Valencia tax delegation, which circulated within the Spanish research community covering this case, showed that by October 2001 the Anglés family held over 300,000 euros in a single bank account, with the majority invested in government Treasury bonds. In addition to the bank account, the same sources document a ground-floor apartment in Catarroja purchased outright for the equivalent of approximately 84,000 euros, real estate owned by Anglés's sister Kelly in Cullera, a BMW Series 5 belonging to another family member, and cosmetic surgery for the mother. The total assets reported across all of these, including the bank account, exceeded half a million euros.

Tax inspection files were reportedly opened on both the Anglés and Ricart families. According to the same sources, the Ministry of Finance blocked and obstructed those inspections rather than pursuing them. No public finding from those investigations has ever been released. The source tier for this information is secondary rather than primary journalism, and it has not been confirmed by a major Spanish outlet. But it has also never been publicly denied or officially addressed, which in itself is notable for an investigation of this scale. A forensic accountant's explanation of where that money came from would be one of the more useful things the case could produce at this point, and it has never been provided.

ANGLÉS
The City of Plymouth sequence is the most documented part of the entire post-murder story, and when you go through it carefully, the balance of probability tilts heavily toward Anglés having died in the water off Ireland in March 1993. Here is the full picture of what is actually known.

Anglés boarded the City of Plymouth as a stowaway in Lisbon on approximately March 18th, 1993, using what the Olive Press describes as false papers. The ship was bound for Liverpool via Dublin. He was discovered in the ship's galley on the morning of March 24th, stealing food, by a sailor. He was apprehended, placed in a cabin, and the door was secured from the outside. The ship radioed ahead to Irish authorities to report they were carrying a stowaway who would be handed over to police in Dublin. When the boatswain returned to check the cabin at 7:30am, the man was gone. The window had been forced open.
Kenneth Farquharson Stevens, a retired crew member who was on the ship at the time, told Spanish television in 2018 that the cabin door was impossible to open from the inside.

He told journalists on the programme Equipo Investigacion that he believed someone on the crew had helped Anglés escape. He told the same interviewers that British police later told him they believed this as well, though they declined to name anyone. If Stevens is telling the truth about the door being impossible to open from the inside, then Anglés did not escape alone. He had help, which means there was someone on that ship willing to assist a fugitive wanted for the kidnapping, rape, torture, and murder of three teenage girls.

A former Dublin Port worker named Gerry McDonnell, speaking in a separate Spanish TV documentary, said he saw the stowaway walk off the ship and into the darkness as police boarded it, unchallenged. If McDonnell is right and Stevens is right, those accounts are not mutually exclusive: someone opened the door, Anglés was already gone, and McDonnell saw him leave. What happened after he reached the dock is unknown.

The following day, a life jacket from the City of Plymouth was found floating in Dublin Bay. A French reconnaissance aircraft had reportedly spotted a figure on a raft in the water in the same general area. No body was ever recovered.
Now for the physical reality of what surviving that situation would require. The Irish Sea off

Dublin in late March 1993 would have had water temperatures somewhere around 8 to 9 degrees Celsius. Research published in PubMed on open-water drowning outcomes found that the vast majority of immersion incidents in cold or very cold water, defined as anything below 16 degrees, result in bad outcomes, with a 74 percent death rate across 1,094 cases studied in Washington State. Cold water incapacitation, where the body loses meaningful swimming capability due to muscle cooling, can begin within minutes at those temperatures even in a physically fit person. Without a wetsuit or protective clothing, a person in 8-degree water is fighting a clock that is much shorter than most people imagine. Sustained swimming for any significant distance is unlikely.

Anglés's childhood friends, known by the nicknames El Calígula and El Raulillo, told investigators he was an exceptionally strong swimmer. This is the detail that keeps the survival theory alive. A very strong swimmer in cold water moving with the current rather than against it, using the life jacket initially and then discarding it, possibly reaching a dock or a shore feature within a few hundred meters, has a non-zero survival chance. Dublin Bay has complex tidal patterns and the ship's position at the time of the escape is not precisely documented in public sources. Whether he went in close to shore or far from it makes an enormous difference to the calculation.

The theory that Anglés made it to shore, established a new identity, and has been living somewhere in Europe or South America is not physically impossible. His dual Spanish and Brazilian nationality gave him two passport systems to potentially exploit, and in 1993 the international identity verification infrastructure was much weaker than it is today. Unconfirmed sightings have been reported in Brazil and Uruguay over the decades. Antonio Anglés was placed on Interpol's most wanted list and remains there. His file was updated as recently as 2022, with Interpol explicitly not declaring him deceased. A court in Catarroja, near Valencia, was asked by his family to declare him legally dead so that inheritance matters could be settled, and the judge refused.

There is also the theory, pushed most aggressively in a 2023 La Sexta documentary series called "Anglés: Historia de una fuga," that Anglés made it to Ireland and may have been involved in the disappearance of Annie McCarrick, an American woman who vanished in Dublin on March 26th, 1993, less than 48 hours after the City of Plymouth arrived in port. Retired Garda Detective Sergeant Alan Bailey told Spanish television that Anglés would remain a suspect in McCarrick's disappearance until he could be traced and ruled out. The Gardaí have since upgraded the McCarrick case to a murder inquiry, identifying two other men of interest unrelated to Anglés, but the McCarrick-Anglés connection has not been formally ruled out because Anglés himself has never been found.

The honest assessment is this: the physical circumstances of the escape, the water temperature, the lack of any confirmed sighting, the absence of any body, and the fact that no one has found evidence of him living under a false identity in thirty-plus years all point toward death. The alternative, that a man whose photograph was internationally distributed, who was on Interpol's most wanted list, who had limited resources, who was not a trained intelligence operative, successfully built a new life and has gone completely undetected for over thirty years, is possible but represents a much more complex chain of events than simply drowning in cold water in Dublin Bay in March. Occam's razor applies here. The simplest explanation for a person going into cold water with no boat, no confirmed exit point, and no subsequent confirmed sighting is that they drowned. Most investigators who have commented publicly on the case lean toward this conclusion, while maintaining the case open because a body was never recovered.

JIB’S THEORY
This is the theory that Fernando García and Juan Ignacio Blanco promoted on Spanish television, and because of how they promoted it, it has become almost impossible to discuss without the association to their discredited conspiracy campaign coloring the entire conversation. So I want to be precise about what they actually claimed, what physical evidence they pointed to, and what the forensic record does and does not support.

The core of the theory, stripped of the elaborations about snuff films and elite political networks, is this: Ricart and Anglés picked the girls up, transported them to a location, and handed them over to other people. The murders, the worst of the torture, and the initial burial happened somewhere else, at the hands of people whose identities have never been established. Ricart's role was then to take the bodies to La Romana and bury them in the pit, which is why he knew where they were and was able to lead investigators there. The physical evidence García and Blanco pointed to in support of this theory was: the absence of blood at the abandoned building, the forensic entomologist's finding that the larvae were inconsistent with a single burial site, Frontela's conclusion that the bodies may have been buried in two places, the seven unidentified DNA profiles in the clothing, and the absence of livor mortis suggesting the bodies may have been in water at some point.

None of those physical anomalies are fabricated. They are all in the forensic record. Whether they support the specific interpretation García and Blanco put on them is a different question. The Spanish court that convicted Ricart and the Supreme Court that upheld the conviction reviewed that forensic evidence and concluded that the official account remained the most supported by the totality of the evidence, including Ricart's detailed confessions, the physical evidence placing him at the scene, and the testimony of the prisoner who shared a cell with him and reported comments consistent with guilt. The courts dismissed the alternative theory not because they ignored the forensic anomalies but because they concluded those anomalies could be explained within the official account and did not outweigh the evidence establishing Ricart's guilt.

What is fair to say is that the forensic anomalies documented by Frontela were never fully resolved. A finding that the bodies were buried in two places would be significant, and that finding was not definitively refuted, it was simply not pursued further after the Supreme Court ruled. The unidentified DNA profiles were not explained. The absence of blood at the official crime scene was attributed to weather without detailed forensic reconstruction of whether that explanation was physically plausible for an interior space. These are real gaps in the evidentiary picture, and the fact that the men who pointed to them did so in a context of media exploitation and defamation does not make the gaps disappear.

