On November 3rd, 2003, a 911 call came from Mark Center in Defiance County, Ohio. The caller was 10-year-old Corey Breininger.

Corey was hysterical and told the dispatcher that his father had been shot in the head after a gun went off accidentally. He said he didn’t know there was a bullet in the chamber.

Corey then confirmed that his stepmother, Judith, wasn’t home and that he hadn’t contacted her yet. It was just him and his father in the house. The dispatcher then walked him through CPR.

When police arrived around 4:00 PM, they found 34-year-old Robert Breininger dead in his bed from a single gunshot wound to the head.

Officers spoke with Corey, who they described as broken and crying. Corey pleaded with the officers, saying, “Save my dad, he’s my best friend.”

Corey explained that he and his father had been talking about hunting and gun safety. 

As his father was showing him how to use the gun, Corey was handing the weapon to his dad. Corey said that his finger was on the trigger and the safety was off. He claimed his father then pulled the trigger and set the gun off.

But what had truly happened that day? And was Robert Breininger’s death genuinely an accident?

It was December 2020 — deep in the middle of France’s COVID lockdown — when 33-year-old Delphine Jubillar vanished from her home in the small town of Cagnac-les-Mines.

Her husband, Cédric, said she had simply disappeared in the night. But investigators quickly began to suspect otherwise.

But there was no body. No blood. No confession. No witness. Just a husband who insisted he was innocent.

By October 2025, five years later, with still no body or trace of Delphine, Cédric Jubillar finally stood trial for his wife’s murder.

But even then, with no physical evidence and no sign of Delphine ever found, two questions remained:

Where was Delphine Jubillar? And how do you convict someone of murder… when there’s no proof a murder ever happened?

When a parcel was fished from the River Thames in the spring of 1896, no one expected what was inside.

Wrapped in brown paper, tied with white tape, and weighted with a brick… was the tiny body of a baby girl.

The discovery would set detectives on the trail of a woman once known as kind, gentle — even motherly.

A trained nurse and midwife who dedicated her life to caring for others. Her name was Amelia Dyer.

But when detectives finally stepped inside her home, they came face to face with an overpowering stench of decay. They also stumbled upon piles of baby clothes, adoption letters, and white tape. It was clear something unspeakable had happened there.

Who was Amelia Dyer — a troubled woman lost to madness… or one of the most prolific murderers in British history?

When 32-year-old Joanne Hill finished her day at work in Chester, England, her mind was already set on what she was going to do.After leaving the office, she collected her four-year-old daughter, Naomi, from the childminder in Connah’s Quay and drove them home.

Once inside, she poured herself a glass of wine and drank it.A few minutes later, Joanne ran her daughter a bath while little Naomi sat in front of the television — completely unaware of the danger she was in.

What happened next was unimaginable.

That night, Joanne Hill did the unthinkable.

On the 7th of January 2006, 26-year-old Jody Galante — three months pregnant and the mother of a two-year-old daughter — was reported missing. Her family, including her husband, Mark, appeared on national television, weeping and begging for help in finding her.But as the days passed, darker questions began to surface. Had Jody run away? Had she fallen victim to a random attack? Or was the danger much closer to home?

On the night of April 26, 2016, thirty-year-old Tricia Todd went to meet her ex-husband, Steven Williams. She was dropping off medication for their two-year-old daughter, Faith. Faith had been struggling to sleep, and Steven asked Tricia to bring the medicine over.

Steven, who was living in North Carolina, had rented a place in Hobe Sound, Florida, to spend time with Faith as part of his custody arrangement. That evening, surveillance footage captured Tricia at a Walgreens buying the medication. She then drove to Steven’s rental, dropped it off, and left around 2 a.m.The next morning, Steven tried to reach Tricia to arrange picking up Faith. But she didn’t answer her phone. After calling repeatedly with no luck, he left Faith with a babysitter before heading back to North Carolina for work. By that evening, there was still no sign of Tricia.

