Cases where a woman was the killer, or one of them.
87 cases

In Newcastle's crumbling Scotswood slums in 1968, four-year-old Martin Brown was found dead in a derelict house — and the trail led police to Mary Bell, a ten-year-old girl the neighborhood children already feared.

In September 2000, two expectant mothers met by chance in a Walmart and discovered they were neighbors — days later, Theresa Andrews vanished along with the Jeep Wrangler she had arranged to sell to a mystery buyer.

Nine-year-old Elizabeth Olten set off on the four-house walk home from a neighbor's in tiny St. Martin, Missouri, and never arrived — and her cell phone signal pointed hundreds of searchers into the dark woods directly behind their homes.

Jessica Wongso arrived oddly early at Jakarta's trendy Olivier restaurant and ordered a Vietnamese iced coffee for her old college friend Mirna Salihin — a drink investigators would later determine contained a lethal dose of cyanide.

Petite French stylist Valerie Pape and her brash bar-owner husband Ira Pomerantz were fixtures of Scottsdale society — until a witness saw a blonde woman in high heels and gloves backing a blue Jaguar up to a supermarket dumpster.

Six-times-married showgirl Marjorie Orbin finally landed the comfortable Scottsdale life with art dealer Jay Orbin — then Jay vanished on the road, and a blue Rubbermaid container turned up at the edge of the desert.

Days after her Kalispell, Montana wedding, reluctant bride Jordan Graham was confiding doubts to friends — and then her new husband Cody Johnson disappeared, followed by a mysterious email claiming he had fallen from a cliff in Glacier National Park.

Rick Chance, the windshield king of Phoenix TV commercials, arrived at a hotel-room business meeting carrying a briefcase holding more than a million dollars in jewelry — unaware of what Brandi Hungerford had planned for the evening.

Hann and Bich Pan pushed their daughter Jennifer toward perfection at any cost — and when she told police three armed men had burst into the family's Toronto-area home, investigators noticed her story didn't quite add up.

Bartenders Zack Bowen and Addie Hall became French Quarter folk heroes for riding out Hurricane Katrina in style — a year before a note found on the roof of the Omni Royal Orleans Hotel sent police to their Rampart Street apartment.

On the morning of his sixth wedding anniversary, Mike Williams set out alone to hunt ducks among the stumps of Lake Seminole and never returned — and with no body to recover, investigators reasoned the lake's alligators had left nothing to find.

Eleven-year-old Hana Alemu was adopted from Ethiopia into Larry and Carri Williams' strict homeschooling household of nine in Sedro-Woolley, Washington — a rescue rooted in faith, and in the harsh discipline of a book called To Train Up A Child.

On Friday the 13th of April 2012, Brittany Killgore was packing to leave Fallbrook, California when Marine Louis Perez offered a Hornblower dinner cruise in San Diego — an evening entangled with Dorothy Maraglino, a woman who despised her.

Sally Challen was fifteen when she fell for car dealer Richard Challen, and she stayed devoted through four decades of his cruelty and control — until a Saturday lunch at their Surrey home ended with the hammer she had carried in her handbag.

Lonely widower Fred Weeks proposed within days of white-haired, rosy-cheeked 'Millie' knocking on his Nova Scotia door — and on the honeymoon ferry to Newfoundland, he suddenly couldn't remember how to start his own car.

On Halloween night 1984, accountant Mel Dyson worked late at his Huntington Beach office while his common-law wife Dixie kept to her routine — a routine that, along with two men named George Ira Lamb and Enrico Vasquez, would draw hard questions from detectives.

In Pennsylvania's Pocono Mountains, Cheryl Kunkle raised her son Greg Rowe on resentment and control. When sixteen-year-old Kristin Fisher refused the abortion Greg demanded and gave birth to baby Kaylee, mother and son came to share far more than a grudge.

After her young son David died, St. Louis mother Ellen Boehm bought a new car rather than pay his $2,348 funeral bill — and seemed more upbeat than ever. She still held a $5,000 life insurance policy on each of her surviving children.

Fifty-six-year-old Texan Bill Nelson met Omaima Aref, a twenty-three-year-old Egyptian beauty, over a game of pool in a Costa Mesa dive bar, and a whirlwind romance began. Weeks later, a Thanksgiving Day phone call to his stepdaughter was the last anyone heard from Bill.

Betty Devore carried the scars of a brutal Iowa childhood — beatings, rape, and a mother in and out of mental institutions. Three weeks after meeting charming antique dealer Harold Frieberg at a singles meeting in Fairfield, she married him. Her buried past came along.

Hoping to rekindle a stagnant marriage, Steven Hricko booked a Valentine's weekend at a Maryland resort featuring a murder-mystery dinner theater show. His wife Kimberly — a surgical technologist whose job included disposing of unused drugs — was suddenly, surprisingly affectionate.

