This week on Love Kills x Melanin Mayhem, we ain’t talking about some far-off case in another city—nah, this one hit me right in my backyard. I knew the people. I worked with them. And when the news broke, it shook me to my core.

What happens when a dusty, trifling DJ decides he’d rather destroy his wife rather than let go? What happens when the trigger man shows up not only at the crime scene, but later as a pallbearer for the very woman he helped put in the casket?

This isn’t just another story I researched. This is one I lived through. A wife, a mother, a colleague gone too soon because of the niggacity and evilness of two men who thought they were untouchable.

Today, I’m pulling back the curtain on the murder of Tiffany Jackson-Pugh—told through my point of view as someone who knew the players, felt the fallout, and still carries the rage. Buckle up, because this ain’t just true crime. This is personal.