The babysitter, started to worry. Tricia was never late when it came to her daughter. Denise called and texted, but there was no response. Concerned, she reached out to Tricia’s family.

As the day turned to night with still no word, Jonathan reported his sister missing to the Martin County Sheriff’s Office, and a BOLO — a “be on the lookout” — was issued.

Soon after, investigators discovered Tricia’s car parked in an unusual spot near the home she shared with her brother, Joshua. Her keys were still in the ignition, and her purse was inside, but her wallet and cell phone were gone. At the house itself, nothing looked disturbed.

Detectives suspected foul play almost immediately, and a search effort was launched. But the question remained — who would want to hurt Tricia Todd?

When a 911 call came in from a man saying he had found a woman and a young boy bludgeoned to death inside a home on Redstone Drive, police braced themselves for a horrific scene. But what they didn't expect… was how calmly he said it.But the real shock came when they asked his connection to the victims and who had been responsible, and he responded very matter of fact…

By the time officers arrived, the devastating reality was confirmed. Inside, they found 39-year-old Irina Elizabeth Moyer and her 7-year-old son, Dylan, brutally killed. The home showed no signs of forced entry, no struggle outside the rooms where they lay.But there was something else missing. The man who had made the call, 44-year-old Christopher Moyer, husband, father, and now the key figure in a double homicide, had vanished. No trace. No explanation. Just gone.

On the evening of March 24th, 2012, a 911 call came in from a quiet stretch of rural Iowa. On the other end of the line was a 13-year-old boy. He told the dispatcher he had just shot his mom.

Just before the call, he had texted his father, saying, "Dad, this is Noah. I killed Mom accidentally. I regret it. Come home now please." His dad assumed it was some kind of twisted joke and texted back, "Okay. Just throw her in the grove. We will take care of her later."

Earlier that day, Noah had come home with bad grades. His mother, Gretchen, took away his video game controller—a punishment that may seem small, but for a boy obsessed with gaming, it hit hard.

Maybe it was that. Maybe it was something deeper. But by that evening, something had shifted—and by the time the sun went down, Gretchen was dead, and nothing in that house

00:00 Case 1 - Carol Wardell

22:53 Case 2 - Stephen Searle

45:11 Case 3 - Ramanodge Unmathallegadoo

01:05:27 Case 4 - Tiana Notice

01:19:41 Case 5 - Carol Jarvis

01:37:18 Case 6 - Cheryl Hooper

02:06:03 Case 7 - Jordan Monaghan

02:44:41 Case 8 - Wendi Andriano

03:05:05 Case 9 - Samantha Parker

03:23:04 Case 10 - Jan Moffatt

03:44:00 Case 11 - Trish Willoughby

On August 29, 2013, a woman named Kiki Muddar dialed 999 from a house on Broomfield Road in Chadwell Heath, East London.

She reported that her 33-year-old roommate, Polly Chowdhury, had attempted to take her own life in the bath - and that Polly's daughter, eight-year-old Ayesha Ali, was dead.

When paramedics arrived, they found Ayesha in her bedroom, unresponsive and already cold. She was naked except for a pair of pink underwear, and despite efforts, she was pronounced dead at the scene.Near her body, police discovered notes written by Polly.

One claimed Ayesha had tried to drown herself, and that Polly, unable to revive her, had suffocated the child with a pillow - supposedly to "end her suffering."Polly was rushed to hospital.

She survived and was taken into medical care - but within hours of leaving the hospital, she was under arrest for the murder of her own daughter.At first glance, it seemed like a tragic but straightforward case of a mother's mental breakdown turned deadly.

But investigators immediately noticed something off - Kiki Muddar, the woman who made the emergency call, showed little interest in Ayesha's fate. Her concern, strangely, was focused solely on Polly's wellbeing.

All the evidence initially pointed to Polly. But as detectives dug deeper, a far more disturbing story began to emerge - a twisted web of psychological manipulation, obsession, and lies.And at the center of it all… was Kiki Muddar.