The question of whether Ricart and Anglés were the sole perpetrators, or the sole architects, of what happened to Miriam, Toñi, and Desirée is one that the official verdict does not have to answer, because convicting Ricart of murder does not require proving he acted alone. He was convicted. He served his sentence. The anomalies in the forensic record that suggest the involvement of additional individuals were noted by the court in passing and then formally set aside. They remain in the file, along with the sixty-six hairs and their seven unknown profiles, waiting for a set of investigative tools and a degree of institutional will that has not, in thirty-two years, been brought to bear on them.
the carpet, the cell mate, and the other threads

A man named Miguel Nicolás Cortona, who went by the nickname "el de Liria," presented himself voluntarily to the Civil Guard on February 1st, 1993, just days after Ricart's arrest. He said he had shared a cell with Ricart during December 1992, when Ricart was imprisoned for car theft, and that during that period Ricart and members of the Anglés family had been staying at a chalet he owned. He said that during their time at his property, conversations occurred about the abduction and rape of girls and how to conceal evidence through murder and burial. He later made a media appearance claiming that the carpet or rug in which the girls' bodies were wrapped at La Romana was his property, something that had gone missing from his home after the Anglés group left.

During the judicial investigation, Nicolás Cortona was identified as a possible suspect partly because a grey hair found in the autopsy material triggered a search for a grey-haired man. He was interviewed, his DNA was taken, and it did not match the grey hair recovered. He was cleared of participation. But his account of conversations at the chalet, conversations about how to kidnap girls and dispose of them, was part of the case file and was not fully developed in the trial because he himself was not charged and because the Supreme Court had already foreclosed investigation into the possibility of additional perpetrators.

The carpet detail is particularly interesting because it connects to Frontela's finding about the bodies having been somewhere else first. If the bodies arrived at La Romana wrapped in a carpet that came from a third location, that supports the idea that the final burial site was not the only place the girls' bodies had been. Ricart was unable or unwilling to provide information about any intermediate burial site when investigators pressed him on it.

The Alcàsser murders happened in 1992. The trial was in 1997. The Supreme Court ruling was in 1999. Ricart was released in 2013. Blanco died in 2019 taking whatever he actually knew with him. Anglés has been a ghost since March 1993. And the forensic evidence that was most likely to tell the full story, the biological material on and around three murdered teenagers, was partially destroyed in an autopsy room on January 28th, 1993, by a team operating without adequate protocols in an era before Spain had standardized how to handle this kind of evidence.

The genuine questions in this case are not complicated to list. They are complicated to answer. Who are the individuals whose hair was found in the clothing of three murdered girls? Were the bodies in a second location before La Romana, and if so, where? Why was there no blood at the scene Ricart described? Was there a third person involved as Ricart stated in at least one account? Where did the Anglés family's money come from? And is Antonio Anglés at the bottom of Dublin Bay or is he somewhere in South America or Europe, having lived under a false name for three decades while the Spanish state lists him as a fugitive?

Those questions are not conspiracy theories. They are the documented gaps in an official account that was accepted by a court under significant time pressure, in a media environment that was actively hostile to a fair process, and against a forensic backdrop that had already been partially compromised before the real examination began. The trial convicted one man of three murders. One man. In a case where the forensic record documents the presence of at least five additional unknown individuals in the girls' clothing and where the pathologist hired by the families concluded the evidence was inconsistent with a single burial location.

Content warning before anything else: this post covers the torture and murder of three teenage girls in graphic forensic detail. I have tried to handle it with care and to present the facts as reported without dwelling unnecessarily, but the reality of what happened at La Romana on the night of November 13th, 1992 is extreme, and I think people deserve to know what they are walking into before they read it.

I also want to say upfront that this case has layers that are almost impossible to separate cleanly from one another. There is the crime itself, which is straightforward in the worst possible sense of that word. There is the investigation, which has significant documented problems. There is the media coverage, which became one of the most grotesque spectacles in the history of Spanish television. There is a set of genuine, unresolved questions about physical evidence. And then there are the conspiracy theories, which were built on top of those genuine questions and which ultimately buried the real case under an avalanche of fantasy, slander, and exploitation. I will try to give each layer the space it deserves and to be clear throughout about what is established fact, what is genuinely unresolved, and what is documented nonsense dressed up as alternative truth.

THE THREE GIRLS

Miriam García Iborra was fourteen years old. She lived in Alcàsser, a small municipality in the Valencia region of Spain, with a population at the time of around eight thousand people. Her father, Fernando García, was the kind of working-class Spanish father who drove his daughter and her friends where they needed to go on Friday nights. That detail matters more than it might seem.

Antonia Gómez Rodríguez, known to everyone as Toñi, was fifteen. She was the oldest of the three. Her mother, Luisa Gómez, would later become one of the most quietly dignified figures in the entire aftermath of this case, a woman who grieved without performing it, which in retrospect makes her stand out all the more against the chaos that eventually surrounded everything connected to her daughter's death.

Desirée Hernández Folch was fourteen. She was an athlete, competitive and stubborn in the way that genuinely driven fourteen-year-olds are. She skated. She competed in races. She had an older sister named Rosana and a personality that people who knew her described as impossible to overlook. She was repeating the eighth grade in 1992, which says nothing about who she was and everything about how reductive it is to reduce a child to her academic record.

The three of them were friends. They lived in the same small town. On the afternoon of Friday, November 13th, 1992, they went to visit a fourth friend, a girl named Esther Díez, who had come down with the flu and was staying home. From Esther's house, the plan was to go to a fundraising party being held that night at a nightclub called Coolor, located on the outskirts of the neighboring town of Picassent, roughly four kilometers from Alcàsser. It was a school party. It was the kind of thing teenagers in small Spanish towns had been doing on Friday nights for years.

Miriam called her father to ask if he could drive them. Fernando García was sick with influenza that evening and could not. This is the detail that Fernando García himself has returned to repeatedly over the decades that followed, and you can hear in the way people describe it the particular weight that a small, ordinary, innocent decision can carry when everything that comes after it goes wrong. He could not drive them. So they decided to hitchhike, as they had done the previous summer without incident, as teenagers in that area routinely did.

A young couple from Alcàsser, also heading in that direction, gave the three girls a lift as far as a petrol station near Picassent. That was where the couple left them. A woman at the petrol station later told police she had seen three girls matching their descriptions climb into a sedan, thought to be a white Opel Corsa, with a group of men. It was dark. She could not see clearly through the back windows. She watched them get in and the car drive away.

That was the last time any independent witness saw Miriam, Toñi, or Desirée alive.

THE SEVENTY FIVE DAYS

When the girls did not come home that night, their families reported them missing. From the beginning there were competing theories, as there always are in the early stages of a missing persons case. Had they simply run away? Had they gone somewhere voluntarily and not told anyone? The signs pointed elsewhere. Desirée had packed a bag to go skating the following morning. Miriam had left behind a money box containing around twenty thousand pesetas. Toñi had called in a song dedication to a friend she was planning to meet the next day. None of those are the behaviors of a girl planning to disappear.

Fernando García turned to the Spanish media almost immediately. This was the first critical decision of the post-disappearance period, and it would have consequences that rippled outward for years. Television crews arrived in Alcàsser. The case received coverage that was, by the standards of Spanish broadcasting in 1992, extraordinary. Politicians made the trip to the town. The Interior Minister organized a dedicated task force called the UCO specifically to search for the girls. Missing person posters were printed in multiple languages and distributed across the Valencia region and beyond. Search parties organized by the community covered the roads between Alcàsser and Picassent and the surrounding countryside.

For seventy-five days, nothing was found. Seventy-five days of families not knowing. Seventy-five days of a country watching and waiting. The uncertainty was its own particular cruelty, and the coverage of it, while understandable in its volume, was already by this point beginning to tip into something that many people who study Spanish media culture point to as a watershed moment in the ethics, or lack thereof, of tabloid television.

On January 27th, 1993, after several days of heavy rain that softened the ground, two beekeepers named Gabriel Aquino González and José Sala Sala were tending to their hives in a remote, mountainous area known as the Barranco de La Romana, near the Tous reservoir, approximately fifty kilometers from Valencia. The rain had exposed something in the earth. They found the bodies of three girls stacked together in a shallow pit. They were Miriam, Toñi, and Desirée.

