The Associated Press came out with an article involving my son’s case this morning. Several news outlets appeared to have picked it up within minutes of it being posted. It appears that the story has gone national. When I read the article, I actually felt like it was Christmas and my birthday at one time. I only wish my little boy could have been here to experience this sheer joy.
Smoke and Clouds:
It appears that that Luc (or possibly the man he lives with) has been driving himself into a frenzy over the past week trying to comment on any blog/forum he can find in an attempt to tarnish my reputation and render my words not credible. Despite these “odd”, periless, hilarious, and frankly idiotic attempts to “hijack the discourse” – the undeniable truth remains. Screaming from the mountain tops about ME won’t change the fact that his own brother has called him a monster and believes Luc killed his own mother. It also won’t change the fact that the police are investigating all of the people who have turned up dead around him.
Allow me to take a moment and state the obvious here: The police don’t open a criminal investigation surrounding the death of a toddler merely because the mother wants them to do so. (I can promise you – I am not that well connected) The media would not make these claims without consulting with their attorney’s and verifying these investigations with the police. A “vengeful mother” would not be able to create this level of media ground swell. (Again, I am NOT this well connected or I would have gotten this in the paper BEFORE Prince died.) Luc was given plenty of chances to speak with the media to “explain” and he chose not to comment. It doesn’t take a genius to see why this might be the case.
As I have mentioned before, the first time anyone hears my story they either start crying, look at me with shock and horror, or just plain don’t believe it. I can understand all of these reactions, because in the past three years I have had variations of all three of these. It is hard to believe that someone could be capable of doing all of these terrible things and still be walking free amongst us.
When Prince first passed away, I would tell people about what happened and their initial reaction was usually, “how come I haven’t seen this in the news?” I didn’t have a good answer for that question because I also questioned why a lot of things hadn’t been in the news. For example, why is THIS the first time that Luc’s name is being tied in the press to Shawn Mason’s death? Why hadn’t anyone ever heard of Alma Collins?
Luc has told many stories to many people. I have been contacted in just the past week by a few who had heard outrageous lies and couldn’t believe the things they didn’t know about Luc. (To even include his real age – 40…instead of the 35 that is on his drivers license or maybe the 20 something he is trying to get away with claiming these days)
I am thankful that average Americans can now pick up a newspaper and read some facts about this case for themselves and I no longer have to try and explain what all of the odd, scary, and dangerous events that occurred around this one man.
Let’s put this to bed:
If nothing else, I have attempted to be the most open and honest that I can in this blog. I have never tried to hide the fact that when I left Luc in 2011 the police arrested both me and my sister. Despite Luc’s attempts to make me look like a criminal, the public is free to look at my criminal record and see that my criminal case was completely dismissed. My sister’s case was also dismissed when they realized that they wrongfully charged a victim. After this situation, I learned how many rapists get away with this type of hideous crime.
In fact, after the Commonwealth Attorney presented his case, my lawyer made a motion to strike the evidence (basically meaning he asked the judge to decide if the evidence the Commonwealth presented even warranted us to present a defense). The judge told us he didn’t need to see my defense, turned and laughed at the prosecutor and said, “Mr. Richardson, this is not obstruction of justice.” I have not expunged my record, so for those interested and bored enough to look – I welcome you to go to the Prince William County, VA courthouse and get all the information you can find on this case and see for yourself.
Most people who read the Associated Press Article will not pick up on a very important and nuanced detail. Luc’s mother died in the jurisdiction of Prince William County, VA. (The same county that falsely arrested me and my sister) The Manassas City Police (different police department) is now looking into a case that Prince William believed and ruled as a suicide. The Manassas City police are re-investigating Alma Collins’ case in connection to Luc. Does anyone see where I am going with this? I am not placing blame on the Prince William County Police, I am merely raising this question: How come another Police Department is investigating a death you ruled a suicide? If there was no evidence that this woman possibly died from something other than suicide, why has this case resurfaced? I will leave this detail to my readers to contemplate because it is one that continues to baffle me.
I have been through hell in the past three years. From the moment Lucifer walked into my life, stress and chaos have been a constant theme. Since I have learned about all the things Luc has been “oddly” connected to (internet porn, several arrests, and now these murders/deaths that keep happening around him), I have prayed for the moment that the media shines a light on this cockroach.
The Associate Press quoted me as saying, “Either he is the most unlucky bastard on this planet, or he is a killer.” I have my own suspicions of which is true. In my custody case, my lawyer described a scene to Judge Algeo of Luc as a runaway train. He said that everyone who comes into contact with Luc either ends up somehow hurt and sometimes they even die. He then said, “now Prince is laying on the train tracks and train Luc is headed right for him. Are you going to grab him out of the way or just let him get hit.”
Judge Algeo didn’t grab him out of the way – he let the train hit my son.
So now as the media frenzy begins, I will sit back (with my guardian angel Prince watching from above) and open up a bottle of champagne – and maybe some popcorn – and watch as the world finally sees what me and so many other victims have been dealing with after coming into contact with Lucifer.
My Prince (also known as Didi, JaJa, Princepuss, Bubba, little man, baby cakes, and baby boy), I will love you forever and always. As long as I am alive…you will always be my baby. I will continue to fight for you every single day and for the rest of my life. Love, Mama