Hilma Witte's Indiana household was ruled by her husband Paul's beatings — until it wasn't. Before the story ended, a grandmother lay dead in her bed, shot with a medieval crossbow as she slept, and Hilma's teenage sons carried the secrets.

Daniel Carlson came home to the family's trailer in tiny Kapowsin, Washington, to find his wife Lisa shot to death on the couch. On the 911 call he spoke in a flat monotone, unable to recall his own address — and police found no forced entry.

Just before 11:00 a.m., Marlene answered the doorbell of her Florida home to find a clown in an orange wig holding balloons and a basket of flowers — a gift, she assumed, from her husband Michael Warren. What happened next took decades to unravel.

Driving near Lake Tahoe at dawn in June 1984, Maybel Harrison spotted flames beside the highway: a young woman burning on a makeshift pyre, bound, gagged, and unidentifiable. Nearly a decade later, Terry Knorr told police a story about her own family that no one believed.

A utility crew working along Miami's North Bay Road spotted what looked like a candy wrapper behind a hedge. It was a lollipop decal on a tiny shirt — worn by a battered, starved toddler no one could identify, a boy the case would name Baby Lollipops.

Sixteen-year-old Jason Sweeney saved every paycheck from his father's construction company to pay for military academy — his first step toward becoming a Navy SEAL. In Philadelphia's Fishtown, his lifelong best friend Eddie Batzig and the Coia brothers were growing jealous of every dollar.

Deltona limo driver Jimmy Sheaffer owed everyone — banks, payday lenders, bookies — so he quietly arranged for his neighbor Angela Stoldt to cash his disability checks for a hundred dollars a month. It was a favor between friends that wouldn't stay friendly.

Susan Barnes traded a posh Scottsdale life for LSD and free love, then met marijuana dealer James Carson. Reborn as 'Michael and Suzan Bear,' they believed God had tasked them with ridding the world of witches — and aspiring actress Keryn Barnes became an early follower.

At 3:00 a.m. in Akron, Ohio, patrol officers found three emaciated, shoeless boys wandering the sidewalk, drinking from garden hoses and digging through trash cans. Over foot-long sandwiches — the best food they'd ever tasted — the brothers began to explain what their lives had been.

Failed stage hypnotist Martin Smith controlled every corner of Lianne's life — even after his crimes surfaced and the family fled Britain for Spain under false names. For her children, Rebecca and Daniel, the perfect holiday their mother promised would be their last.

Nursing student Savanna Greywind, twenty-two and pregnant, lived with her close-knit family in a Fargo apartment building where neighbors rarely got past hello in the hallway. Then the woman from the third floor knocked on the Greywinds' door — and Savanna answered.

Louise Porton had been an angry outsider since childhood near Birmingham, England; by eighteen she was openly selling sex and bragging about the money. Motherhood arrived in the form of two little daughters — and Louise came to see them as obstacles.

Eighteen-year-old artist Ezra McCandless fell for Jason Mengel, a National Guard medic nearly twice her age — then came Alex Woodworth, the barista they both knew from Racy's coffee shop in Eau Claire, Wisconsin. The triangle could not hold.

Eight-year-old Sandra Cantu skipped across the street outside her Tracy, California mobile home park on March 27, 2009, and was never seen again. At a community vigil, a tearful Sunday school teacher named Melissa Huckaby pressed a note into the hands of police.

Interior designer Jade Janks had cared for her ailing stepfather, Tom Merriman, through his decline in Solana Beach, California. Then, on his computer, she discovered more than a hundred intimate photos of herself — meticulously organized, some dating back to when she was sixteen.

Nasra al-Enezi's mental illness went undiagnosed her whole life in Kuwait, where stigma kept her suffering in silence as she raised two special-needs sons. When her husband Zayed decided to take a second wife, the wedding celebration ended in catastrophe.

To her Pittsburgh-area church and school colleagues, Laurel Schlemmer was sweet, kind-hearted, and devout — a woman who had never wanted the children her husband Mark insisted on. One morning, with their grandmother watching television downstairs, Laurel ran a bath for the boys.

Chef Daniel Brophy unlocked the Oregon Culinary Institute at 7:22 a.m., just as he always did. Minutes later, a colleague found the beloved instructor dead on the kitchen floor — two bullets aimed at his heart, a scene as calm as a calculated assassination.

Since age seven, Esti Carranza had soothed herself with vivid fantasies of killing her abusive father. Years later, she and her husband Holger opened the Schleckeria, a Vienna ice cream shop with a cellar below — and a marriage curdling behind the counter.

Coworkers at the Goleta mail facility knew Jennifer San Marco as the quiet sorter who argued with someone who wasn't there. After being forced out of her job, she moved to New Mexico, bought a handgun — and in January 2006, she came back.

