Well, here we are at the end 2014. It’s been a year. Conjuring Justice is out. The biggest part of the story is out for masses. It is incredibly quiet, although I know that I have ruffled a feather or two. I know that by the signals I get from the periphery. The subtle rippling of the proverbial pool of justice. It is out there and I hope to turn it into a full bore whirlpool.
It has become apparently clear that the definition of jurisprudence in Escambia County is different than in the rest of the world. Sadly, it has a similar definition to cronyism. “Cover your ass” and “one hand washes the other” are the themes of all the circumstances around the Billings’ Murders and the reasonings that took so many lives. It is the most deplorable, sleazy, genuinely most corrupt affair that could be dreamt up.
It is such a far-fetched story that it is unconscionable that it is true. So many people and no moral fiber to speak of between the bunch. In a day where civlians lose their lives due a political strategy and an on-going homeland operation, it is unbelievably unethical to lay those deaths at the feet of innocent men. Denying the entire time that anything, diabolical is going on, even as the judge is commandeered and the prosecutors are having unrecorded interviews with suspects prior to law enforcement, that completely skew the horizon of the entire case. Sabotaging at every angle to cover up a bad political move regarding a territory war, the court officers and legal experts who are paid to ensure justice all conspire to make names for themselves in the face of a very brutish attempt to let one cartel snuff out another with terrorist acts. That is in fact what happened in Pensacola, Florida on July 9, 2009. It should be seen for the animalistic act it is.
I took the Nanowrimo challenge. I wrote a novel in 30 days. I won! I did it! Yea for me!
The story needs to be told. I have been accused of capitalizing on the backs of the horrors and to that accusation I say I put my heart and soul into proving the innocence of one man. In the meantime, the evidence proves at least 2 others are innocent as well. I’m not capitalizing on anything. I am making a living proving innocence. Take that for what it is worth and know that I did come into this pure of heart as I still am today. If that is not absolutely clear, there is nothing more I can say to convince anyone.
On Saturday, February 22, 2014, Joaquim “El Chapo” Guzman was captured in Mexico City without incident. This was a coordinated effort by the US and Mexico. Extradition to the US is expected but mapped out yet. This is part of the surreality of the Billings murders. Far fetched as it may seem, it is inclusive. The Zetas, the cartel that took over the Gulf Cartel that was established in the Panhandle of Florida to the Panhandle of Texas, has been slowly consumed by the Sinoloa cartel. Sinoloa has been outsourcing with the Zetas for the last couple of years as well as taking out leaders. Now El Chapo is said to reign supreme over any drug trafficking from Colombia to North America and Spain. With him behind bars, the threat of territorial takeovers and uprisings is likely. Chapo has many enemies and this is the time for them to take his operation.
According to the FBI and DEA, the Billings murder are a product of this turf war. Knowing the expansiveness of El Chapo’s reach,”little ole Pensacola” may have more problems than they expect.
Evidently, it was too late in the trial. Geeker ended up declaring a mistrial due to a hung jury for the second time in 6 months. The prosecutors rallied and finally got a conviction in July of 2011. By this time, the Stallworth family had run out of money to pay for attorney’s fees and his fate was left to a public defender, but the prosecutors laid things out as Geeker advised and that coupled with the public defender resulted in Stallworth, a non-shooter, sentenced to life in prison. After what can only be called a “witch hunt” and thousands of dollars of tax payers’ money, they have a man they can’t convincingly say was at the scene of the crime, behind bars for the rest of his life.
Just think about this, you have a judge who was a federal prosecutor who opted out of trying a Columbian cartel he had investigated and nabbed over the course of several years, being the one to bring down innocent men not to tangle with that cartel again. Judge Geeker left his position in South Florida at the height of the trials and incarcerations that he commandeered. Why? The nature of Columbian cartel and their brutality is the best explanation. Wouldn’t it be prudent not to rile that cartel’s ally in Pensacola 25 years later?
For those keeping score, we have a corrupt sheriff, David Morgan; a corrupt, prosecutor, Bill Eddins, and a corrupt judge, Geeker overseeing the matter. There is nothing about this case that hasn’t been mishandled or polluted by personal agendas. There is no justice to be found in Pensacola.
So with everything pointing to the fact the Billings’ were involved with cartels. Despite Morgan’s hot air, it is apparent that this is more than a home invasion robbery. I want to focus on the family. My interpretation of family are people who you grew up with, who raised you, day in and day out. Not necessarily blood but people who would put their lives down for you. Justin Billings doesn’t seem to feel that way about his parents. For that matter, neither does Ashley or Blue Markham. Byrd was funding Blue’s business; he was Ashley’s step dad that provided her with a more normal life than she’d ever had before. But none of these people are what they seem. Blue Markham was involved with this cartel according to everyone involved; he participated on Byrd’s behalf.