What the Spanish Civil Guard discovered at La Romana when they arrived at the scene was, by every account, one of the most disturbing crime scenes in the history of Spanish law enforcement. The three girls' bodies were in a state consistent with having been there since November. Their wrists had been bound. Two of the victims had been decapitated. One had her hands removed. The forensic examination would confirm that all three had been subjected to rape, sodomy, and severe physical violence. The autopsy findings were released publicly in a level of detail that itself became a source of controversy, and I will include the relevant forensic facts here because they are necessary to understanding both the case and the debates that followed, but I want to acknowledge that they are extremely difficult to read.

According to the official autopsy, Desirée Hernández had suffered the traumatic removal of her right nipple and areola, performed with a sharp but semi-blunt instrument, consistent with a knife or possibly pliers. She had been stabbed twice in the back. The other girls had been beaten with stones and tree branches with sufficient force to cause severe trauma, injuries that the medical examiners confirmed were not immediately fatal, meaning the girls were alive when this was happening to them. Miriam García's body showed evidence of vaginal wounds caused by a sharp-edged object, with some evidence suggesting this may have occurred postmortem. All three were ultimately shot and buried.

At the scene, investigators recovered a glove belonging to a man named Miguel Ricart. They also found a Social Security referral note bearing the name Enrique Anglés Martins. Enrique was the brother of a man named Antonio Anglés. And they found a shell casing from a 9mm firearm.

The autopsies also revealed something that would become one of the most discussed and unresolved pieces of forensic evidence in the entire case: seven separate human hairs were recovered from the bodies, and DNA analysis determined that each one represented a distinct genetic profile. None of the seven matched any of the three girls. None of them matched Miguel Ricart. None of them matched Antonio Anglés. Seven people whose DNA was present at one of the most controlled and remote crime scenes imaginable, and not a single one of them has ever been publicly identified.

MIGUEL RICART AND ANTONIO ANGLÈS

Miguel Ricart was born in September 1969 in Valencia. He was known as "El Rubio," the blond one. His mother died of a seizure when he was three years old. His father was an alcoholic and by multiple accounts an abusive and dominating presence throughout Miguel's childhood. Ricart dropped out of school at sixteen and drifted through a series of manual jobs. He had a history of drug use and petty crime, including vehicle theft, which is what had recently landed him in jail for a period ending before November 1992. He owned a white Opel Corsa.

Antonio Anglés Martins was born in São Paulo, Brazil in July 1966, the fourth of nine children. His family moved to Spain when he was approximately two years old, settling in Catarroja, a working-class town near Valencia. By the time he was an adult, he had accumulated a criminal record that included robbery, assault, and drug trafficking. People who knew him described a man with a hair-trigger temper who was capable of serious physical violence, including toward members of his own family. He had dual Spanish and Brazilian nationality.

Ricart and Anglés were friends. They moved in overlapping social circles in the Valencia area. According to the account that would eventually emerge from Ricart's confessions and the subsequent investigation, on the evening of November 13th, 1992, the two men were driving Ricart's white Opel Corsa in the area between Alcàsser and Picassent when they saw three girls hitchhiking at the side of the road. Anglés rolled down the window and asked if they were going to the Coolor nightclub. The girls said yes. They got in.

WHAT HAPPENED THAT NIGHT (SUPPOSEDLY, SINCE IT HAS NEVER BEEN KNOWN)

The car drove toward Picassent. When it reached the club, it did not stop. Anglés told Ricart to keep driving. The girls began to scream. Anglés produced a Star Model BM handgun, a 9mm short caliber pistol, and pistol-whipped the girls into submission with the handle of the weapon. He then bound them. The car continued driving into the mountainous area around La Romana, toward an abandoned and derelict building that Anglés knew from previous time spent evading the Civil Guard in that region.

What followed over the course of that night and into the following morning is documented in the autopsy findings, in Ricart's multiple confessions, and in the physical evidence recovered at the scene. Two of the girls were raped at the abandoned building. The men then left to go to the nearby town of Catadau in search of food, leaving the girls bound and unable to escape. When they returned, approximately two hours later, they raped the third girl. The torture and violence continued through the night. The girls were alive, conscious, and bound while this was happening. The men slept at some point, ignoring, according to the documented account, the sounds coming from the girls.

In the morning, Anglés and Ricart forced the girls to walk to a pit that had been dug beforehand in the hillside. The deliberate prior excavation of that pit is one of the details of this case that refuses to let go. Whoever dug it, dug it before the girls were abducted. That means the location was chosen in advance. The three girls were beaten further at the pit, subjected to the specific tortures described in the autopsy, and then shot. Anglés and Ricart collected the shell casings, cleaned the car, and left.

The pit was not deep enough. Two months of rain and settling earth would eventually push the bodies back to the surface, where two beekeepers found them on a January morning.

THE ARREST AND FLIGHT

Civil Guard investigators, working outward from the physical evidence found at the scene, arrived at the connection to Enrique Anglés and from there to his brother Antonio and to Antonio's known associate Miguel Ricart relatively quickly. When they went to the Anglés family home to locate Enrique, Antonio Anglés was there. He saw the Civil Guard coming and went out a window. He was already running before they reached the front door.

Ricart was arrested on January 28th, 1993, the day after the bodies were found. When first questioned, he denied any knowledge of the murders and claimed he had been in prison on November 13th. Investigators checked. He had indeed been incarcerated during December for car theft, but there was no record of him being held on the specific night the girls disappeared. His alibi was gone. Within approximately twenty-four hours of his arrest, he began to talk.

Ricart's confessions over the following weeks and months are one of the genuinely complicated aspects of this case, not because they raise serious doubt about his guilt, which is well established by physical evidence, but because they changed repeatedly in ways that are difficult to fully explain. The details shifted. The sequence of events evolved across different tellings. His defense team would later argue that the confessions were coerced and that they tended to align with whatever the investigators appeared to already know, rather than with independently verifiable new information. Whether or not that specific argument is true, the instability of his confessions is documented and is one of the legitimate forensic questions surrounding how the investigation was conducted.

Meanwhile, Antonio Anglés was running. He dyed his hair pink. He hid in towns across the Valencia region for approximately a month, coming close to capture on at least two documented occasions, including at a train station in Villamarchante where he spotted a police operation and slipped away, and in Benaguacil where the Civil Guard lost him again. His last confirmed sighting on Spanish soil was in Minglanilla, in the province of Cuenca, where he carjacked a vehicle at gunpoint. Evidence suggests he then made his way to Granja de Iniesta and eventually to Madrid, from where he is believed to have traveled by train to Lisbon, Portugal.

In Lisbon, in March 1993, Anglés was identified by his distinctive tattoos. He then stowed away on a cargo ship called the City of Plymouth, which was sailing from Lisbon to Liverpool via Ireland. Five days after the ship departed Lisbon, in the early hours of March 23rd, 1993, a British sailor named Jo Hannegan found a stowaway in the ship's galley at approximately 2:45 in the morning. The man was stealing food. Hannegan apprehended him and locked him in a cabin, securing the door from the outside. When the ship's boatswain returned to check at 7:30 that morning, the cabin was empty. The detainee had forced the window open. Outside that window was the cold sea off the coast of Ireland.

The ship circled. A French reconnaissance aircraft later spotted a figure drifting on a raft in the water. The following day, another vessel found a life jacket floating in the same area. The life jacket had the name City of Plymouth stenciled on it. No body was ever recovered. Antonio Anglés was never seen again.

OFFICIAL POSITION

The official position, maintained by Spanish and Irish authorities for decades, is that Antonio Anglés almost certainly drowned in Dublin Bay in March 1993. The water temperature off the Irish coast at that time of year is cold enough to be fatal within a relatively short period of immersion, particularly for someone without protective clothing. His body not being found is not, in itself, unusual for drowning incidents in that area, where strong tidal currents frequently carry bodies away from the point of entry or prevent them from surfacing at all.

However, there are several things about this explanation that keep it from being fully settled. Anglés's friends from his youth, two men known by their street names as El Calígula and El Raulillo, told investigators that Anglés was an exceptionally strong swimmer who, in their words, "swam like a fish." The coast of Ireland is not far from where the ship was positioned when he went through that window. A proficient swimmer in cold water, moving with the current toward shore rather than against it, has a non-trivial chance of making land. The life jacket found in the water could mean he used it and then discarded it to remove an identifying marker. Or it could mean he drowned while wearing it and it separated from the body. There is no definitive evidence either way.