Melissa Turner had reinvented herself — shedding ninety pounds and building a career as a cosplay cam girl — before an October 2019 call to 911 reporting her boyfriend Matt Tressler unresponsive in their backyard. The security cameras told a different story than she did.

Pam Hupp was the last person to see her friend Betsy Faria alive — and the newly named beneficiary of her life insurance. When Betsy's husband Russ was convicted of her murder, the story seemed over. It was only beginning.

Bill McGuire vanished after a heated argument with his wife Melanie, a New Jersey fertility-clinic nurse, in April 2004. Then three suitcases surfaced in the Chesapeake Bay — each holding part of a grim answer.

Amy Bishop grew up in Braintree, Massachusetts, forever in the shadow of her effortlessly brilliant younger brother, Seth. What happened between them one afternoon in 1986 would be ruled an accident — and stay buried for more than two decades.

Sabrina Kouider craved fame and glamour long before she and her partner Sam Medouni brought a shy French au pair named Sophie Lionnet into their London home to care for the children. Behind that front door, Sophie's life became a nightmare no one outside could see.

After her bitter second divorce, Sandi Nieves gathered her daughters for a special slumber party, letting them fall asleep together in the kitchen of their California home. What the morning brought would put her at the center of one of the state's most disturbing trials.

No one outside the family noticed that thirteen-year-old Erica Parsons had been missing for a year and a half — until her adoptive brother Jamie, kicked out after a fierce argument, walked into the Rowan County Sheriff's Office with a chilling accusation about their parents.

On Mother's Day 2018, hairstylist Joleen Cummings failed to pick up her three children in Yulee, Florida. Suspicion fell on a coworker at Tangles Hair Salon — a woman who, it turned out, had lived under eighteen different names across fourteen states.

A jogger's trembling 911 call one October morning in 2016 reported a body on a trail in St. Joseph, Missouri's Krug Park. Seventeen-year-old Kaytlin Root had been lured there by a Facebook message from someone calling herself 'Amanda Panda.'

On the last day of February 2000, coal miner John Price told coworkers in Aberdeen, Australia, 'If I'm not here tomorrow, it's because Kath killed me.' Hours earlier, he had taken out a restraining order against his partner, Katherine Knight.

Two motorists on a country lane outside Manchester stopped for a horribly burned girl staggering toward the road. 'Help me. I'm Suzanne Capper,' she rasped — then named every one of her tormentors, exposing a week of horror at 97 Langworthy Road.

Pizza deliveryman Brian Wells robbed an Erie, Pennsylvania bank with a bomb locked around his neck, pleading with police that someone had forced him into a deadly scavenger hunt. Minutes later, on live television, the collar began to beep.

Lorraine Thorpe was fifteen, drifting between squalid flats, and caring for her alcoholic father among Ipswich's forgotten street drinkers in the summer of 2009. What unfolded inside that hidden world would force Britain to confront an almost unimaginable case.

To neighbors in Gilbert, Arizona, Marissa DeVault and Dale Harrell looked like a typical family — generous enough to take in a brain-injured Army veteran the kids called 'Uncle Stan.' What detectives found in the master bedroom shattered that picture.

Swedish twins Ursula and Sabina Eriksson lived quiet, unremarkable lives an ocean apart for forty years. Then, in May 2008, within hours of reuniting in Ireland, something shifted — setting off one of the most bizarre and baffling cases ever caught on camera.

A security camera caught sixteen-year-old Skylar Neese slipping out her bedroom window at 12:30 a.m. and climbing into a waiting car in Star City, West Virginia. She knew the people inside — which made what happened next all the more incomprehensible.

Tracey Richter told the 911 dispatcher that two intruders had attacked her in her Early, Iowa home and that she had shot one to save her children. The dead man was a quiet twenty-year-old neighbor — and a pink notebook would tell a far stranger story.

Dr. Andrew Bagby, a young physician beloved by his Pennsylvania patients, was found dead after ending his turbulent relationship with Shirley Turner, a medical-school classmate twelve years his senior. She fled to Newfoundland — carrying Andrew's unborn son.

Hunters walking a frozen Indiana soybean field in January 1992 thought they had found a burned mannequin. It was twelve-year-old Shanda Sharer — and those responsible were four teenage girls, drawn together by jealousy over a single classmate.

For years, Michele Kalina kept one closet in the family's Reading, Pennsylvania apartment locked, forbidding her daughter ever to look inside. In July 2010, nineteen-year-old Elizabeth finally opened it — and called 911 about what she found in a cooler.

When police knocked on the door of 7 Pump Hill in Great Baddow, Essex, for a routine welfare check, Virginia McCullough had been waiting four years, three months, and twenty-eight days for that moment — and for what lay hidden behind the walls.

Sarah Hallow's frantic 911 call said her stepdaughter had drowned in the bathtub — but when Elk River officers reached eight-year-old Autumn Hallow, her skin was dry, her body frail, and rigor mortis had already set in.