Let’s get this straight. Justin was in contact with someone on the fringe of the cartel minutes after the murder as well as days before. Blue Markham is in cahoots with Cab Tice, Hugh Wiggins and whatever evil they are peddling—drugs, guns, humans. None of these people are ever charged. Cab and Blue walk away from this crime without being thoroughly investigated. Hugh Wiggins tells the police NOTHING and walks away from an armory of federal gun charges plus whatever charges for covering up a murder after the fact.
DOES ANY OF THIS MAKE SENSE??
Think about this for a minute. The people closest to this family are not investigated; they gained all the estate. Why were they not looked at more closely? What kind of investigators don’t go to the heart of the investigation? It’s simple they were told to stand down. This case was much bigger than the murder of Byrd & Melanie.
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Does any one know the feeling of running late on a rainy Monday and having a flat tire, with no spare on a busy road and no one stopping to help? Of course. Everybody has those days when you couldn’t buy luck. Everything cosmically falls apart for no apparent reason. Imagine having that day in perpetuity. How bad would that day would be if you got stuck with that day as your “Groundhog Day”? We all feel bad for that person, because we understand how that feels. We have walked a mile or more in those shoes. We feel the pain because we have been there.
Help me end this day for Patrick
When I started my research, I suppose you could say I was blissfully naive. I knew there were cases that were bungled. I watch Discovery ID. I wasn’t oblivious to “blind” justice. However, I wasn’t prepared for justice that was willfully deaf and dumb as well. One of the first contacts was someone investigating Bill Eddins for ethical and prosecutorial conduct. This was one of my first red flags.
Another red flag was Sheriff Morgan stating he would not be investigating anything pertaining to the Billings’ business dealings. WHAT????? Any kind of investigation should focus on the life of the victims. Anyone who has ever seen CSI or for that matter anyone who knows human nature would know that murders are seldom committed by strangers. This was no random incident.
Byrd and Melanie had a no social life to speak of outside of family. What’s left? Family & Business. We know Justin tells deputies that he saved his girlfriend by paying for her safety. Why didn’t he pay for his family’s safety or his own personal safety? In a nutshell he knew what was going to happen, so why didn’t he warn his parents?
He claims his buddy Walter in Colorado confirmed it was a “hit” and not a robbery. Who the hell is Walter? Why wasn’t he interviewed? What did he know? Why was Justin in on it?
Taking a step back, in researching the Zetas activities, I found that their activities are based in the southeast and southwest, Colorado and Florida included. So if the theory of this being an organized crime hit is true, Justin and Walter make sense, don’t they? I have found that in researching people that the simplest explanation is usually the correct one. The simple explanation that makes all the craziness of this trial make sense is that Byrd & Melanie were casualties of a cartel.
Ron Samuels was a Toyota dealer in Pensacola. He was around for a few years. When I lived there, I used to see him when I worked at Village Inn. He wasn’t the picture of success. He was a big man with longer unkempt hair. When I say big, I mean all the way around. He was 6’4″ and probably 300 lbs. He wore polo shirts and shorts. He looked sweaty all the time. He was not the image of a business man, but this was Pensacola. Area professionals are business casual and less jacket and tie, but even saying that, Ron was still below par.
He was always with other important people like the Levin or Stamitoles clan. Ron was not very personable at least to most. He was a jackass with an overblown sense of self-importance. So it wasn’t at all surprising to hear that he was arrested trafficking cocaine in Mexico. Then to hear he hired men to kill his ex-wife Heather, the mother of his children, it was a bit surreal but with all the other connections and degrees of separation in Pensacola, I suppose it would have been more awkward if hadn’t been mixed up with drugs and hit men, being a car dealer in Pensacola. Hell, maybe that’s a prerequisite.
It’s funny in thinking about it. My dad worked in dealerships in Birmingham, in the 1950’s & 60’s. He talked about a time when he got a call from Sammy Cantavespre. He owned a restaurant in Birmingham. He was the local mob boss and eventually expanded to opening “Sammy’s Gentleman’s Club”, a strip bar. The call from Sammy was to let my dad know Sammy’s daughter was going to be by to pick up a car. She came in, picked a red sports car and drove off. Another associate of my dad’s asked him why no paperwork was drawn up and why did this girl get to just pick a car and drive off. My dad’s answer was “She is Sammy’s daughter”. There was no one that was going to challenge this and later that day a crony of his came in paid for the red sports car in hundred dollar bills.
The point of the story is that in this area of the South, the dealership world is latent with illegal activity. It is the nature of the beast.