Interpol has listed Antonio Anglés as a wanted fugitive for over thirty years. As recently as 2022, Interpol updated his file and explicitly classified him as still alive rather than declaring him deceased. The Valencia Court of Appeals issued an order in 2021 for the crew of the City of Plymouth to be questioned again, and renewed international search efforts have been launched on multiple occasions in the intervening years without result. The Spanish national police launched a dedicated international search campaign at various points. None of it has produced a confirmed sighting or a body.

Alternative theories about Anglés's fate exist and deserve to be mentioned even if most investigators do not credit them seriously. One holds that he never boarded the City of Plymouth at all and that the stowaway incident involved a different person, that Anglés instead used his Brazilian passport to board a ship bound for South America and has been living there under a false identity ever since. Another, which gained traction in the wake of the Netflix documentary, suggests he may have made it to Ireland, established a new identity, and has been living somewhere in Europe undetected. None of these theories has supporting evidence beyond the impossibility of proving a negative.

TRIAL AND SENTENCE

Miguel Ricart's trial began on May 12th, 1997, at the Audiencia Provincial de Valencia. It lasted over two months and ran to forty-nine sessions. It was, by any measure, one of the most publicized criminal trials in the history of Spain. Ricart was charged with kidnapping, repeated rape, and three counts of murder. On September 5th, 1997, the tribunal convicted him on all charges. The sentence was 170 years in prison, comprising thirty years per murder, twenty years per rape, and additional terms for aggravating circumstances including the extreme cruelty of the crimes and the vulnerability of the victims.

The 170-year figure is technically accurate but practically misleading. At the time of sentencing, Spanish law imposed a hard cap on the maximum period of physical imprisonment at thirty years, regardless of the total sentence handed down. This meant that Ricart, whatever the court wrote on the judgment, could never realistically serve more than thirty years. He was released in October 2013, having served approximately twenty-one years. The Spanish state advocate appealed the release. The Supreme Court upheld it.

The reaction to Ricart's release in 2013 was hostile. A country that had watched this case for two decades, that had grown up with the faces of Miriam, Toñi, and Desirée on missing persons posters and on television screens, did not accept his freedom quietly. He was last reported to have been living in the Carabanchel district of Madrid. He has maintained throughout that his confessions were coerced and that Antonio Anglés was the primary perpetrator of what happened at La Romana, a claim that is impossible to test given that Anglés has never faced a courtroom.

Fernando García, Juan Ignacio Blanco, and the machine

This is the part of the case that I find most difficult to write about, because it involves genuine human grief being exploited in real time on national television, and because the people doing the exploiting included, in at least one case, the father of one of the murdered girls. I am going to try to be fair to the complicated reality of it.

Fernando García, Miriam's father, is a man who lost his daughter in one of the most violent and public ways imaginable, who was told she had been tortured and shot and left in a hole in the ground, and who then spent years watching a trial in which only one of the two men accused of doing it was present in a courtroom. His grief was real. His distrust of the investigation was, in the immediate aftermath, at least partly understandable. Some of his early criticisms of how the case was handled had foundation.

But Fernando García also made choices in the years following his daughter's death that went far beyond a grieving father demanding justice. Beginning in 1996, when the television program Esta noche cruzamos el Mississippi on the commercial network Telecinco decided to dedicate significant airtime to the Alcàsser case in advance of the Ricart trial, García became a fixture of Spanish tabloid television alongside a crime journalist named Juan Ignacio Blanco. Blanco had moved to Alcàsser after the murders and had fashioned himself the unofficial investigator of the case. Together, the two men appeared on Telecinco and on Canal 9's dedicated trial coverage program El Juí d'Alcàsser week after week, in front of enormous audiences, making increasingly specific and increasingly unsubstantiated claims about what had really happened to the three girls.

The theory they promoted, in its core form, was this: Miguel Ricart and Antonio Anglés were not the real killers, or at minimum were not the only people involved. The true perpetrators were members of a powerful pedophile network made up of senior Spanish politicians and members of high society, a group they called the Clan de La Moraleja, after the exclusive Madrid neighborhood where some of its alleged members supposedly lived. This network had abducted and murdered girls for their own purposes. Ricart and Anglés were either entirely framed or were low-level participants being used to absorb responsibility for crimes organized and directed by people with enough power to control the investigation and suppress the evidence.

The political dimension of this claim was not coincidental. The ruling party in Spain at the time of the murders was the Spanish Socialist Workers' Party, which by 1992 and 1993 was already mired in serious corruption scandals and accusations of state-sponsored terrorism against ETA. Blanco and García placed the alleged pedophile network specifically within the orbit of the Socialist government. This was the context in which a gynecologist named Ángel Sopeña reportedly contacted Blanco to claim insider knowledge of the network, providing the institutional detail that lent the theory a superficial air of credibility.

There was never any evidence produced to support the existence of the Clan de La Moraleja or of any elite pedophile network connected to this case. No names were verifiably substantiated. No witnesses with corroborating independent accounts came forward. No documentation of the network's alleged activities was ever produced in court. Juan Ignacio Blanco eventually published a book titled ¿Qué pasó en Alcácer? in 1998, which was seized by court order after one of the victims' family members filed a complaint over the inclusion of autopsy photographs of their loved one without consent. Blanco and García were both prosecuted multiple times for slander and insult in relation to specific named individuals they had accused on television of involvement in the crime. Both were convicted. In 2009, Fernando García was ordered to pay 285,000 euros in damages for what the court described as serious insults directed at investigators involved in the case.

The television coverage during this period was, to read about it now, genuinely shocking in its lack of restraint. Autopsy photographs of the three girls were displayed on screen. Programs hosted discussions about intimate forensic details of the victims' bodies, including questions about whether the girls had been menstruating and whether their bodies showed signs of having been burned, framed as investigative inquiry but functioning as spectacle. The families of the victims, including Toñi's mother Luisa Gómez and Desirée's family, were not aligned with the conspiracy campaign and repeatedly distanced themselves from it. Luisa Gómez accepted the court's verdict and said publicly that Ricart had been convicted and that it was time to allow her daughter to rest.

The central mystery that Blanco wielded for years was what became known simply as "the tape." He claimed to possess a video recording that showed prominent and powerful Spanish individuals present at the girls' autopsy, which he described as definitive proof of the involvement of elite figures in the crime and its cover-up. For over two decades he refused to produce this tape, always suggesting it would be revealed at some future moment. He died in July 2019 without ever showing it to anyone. In the weeks following his death, Fernando García gave an interview to the television program Cuarto Milenio in which he contradicted his previous statements, now claiming to have had physical contact with the tape but insisting he had never watched it. This is the third or fourth different version of the tape story García has given at different points over the years. Whatever the tape is or was, it has never been seen by anyone outside the people who claim to have held it, and Juan Ignacio Blanco, the person at the center of the claim, took his version of events with him when he died.

UNRESOLVED:

I want to be direct here about a distinction that the conspiracy coverage permanently muddied, which is the difference between things that are genuinely unresolved about this case and things that were invented or inflated for television. The conspiracy theory as presented by García and Blanco was not grounded in evidence, was prosecuted and found to constitute defamation, and caused serious ongoing harm to the investigators, judges, and forensic professionals it named. That needs to be said clearly.

At the same time, there are real and documented questions about this case that have never been fully answered.

The seven DNA hair profiles found at the scene and belonging to unidentified individuals are not a conspiracy theory. They are a forensic fact from the official autopsy. Seven people. None of them identified. This does not require an elite pedophile network to be significant. It could mean the crime involved more than two perpetrators. It could mean the evidence was contaminated. It could reflect limitations in the forensic protocols of the early 1990s in Spain. But it has never been fully explained, and in the age of investigative genetic genealogy, it represents a potentially solvable question that has not been pursued publicly with the resources it warrants.

The jewelry controversy is another real, documented dispute. Multiple sources report that items of jewelry belonging to the victims were reported by their families as present at the scene during the initial investigation, then reported missing, then allegedly found again in a subsequent search. Whether this represents evidence of evidence tampering, an administrative error, or a misunderstanding between traumatized families and investigators working under enormous pressure is genuinely unclear. No official investigation into this specific claim has produced a definitive answer.

Ricart's confessions changed substantially across multiple retellings. His legal team's argument that the confessions followed the shape of what investigators already knew rather than introducing independently verifiable new information was never decisively refuted. This does not make him innocent. The physical evidence connecting him to the crime scene is not dependent on his confessions. But the process by which those confessions were obtained and the way they evolved is a legitimate area of scrutiny that the Spanish court system did not fully resolve.