A grandfather's trembling 911 call led Spotsylvania County deputies to four black garbage bags scattered in the Virginia woods — and into the drug world of Bronwyn Meeks, Dominic Samuels, and a meal that would be someone's last.

Sixteen-year-old Becky Watts was home alone in Bristol's Crown Hill neighborhood on an ordinary Thursday in February 2015. By evening she had vanished — and the search would lead somewhere her family never imagined.

Twelve-year-old Valerie Smelser vanished from a Virginia gas station restroom on a freezing January night in 1995. The story told by Norman Hoverter, the man traveling with her mother, would soon begin to unravel.

Leigh Ann Sabine always joked that the wrapped bundle on her patio was a medical skeleton — and asked her neighbors to use it as a prank after she died. When they cut through forty-one layers of plastic, the joke ended.

On a dark stretch of Ortega Highway in 1999, a security guard found Dr. Kenneth Stahl's car idling with its window blown out and two bodies inside — the night of what was supposed to be a birthday dinner.

When police forced entry into Gail Smith's Berryville, Virginia, home after four days of silence, her prized garden was rotting on the vine — and the answers lay with the two people closest to her.

When four-year-old Genny Rojas was found burned and lifeless in her aunt and uncle's Chula Vista apartment, Veronica Gonzales begged the neighbors not to call police — and she and her husband Ivan each had a story to tell.

In Room 214 of Morton Hospital in Taunton, Massachusetts, cancer patient Norma Leanues screamed in agony that no medication could touch — and what happened next would put nurse Anne Capute at the center of a case that divided a city.

A CSX conductor crossing a trestle bridge in Findlay, Ohio, thought the shape between the rails was a deer. It was young mother Vera Jo Reigle — and the family she trusted held the answers.

When fire tore through the Prairie Village, Kansas, mansion of physician Debora Green in October 1995, her children were still inside — and investigators would learn the flames were not the family's first brush with poison and ruin.

A Houston attorney handed prosecutors a card with an address on the back — and at the house on Berry Tree Drive, deputies found Jeff Wright buried beneath his own patio. His wife Susan had a story to tell.

After a ship's hatch fractured his skull, Raymond Fernandez emerged a changed and dangerous man — one who trawled the lonely hearts columns and, with Martha Beck, left a trail of widows across postwar America.

Patients in Reidsville, North Carolina, trusted 'Young Dr. Klenner' with their lives — but Fritz Klenner had never attended medical school, and his years of deception would end in a trail of dead across two families.

When Jimmy Don Beets's boat was found drifting empty on Cedar Creek Lake with his heart pills on the seat, it looked like a Texas fishing tragedy. His wife, Betty Lou, knew the lake wasn't holding the answer.

In Germany's medieval city of Lübeck, barmaid Marianne Bachmeier raised her daughter Anna between the tables of her pub. What Klaus Grabowski took from her — and what she did about it in a courtroom — divided a nation.

A Springfield pastor called police with a chilling arithmetic: two members of the Staudte family were already dead and cremated, a third was failing fast in intensive care — and the mother at the center of it all did not seem afraid.

Retired Austin TV executive Steven Beard called 911 unable to explain why his stomach had 'blown out' as he slept. The shotgun shell at the foot of his bed pointed toward his young wife Celeste — and her friend Tracey Tarlton.

Hours after toasting a real estate deal with a Moscow Mule mixed by his wife Kouri, Eric Richins was found cold on his bedroom floor in Kamas, Utah — no blood, no struggle, and no obvious reason a healthy 39-year-old should be dead.

Ten-day-old Delimar Vera was presumed dead in a Philadelphia rowhouse fire in 1997, though no remains were ever found. Her mother, Luz Cuevas, never stopped looking at one particular child at family gatherings.

Betty Broderick supported Dan through medical school and law school and raised his children — the perfect Catholic wife's bargain. When he left her for his young assistant Linda Kolkena, the divorce became a war San Diego never forgot.

Corinna Smith had never been in trouble in fifty-eight years — a charity volunteer caring for her ailing 80-year-old husband Michael in Neston, England. Then came the night involving a bucket and three bags of sugar.

Jamie Faith was walking the dog with his wife Jennifer on their quiet Dallas street when a masked gunman shot him seven times, then turned on her with duct tape. Doorbell cameras up and down South Waverly Drive caught everything.

Ina and David Steiner ran a small newsletter covering eBay from their Natick, Massachusetts home. In August 2019 came the strange subscriptions, the threats, and a preserved fetal pig — a campaign traced somewhere no one expected.

Lindsay Jellett, a gentle, well-loved man of forty-one, left his Ararat care home for his daily walk on a cold May evening in 1994 and never came back for dinner. What was done to him defied belief twice over.
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