Hello lovers of Black true crime, and welcome back to Melanin Mayhem, where the stories are melanated, the mayhem is maximum, and the chaos never takes a day off.

Now, I thought I had my little internal criminal ranking system all figured out. You know—petty thief over here, violent offender over there, like folks just stay in one lane. But babyyyy, this week’s case? It blew that whole theory out the water.

Imagine someone who looks like they just stepped out of a 70s soul train line—clean, charming, slick talkin’, and heavy in the streets. But behind the designer shades and the hustle… was a monster. And not the kind you see coming.

Let’s just say this man’s crimes weren’t confined to one lane—or even one decade. And the victims? We've seen them before.

So, if you thought you knew what evil looked like… think again. This week, we’re peeling back the layers on a case full of smooth lies, street-level grime, and a darkness that’ll leave you speechless.

This is the story of Carlton Gary AKA The Stocking Strangler.