And then there is the pre-dug pit. This detail, confirmed by the physical evidence and included in the official account, means that whoever committed this crime came to La Romana that night with a plan that included burial. They had been there before. They had dug a grave. That level of preparation is significant and raises questions about whether this was the first time something like this had happened at that location or involving these individuals, questions that the investigation, to the extent publicly documented, did not fully address.

In 1992, hitchhiking was an ordinary part of teenage life in small towns across the Valencia region. After November 13th, it stopped. Not gradually, not over years, but essentially overnight. The testimony collected in subsequent reporting and in the Netflix documentary is consistent on this point: teenagers who had been doing what Miriam, Toñi, and Desirée did every weekend simply never did it again. A generation of young Spanish women stopped getting in cars with strangers, and the culture that had normalized this form of travel for young people was transformed by a single night.

The Alcàsser case also did something to Spanish media that it is still recovering from. The coverage of the trial in 1997, the exploitation of the families' grief, the display of autopsy photographs on prime-time television, the hosting of conspiracy theorists on programs funded by advertising, the competitive race between networks for the most disturbing revelations: all of it represents a moment when the commercial imperatives of tabloid television and the raw availability of genuine human tragedy produced something that many Spanish media scholars now describe as a permanent shift in what audiences would tolerate and what broadcasters would provide. Alcàsser did not create yellow journalism in Spain, but it industrialized it, and the effects of that industrialization on how subsequent crimes and their victims have been treated in Spanish media is traceable in a direct line from 1993 onward.

Miriam's father Fernando García spent the years after the trial as a recognizable figure in Spanish tabloid culture, appearing on programs, giving interviews, maintaining the conspiracy narrative. He was fined hundreds of thousands of euros for defamation. His foundation, created in the girls' names to fund a search for truth, was investigated after it became clear that its money was not being used for the announced purposes. His reputation in Alcàsser itself collapsed. The town that had closed around his grief in 1992 had, by the early 2000s, largely stopped associating him with Miriam's memory.

Toñi Gómez's mother Luisa said what I think is the most important thing anyone connected to this case ever said publicly. She accepted the verdict. She said her daughter deserved to rest. She did not go on television to promote theories. She grieved, and she did it privately, and that in itself is a of dignity that the circus surrounding this case never quite managed to extinguish entirely.

As of 2024 (I haven't been able to find info from 2026), Antonio Anglés is still listed as wanted by Interpol. He would be fifty-seven/fifty-nine years old if he is alive. His file has been updated as recently as 2022, with Interpol explicitly declining to declare him deceased. Spanish courts have renewed investigation orders. International search efforts have been relaunched. Nothing has come back.

Miguel Ricart, who served twenty-one years for three murders and multiple rapes, is a free man living somewhere in Spain. The sentences handed down in 1997 were the maximum available under Spanish law as it existed at the time. Whether those laws were adequate to the severity of what happened at La Romana is a question the Spanish legal system has since revisited, and the maximum sentence cap has been amended in subsequent legislation.

The seven unidentified DNA profiles from the autopsy sit in evidence somewhere in the Spanish judicial system. Nobody has publicly announced that investigative genetic genealogy has been applied to them. Nobody has publicly announced who they belong to or whether they represent additional perpetrators, forensic contamination, or something else entirely.

And Miriam García, Toñi Gómez, and Desirée Hernández are buried in the municipality where they grew up, in the town they were trying to get back to on a Friday night in November. They would all be in their early to mid-thirties now. They would have had enough time to become whoever they were going to become, to figure out the things you can only figure out by living through them, to grow past the versions of themselves that existed at fourteen and fifteen.

They never got any of that. And the full account of who took it from them, and why, and whether others were involved, remains incomplete. Three girls are dead, one man was convicted and released, one man has never been found, seven DNA profiles remain unidentified, and the country that watched it all on television mostly moved on a long time ago.

Their names were Miriam, Toñi, and Desirée. They were fifteen and fourteen years old. They wanted to go to a school party.

They were brutally murdered.

Side note: This case was so brutal and full of uncertainties people even started speculating claiming that the King of Spain was involved in the crime. I personally don't believe that, but what I do believe is that Ricart and Anglès were paid to kidnap her, but did not commit the murders. It was also claimed many years ago that they appeared in a snuff movie that reveals the truth and only a few people have seen. What are your thoughts on this?

References:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alc%C3%A0sser_Girls

https://www.crimeworld.com/international/new-info-emerges-on-notorious-spanish-killer-who-may-have-fled-to-ireland-on-ship/a/104055520.html

https://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antonio_Angl%C3%A9s

https://www.oxygen.com/crime-time/the-alcasser-murders-how-did-miriam-garcia-iborra-toni-gomez-rodriguez-desiree-hernandez-folch-die

https://unresolved.me/the-alcasser-girls

https://alchetron.com/The-Alcasser-Girls

https://www.thedailybeast.com/netflixs-the-alcasser-murders-the-brutal-rape-and-slaughter-of-three-teen-girls-that-scandalized-spain/

https://grokipedia.com/page/Antonio_Angl%C3%A9s

https://www.crimeworld.com/international/new-info-emerges-on-notorious-spanish-killer-who-may-have-fled-to-ireland-on-ship/a/104055520.html

https://www.plataformamedia.com/en/2020/11/13/alcassers-crimes-happened-28-years-ago-and-caused-a-deep-commotion-in-spain/

Christina Long was a child. She was thirteen years old. She was in the sixth grade. She had a poster of a red convertible on her bedroom wall, she was the co-captain of her cheerleading squad, she lit candles at the altar of a Catholic church on Sunday mornings, and she was killed by a grown man who knew exactly how old she was and chose to pursue her anyway. Whatever else you read in this post, whatever complicated feelings the details of this case may generate, those facts have to be the foundation you read everything else from.

2002. The internet was still relatively new as a daily household fixture. Dial-up AOL dominated home connections. Chat rooms were the social media of their day. Parents who had grown up without the internet had almost no framework to understand what their children were doing when they disappeared upstairs to use the family computer for an hour after dinner. That context matters enormously to understanding how Christina's case unfolded, not because it excuses anything or shifts responsibility, but because it explains the landscape she was navigating alone.

Who Christina was

Christina Long was born on March 17, 1989, in Connecticut, to Bruce and Joyce Long. Her early life was, by any reasonable measure, difficult in ways that a child has no power over. Her parents divorced bitterly and both struggled with substance abuse. By the time Christina was approaching her early teens, the living situation with her mother Joyce had deteriorated to the point where her aunt, Shelley Rilling, intervened. Shelley went to court, and when Joyce did not appear at the custody hearing, Shelley was awarded legal guardianship. In August of 2000, when Christina was eleven years old, she moved into Shelley's house in Danbury, Connecticut. She was given her own room. According to the reporting done on this case, that room told the story of the change in her life. She had a poster of a red sports car on her wall. She had the trappings of a normal girl in a stable home.

What happened next is one of the more remarkable things documented about Christina, and I say remarkable because apparently, in a very short period of time, she genuinely flourished. She enrolled at St. Peter School in Danbury, a Catholic school. Within a year of arriving, she was an honor student. She became an altar girl at the church. She made the cheerleading squad and by the time she was twelve, she was its co-captain, described by those who knew her as the girl who knelt at the center of the formation and rose the highest when the squad jumped. Her former teacher Andrea Cappiello, who had taught Christina fifth-grade English and religion, called her "a very good student and a very good cheerleader, very spirited, just a doll." Cappiello added something else though, a detail that lodged in my mind the first time I read it: "She was streetwise. But you could see the other side coming up too. It's clear she was very torn in both directions." https://www.cbsnews.com/news/the-two-faces-of-a-13-year-old-girl/

That observation, that something was pulling at Christina from two different directions, is the most important thing anyone said about her publicly. Because from the outside, what people saw was an altar girl and a cheerleader, a child who had found her footing after a rough start. What they did not see was what happened on Friday nights and in the hours after Shelley went to bed. Friday was the one evening Christina was routinely allowed to go to the Danbury Fair Mall with friends. It was also, according to court documents and police reports, the time she used to meet men she had connected with online.

Christina had an AOL account with the screen name LongToohot4u. Her profile listed her marital status as "I might be single, I might not be." Police who later reviewed her communications described the content as graphic. She had, by the time she died, had sexual contact with multiple adult men she met through online chat rooms. Her aunt, by all accounts, had no knowledge of any of this. The online life and the school life existed in complete separation, and to the people around her at St. Peter, the other half was entirely invisible.

Saul Dos Reis

Saul Dos Reis was born in Brazil and was adopted at birth. He came to the United States at age ten when his mother remarried and moved the family to Connecticut. He attended Greenwich High School, later studied computers at Norwalk Community College, and worked at a restaurant in Port Chester, New York, run by his mother and stepfather. By the accounts of people who knew him, he was not a violent person in any obvious outward sense. He was, at the time he encountered Christina, twenty-four years old and married, his wife working as a receptionist. His life had been difficult in recent years: his wife Tatiana, who was only nineteen when she was diagnosed, had been fighting lymphoma since 1999, and Dos Reis had been working seven days a week to cover her medical expenses.

What the people around Dos Reis did not know, and what only became clear after his arrest, was that this was not the first time he had pursued a minor online. In 1998, four years before Christina's death, Dos Reis had connected in an internet chat room with a fifteen-year-old girl from Prospect, Connecticut, who is identified in court documents only as Jane Doe. He told her he was nineteen. He was twenty. After several weeks of online communication, he traveled from his workplace in Port Chester to her home in Prospect, where they had sex. They met twice more afterward. No charges were filed at the time. That prior contact only came to light as part of the federal investigation that followed his arrest for Christina's murder.

In 2002, Dos Reis's online screen name was HOTES300, a reference to a Lexus model he apparently admired. According to his stepfather's account to investigators, Dos Reis was online bidding for car parts when he received an unsolicited instant message from the account LongToohot4u. What followed was an online exchange that, according to emails later obtained by police, moved quickly toward an agreement to meet in person. Dos Reis knew or should have known that Christina was not an adult. She told him she was fourteen. He was a twenty-four-year-old married man. He told her he was nineteen.

May 10, 2002

The first in-person meeting between Dos Reis and Christina Long took place on May 10, 2002, at the Danbury Fair Mall. They went to a motel room and had sex. Christina was thirteen years and two months old. According to federal court records, Dos Reis was fully aware that she had represented herself as fourteen, meaning even by his own account he was knowingly engaging in sexual activity with someone he believed to be a minor.

It is worth pausing on what this first encounter actually represents legally and morally, because the framing of the later events sometimes obscures it. On May 10, before anything else happened, Saul Dos Reis had already committed statutory rape against a thirteen-year-old child. Everything that followed unfolded from that foundation.

May 16 and 17, 2002

On the evening of Thursday, May 16th, Christina's aunt Shelley was downstairs watching the season finale of ER. Christina was upstairs on the computer. At some point that night, Christina came downstairs to find her aunt in tears. Shelley told her niece, not knowing the terrible irony of her own words: "Chrissy, I don't know what I'd do if I'd lose you." Christina went back upstairs. The following day, Friday, May 17th, she left for the mall as she normally did on Friday evenings.

She did not come home.

Dos Reis met Christina again at the Danbury Fair Mall on the night of May 17th. He drove her to a nearby parking lot. According to the confession he gave following a polygraph examination on May 19th, he strangled Christina Long during sex in his car. He placed her body in a stream in Greenwich, Connecticut, approximately 25 to 35 miles from the mall, leaving her face down in the water. He threw her purse and personal belongings into a gas station dumpster. Court records confirm that the following day, he sent himself an email apparently designed to establish an alibi and create the impression he had been somewhere else.

At sentencing, Dos Reis offered a different version of what happened in that car. He claimed that Christina had initiated a request for autoerotic asphyxiation, that she herself had tied a seatbelt around her own neck, found it uncomfortable, and then showed him how to grip her neck with his hands to produce the desired effect. He said he thought she was joking when she became unresponsive. He said he attempted mouth-to-mouth resuscitation and tasted blood. The federal court that heard this account responded to it directly: the court found that regardless of how the strangulation began, it was impossible for Dos Reis to have not understood that he was risking either death or serious physical harm to a thirteen-year-old child by applying pressure to her neck. The court also pointed to what happened afterward. A man who believed he had been present for a tragic accident does not drive the body thirty miles away, dump it in a stream, discard the victim's belongings, and send himself an alibi email. Those actions describe a person who understood exactly what had happened and was trying to escape responsibility for it.

The search and the discovery

On May 18th, with Christina still missing, the Danbury Fair Mall was doing its ordinary weekend business. Missing person signs were going up on the walls. Mall security couldn't find her. The Danbury Police couldn't find her. Her friends didn't know where she was.

Dos Reis underwent a polygraph examination on the afternoon of Sunday, May 19th. Following that test, he confessed to investigators. The following day, he led law enforcement officers to where he had left Christina's body in a brook in Greenwich. She was found face down in the water. She was thirteen years old.

The charges and the legal proceedings

The case moved through both state and federal court simultaneously, which is not uncommon when a crime involves federal statutes, and the use of the internet to facilitate sexual contact with a minor is a federal offense. In Connecticut Superior Court, Dos Reis pleaded guilty to statutory rape and entered what is known as an Alford plea to a charge of first-degree manslaughter. An Alford plea means the defendant does not admit guilt but acknowledges that the prosecution has sufficient evidence to likely obtain a conviction at trial. He was sentenced in Connecticut state court to thirty years in prison.

In federal court, Dos Reis pleaded guilty to two counts of interstate travel to engage in unlawful sexual activity: one count relating to the 1998 abuse of the fifteen-year-old Jane Doe in Prospect, and one count relating to his abuse of Christina. The federal sentencing guidelines produced an offense level that the court determined substantially understated the gravity of what had occurred. The judge applied what is known as an upward departure under federal sentencing statute 5K2.1, which allows for an enhanced sentence when the offense resulted in death. The court sentenced Dos Reis to consecutive terms of 120 months on the first count and 180 months on the second, for a total federal sentence of 300 months, which is twenty-five years, representing the statutory maximum on both counts. The court specifically found that his conduct was analogous to felony murder, that Christina's death was a knowingly risked outcome, and that the circumstances of how he disposed of her body and covered his tracks merited the most severe sentence available under those statutes. Dos Reis appealed the federal sentence to the United States Court of Appeals for the Second Circuit, which affirmed the sentence in full in 2004.

The practical consequence of all this is a combined sentence of thirty years at the state level running alongside the federal sentence, with the specifics of how these sentences interact determining the actual period of incarceration. What is certain is that the legal system, at least at the sentencing stage, treated his conduct with appropriate gravity, even if the charge of manslaughter rather than murder remained a point of frustration for many people who followed the case.

The way the press covered Christina Long in 2002 was, at times, genuinely troubling, and it is worth naming that directly because it shaped how a lot of people understood her case and, in some respects, still does. The dual-identity framing, "altar girl by day, internet predator by night," ran in headlines across Connecticut and nationally. The implication was not always subtle... that Christina's behavior online was somehow a relevant factor in evaluating what Dos Reis did to her. Her sexual activity was discussed in reporting in ways that would simply not have been applied to a thirteen-year-old victim in almost any other type of case.

The streetwise girl who had grown up fast, who had been through a chaotic childhood with parents who were not able to care for her, who had found something online that gave her a sense of power or attention or maturity that the world around her had not yet offered: that is a description of a child in a vulnerable situation, not a description of a child who bore any responsibility for what was done to her. A thirteen-year-old cannot legally consent to sex with an adult under any circumstances in any jurisdiction in the United States. The question of what Christina wanted or initiated or requested is entirely beside the legal and moral point, and the degree to which some early coverage treated it as relevant did her a disservice that her memory continues to carry.

Dos Reis was the adult in every meaningful sense of that word. He had done this before, in 1998, with a different girl, and faced no consequence for it. When he encountered Christina, he lied about his age. He met her in a motel room when she was thirteen years old. Everything about what he did was a deliberate choice made by a grown man who understood the nature of those choices. The narrative of Christina as a complicated or complicit figure in her own death was always, from a factual and legal standpoint, unfounded.

Christina Long's murder arrived at a particular moment in American cultural history. The internet had been in homes for roughly a decade by 2002, but the dangers of unsupervised chat room access for children were not yet part of the mainstream parenting conversation in any serious or systematic way. Her case changed that, at least temporarily. Congressional hearings about online child safety were held. Schools across the country introduced internet safety curricula for the first time. The case appeared on Web of Lies and in national publications. Danbury held community meetings in the days after her body was found, with parents and children gathering to talk about the dangers of online contact with strangers.

The dynamic that made Christina's case so alarming to parents was not simply that a predator had found a child online, but that the child had been completely hidden from the adults responsible for her. Shelley Rilling, by all accounts, had no idea what was happening. Christina came downstairs on the night of May 16th in her bedclothes and chatted with her aunt about the season finale of a TV show. She was a normal niece in a normal house. The gap between what Shelley understood her life to be and what was actually happening in her online activity was total and terrifying to every parent who read about it.

That gap also raises the question that has no comfortable answer: how does a child that young, from a background that included instability and neglect and repeated upheaval, develop the judgment to navigate what is, in retrospect, an obviously dangerous situation? The honest answer is that she could not have been expected to. The adults in online spaces who were targeting minors were sophisticated and practiced. Dos Reis had been doing it since at least 1998. He knew how to present himself, how to lie about his age, how to move the conversation from a screen to a motel room. Christina was thirteen, coming out of a childhood defined by things being out of her control, and she was in a chat room talking to a grown man who was telling her what she apparently wanted to hear. The fact that she made choices that put her in danger is true. The fact that those choices occurred within a context that a child was not equipped to evaluate is equally true, and the second fact weighs far more heavily than the first.

Christina Long has been dead for twenty-three years, almost twenty-four. She would have been thirty-seven years old this past March. She is buried at Saint Peter Cemetery in Danbury, the same church where she lit candles as an altar girl and led cheers as co-captain of a squad that, in the weeks before she died, knelt at the center of a gymnasium floor and rose together in a wave.

The conversation her case generated about internet safety did produce real change, but the core problem it illustrated, that children in vulnerable situations can be targeted by adults who are patient and calculating and operating in spaces where parental oversight is limited, has never gone away. It has evolved. It moved from AOL chat rooms to social media platforms to gaming environments to apps that did not exist in 2002. The technology changed; the predatory pattern did not.

What I keep coming back to when I think about this case is the image from her final cheerleading performance, described in a piece that Westchester Magazine published about her life. She is the girl at the center of the formation, the co-captain, the one who knelt at center court and rose the highest when the team jumped. She was thirteen years old, and she had already done something genuinely remarkable in moving from the chaos of her early childhood to an honor roll and an altar rail and a cheerleading squad in two years. Whatever was happening online, whatever complicated internal world she was carrying, the version of herself she had built in Danbury was real. She was a kid who was trying, in at least some very visible ways, to build something good out of material that was not easy to work with.

She deserved the chance to grow up. She deserved the stumbling, uncertain, occasionally embarrassing process of becoming an adult with the perspective to understand what was happening to her and make choices accordingly. She was denied that chance by a man who had made the same choice before and gotten away with it. He knew she was a child. He pursued her anyway. And she died in a parking lot in Danbury at thirteen years old.

Her name was Christina Long. She was born on March 17, 1989. She died on May 17, 2002. She liked red cars and cheerleading and going to the mall on Friday nights, and the world should have kept her a great deal longer than it did.

Sources:

https://caselaw.findlaw.com/court/us-2nd-circuit/1111240.html

https://www.cbsnews.com/news/the-two-faces-of-a-13-year-old-girl/

https://es.findagrave.com/memorial/15167812/christina-long

https://1millionpoints.blogspot.com/2011/10/christina-long.html

The web of lies episode is Season 2, Episode 6 and is called "Too fast, too young."

Who was Edna Posey?

Edna Marie Posey, born Edna Marie Rawlings on August 19, 1953, in Washington D.C., was a 30-year-old woman who was, by the time of her death in May 1984, trying to do something genuinely hard: rebuild her life from scratch. She had struggled with mental illness and alcoholism for years, and she was honest enough with herself to recognize that her instability was affecting her son, Randy, who was 12 years old at the time. In an act that says a lot about who she actually was underneath the chaos, she arranged for Randy to be placed in the legal custody of a man named Donald Ruby, a scoutmaster she knew, and his wife Leigh Maser. This wasn't abandonment. It was a mother who loved her son enough to admit she wasn't in a position to take care of him properly, and who wanted him to be stable while she got herself well.

Edna had moved to the southern Maryland and Virginia area to get treatment and distance herself from the environment and the people that were feeding her struggles. Her son later told reporters that she was skipping lunches to save money, because her plan was to come back and get him as soon as she was stable enough to do so. She was working toward something. She had a goal. She had a reason to keep going. And she was getting there.

Over the Memorial Day weekend of 1984, Edna made the trip back to Donald Ruby's home in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. She arrived on Friday, May 25th. By all accounts, that evening was normal. She and her son had a good conversation before they went to sleep. According to Randy, his mother was on a couch in the same room. He woke up in the morning and she was gone. Donald Ruby was gone. Ruby's wife Leigh was gone. Randy said that was the one and only time in all the months he had lived with the Rubys that he had been left completely alone. He said that typically every moment of his time in that house was monitored. That detail stayed with him.

Edna Marie Posey was never seen alive again. She was 30 years old, three months short of her 31st birthday.

The discovery

On the morning of Sunday, May 27, 1984, a fisherman was walking along the Juniata River in Watts Township, Perry County, Pennsylvania. He noticed a large cardboard box that had slid down the embankment from the roadside and come to rest against a small tree near the water. He could tell from the dew patterns on the grass that the box had not been there the night before. The dew was undisturbed everywhere except for the path the box had taken sliding down. He looked inside.

Inside the box, wrapped in plastic, was a female torso. The arms had been severed at the shoulders. The legs had been removed at the knees. The head had been removed at the shoulders. There were no other remains. No arms. No legs. No head. None of those parts have ever been recovered in the forty-plus years since that morning.

Pennsylvania State Police immediately treated the death as a homicide, which was the correct call, but determining cause of death was nearly impossible given the condition of the remains. The manner of death was homicide. The precise cause of death could not be established. The victim had no identification with her. She had no name. She was logged as a Jane Doe and that is how she stayed for the next ten months.

Ten months is a long time to be nameless. Ten months is a long time for a killer to feel safe.

Identification and what it took

In March of 1985, Pennsylvania State Police published a small notice in a local newspaper announcing that the unidentified torso was going to be buried. It was a last-ditch effort to generate some kind of response before the remains were interred without a name. The notice worked. A woman contacted authorities and said that her sister-in-law, Edna Posey, had been missing for approximately that long and that it was possible the Jane Doe could be her.

Investigators compared the torso against what was known about Edna. They found a surgical scar that matched. They found birthmarks that matched. They found her signature belt buckle. Based on those three identifying features, the torso was confirmed to be Edna Marie Posey. She had been dead for approximately ten months before anyone officially knew who she was.

Think about what that means practically. For ten months, the investigation into her murder had no victim. No name to trace. No known associates to interview. No last-known location to work from. No family to speak to. Ten months of investigative time, gone. Whatever trail existed when she disappeared had a decade-long head start on going cold before anyone even knew whose trail it was.

Donald Ruby, the arrest, and the first trial

Once Edna was identified, investigators began piecing together her last known movements. Donald Ruby, the man who had legal custody of her son and was the last person confirmed to have been with her, immediately became the primary suspect. Ruby told police that on May 26, 1984, the day after Edna arrived at his home, he took her to buy some clothes and then dropped her off at a convenience store in Middletown, Pennsylvania, at around 1 p.m. He said he never heard from her again and assumed she had left for Florida, where she had previously received treatment at a psychiatric facility.

In his initial account to investigators, Ruby said he made that trip alone with Edna. In a subsequent interview, he changed his story and said his wife Leigh had also been in the car. This contradiction would become important. When prosecutors obtained employment timecards from Leigh Maser's job at a Sears store in Lancaster, those records showed she was still at work at the time she claimed to be accompanying Ruby and Edna to Middletown. Her alibi for her husband was materially contradicted by her own employment documentation.

Edna's son Randy testified at the first trial about more than just the night his mother disappeared. He told the court about two occasions where Ruby had engaged him in wrestling matches and he believed Ruby had become sexually aroused. He told the court that Ruby had taken him to an adult bookstore on one occasion. He said Ruby had asked at some point if he could take nude photographs of him. An FBI agent testified that, based on Randy's testimony and the fact that Ruby was a longtime scoutmaster, Ruby fit the profile of a pedophile. Critically, the defense did not object to this profiling testimony at the time.

The forensic pathologist who testified at the first trial placed Edna's time of death at between 18 and 30 hours before the discovery of her body. That window overlapped with the period she was at Ruby's home. The prosecution's theory was that Ruby killed her on the night of May 26th or in the early hours of May 27th, and then staged the discovery of her body. Ruby was convicted of first-degree murder following an 11-day trial in February 1987. He was sentenced to life in prison.

The second trial, DNA, and exoneration

Ruby appealed. In 1992, a retrial was granted. The second trial, held in 1993, would become one of the first cases in central Pennsylvania history to introduce DNA evidence in a murder proceeding. What that DNA evidence showed was both exculpatory for Ruby and deeply troubling for the investigation as a whole.

Forensic analysis of sperm recovered from Edna's torso identified three distinct male DNA profiles. None of them matched Donald Ruby. Not one. Three different men had had sexual contact with Edna Posey within a narrow window before her death, and none of those men were the person who had been sitting in prison for years convicted of her murder.

The defense also brought in forensic entomologist Dr. Neal Haskell to re-examine the blowfly egg evidence that had been documented in photographs taken at the scene. Based on his analysis of those eggs, Haskell concluded that the time of death was significantly more recent than the original pathologist had estimated. He placed death at only a few hours before the body was discovered on the morning of May 27th. If Haskell's analysis was correct, Ruby was physically incapable of having committed the murder: he was at his home in Lancaster, roughly 90 miles from where the body was found, at the time Haskell believed Edna was killed.

The dew evidence reinforced this timeline. The dew on the surrounding grass was undisturbed. The only break in the dew pattern was the path the cardboard box had slid down the embankment. This was consistent with the box having been dropped from the road shortly before the fisherman arrived that morning, not hours or days earlier. It was not consistent with a body that had been there overnight.

Ruby's wife also recanted at the second trial. She admitted she had lied in the first trial when she provided him an alibi. She said she lied because she was afraid for her husband and believed at the time that she was helping him. Whether her recantation means Ruby was innocent or simply means his alibi was fabricated for reasons unrelated to actual guilt is something only Ruby knows. What the jury decided in 1993, faced with DNA that excluded him, a revised time of death that excluded him, and a recanted alibi, was to acquit him. Donald Ruby walked out of prison having served years for a murder the second jury did not believe he committed.

It was later reported that Ruby had lost his family and left prison without any money. He reportedly stated he had no plans to sue the state for wrongful imprisonment. The case was officially listed as open and unsolved. The three men whose DNA was recovered from Edna's body have never been identified.

Where the investigation stands now

In the four decades since Edna's murder, the case has produced very little in terms of new investigative leads. The Forensic Files television program aired an episode about the case in March 2003, which generated some national attention at the time but did not result in any new suspects being identified or charged.

As of December 2024, when CBS 21 in Pennsylvania ran a report that included the first public statement from Edna's son Randy, the case remains unsolved. Pennsylvania State Police Criminal Investigation Supervisor Corporal Kyle Tobin acknowledged in that report that the existence of DNA from three unidentified men represents a genuine investigative lead that the department is actively pursuing. According to Tobin, investigators are working with companies specializing in evolving DNA technology to try to generate matches from those samples. Investigative genetic genealogy, the same technique used to identify the Golden State Killer in 2018, has the potential to generate leads from these profiles even if the men themselves are not in law enforcement databases.

A new witness has also come forward in recent years. This person told investigators that around 1984, a coworker invited him to a party that was going to involve that coworker, two other men, and a woman they had just met. The witness declined to go. The following day, the witness showed up at the coworker's property for a concrete job they were doing together. He found the coworker cleaning a concrete saw. There was a red liquid present that the coworker said was grease. The witness was not sure it was grease. He was not sure it was blood. But the detail lodged in his memory, and enough years later he brought it to the attention of investigators. That witness information is now part of the active case file. Investigators are working to determine whether the DNA on file can be matched to that coworker or the other two men who were reportedly at the party.

A $5,000 reward is currently being offered for information that leads to solving the case. The Pennsylvania State Police detachment at Newport is handling the investigation and can be reached at 717-567-3110. Tips can also be submitted through the PSP Tips line at 1-800-472-8477.

What this case deserves and what it has received instead

Edna Posey has been dead for over forty years. Her killer or killers have never been charged, never been named publicly, and by all appearances have never faced a single consequence for what was, by every available measure, one of the most brutal murders in Pennsylvania in the 1980s. Her remains were so thoroughly dismembered that her cause of death could not even be determined. Her head and all four of her limbs have never been located. The level of violence and the deliberateness required to do what was done to her body speaks to either an extreme degree of premeditation, a willingness to destroy evidence with remarkable thoroughness, or both.

And yet the public conversation around this case, to the extent that one exists at all, has often been more focused on judging Edna than on finding who killed her. After Ruby's acquittal and the revelation that three men's DNA was found on her body, commentary in online forums and apparently even in some of the Forensic Files coverage leaned hard into characterizing Edna in ways that were, to put it plainly, intended to make her seem like she was less worthy of serious investigation. One source reviewing the Forensic Files episode noted that the show's treatment of Edna described her in ways that the true crime community found victim-blaming and reductive. The fact that Edna may have visited a bar, may have met men she didn't know, may have engaged in sexual activity with more than one person the night she died: none of that is a justification for murder. None of that is a reason to dismantle someone's body and dump it in a cardboard box by a river. None of that means her son deserves to spend forty years without knowing what happened to his mother.

Edna had struggled. Edna had made choices in her life that she herself acknowledged were out of control. She had also checked herself into treatment. She had given up custody of her son to protect him from her instability. She had been skipping meals to save money to come back for him. She was on her way back. The person who was murdered was not some abstract cautionary tale. She was a real woman who was doing the hard work of trying to be better, and somebody or somebodies ended her life, took a saw to her body, packed her remains in a box, and dumped them by a river like she was nothing.

The idea that her lifestyle in any way reduces the urgency of finding who did this is not just morally wrong. It is also practically backward. If anything, the circumstances of her death make the investigation more important, not less. We know there were at least three men with her that night. We have their DNA. We have a witness who may have seen the aftermath of the crime. We have investigative genetic genealogy technology that did not exist when this murder occurred and that has since been used to crack cases that were considered completely cold. The tools exist. The leads exist. What has been missing, for far too long, is the sustained public pressure and media attention that keeps cases like this one on investigators' priority lists.

Edna's son Randy has now spoken publicly about his mother's case for the first time. He said the hardest part of all of it is not knowing who did what or when. Not knowing the truth. He has been carrying that not-knowing since he was twelve years old. He is in his fifties now. He deserves an answer. His mother deserves to have her case taken as seriously as any other unsolved homicide of this brutality.

Why this case should matter more than it does nowadays

This subreddit exists because cases fall through the cracks. They fall through the cracks for all kinds of reasons. Sometimes because they happened before the internet existed and never got digital traction. Sometimes because the victim's lifestyle makes people feel comfortable looking away. Sometimes because a wrongful conviction muddied the investigative waters and by the time the wrong person was released, the real perpetrators had had years to disappear. Edna Posey's case checks every one of those boxes simultaneously.

She was murdered in 1984, before true crime had a mass audience that could apply pressure to cold cases. She was a woman with documented struggles who the world found it easy to write off. An innocent man was convicted, served years, and was released, after which the case was effectively deprioritized because the simplest narrative had collapsed. And in the vacuum that followed, three men who left biological evidence at the scene of a brutal homicide have lived their lives without consequence.

DNA technology is better now than it has ever been. Investigative genetic genealogy has solved cases from the 1970s and 1980s using evidence far more degraded than what exists in this case. There is reason to believe this case is solvable. The question is whether enough people care enough to keep pushing for it.

If you have any information about Edna Posey's murder, please contact the Pennsylvania State Police at Newport at 717-567-3110, or submit a tip through the PSP Tips line at 1-800-472-8477, or online through the Pennsylvania State Police website. A $5,000 reward is being offered. If you recognize anything in this post, a name, a face, a story someone told, a party someone mentioned going to over Memorial Day weekend of 1984 in the Harrisburg, Middletown, or Lancaster, Pennsylvania area, please reach out to investigators.

Edna Marie Posey was a real person. She had a son who loved her. She was trying to come back to him. She deserved to make it. And she deserves, forty years later, to finally have a name attached to what happened to her.

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https://truecrimediscussions.blogspot.com/2022/07/donald-ruby.html