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  JUSTICE FOR MADISON GREENE

  An Investigative Report by

  Brian Smith

  THE MADISON GREENE CASE

  I realize that what happened to Madison Greene was covered extensively by every news agency in the United States just a few years ago. You couldn’t turn on your television without seeing something about the case, given that Miss Greene is the only daughter of the ever popular Senator Renee Greene; however, the case must be retold in this investigative report by yours truly, because this case is the very center of whom the mysterious vigilante known simply as Mr. Alexander truly is.

  So, let’s get started.

  On February 24th, 2012, Miss Greene and two of her friends, Jane Hackler and Bobbi Thompson, went to a local bar named, purposefully over-simplified, The Pub. They went to the bar after a long day of classes at the University of Arkansas. And they were there for the same reason as anyone goes to a bar: to relax and forget your days problems, by having a few drinks and talking about how bad your day was, or whatever it may be that each of us likes to complain about at the end of the day over a few pints of cold ale.

  At approximately 10:15 p.m. Central Time, exactly one hour and fifteen minutes after the girls had arrived at The Pub, Jimmy Ment, Louie O‘Brien, and Sammy “Hills” Hill, arrived at the bar. Eyewitnesses recount how the three young boys walked in talking and walking about like they own the place, which may be the very case, as the Hill family owned a lot of the businesses in the city. It wasn’t long after, between the times of 10:25 p.m. and 10:35 p.m., the three boys approached the girls table, trying to chat them up. When the boys offered to buy the girls some drinks, eyewitnesses recanted that the girls refused the drinks, sending Mr. Hill into a heated frenzy. A frenzy that would get the three boys kicked out of the bar for the night.

  Writer’s Note: It should be said at this point, that while investigating the Madison Greene case myself back in 2012, I was able to get a glance at some of the police reports taken at the time, by way of an old friend on the police force, and found an interesting tidbit: It was reported by one of the witnesses on scene---who went missing shortly after giving this eyewitness report and just before the boys’ trial---that Mr. Hill said the following heated words at Miss Greene and her friends just before he and his friends were escorted out of the bar: “Stuck-up bitches like the likes of you…always end up paying for it at some point. Well, let me tell the three of you, that you may end up paying for it sooner than later.” Now, as mentioned before, the eyewitness who gave this statement never made it to the trial, so their account could not be used in court.

  So, the boys were told to leave. Around 11:06 p.m. or so, it was said that girls left the bar. They appeared tired and ready for bed, and also a little “tipsy,” as was told to the police by more than one eyewitness on scene at the time the girls left the bar.

  Now, it would be safe to assume that right here, the girls were planning on getting into Madison’s black 2012 Cadillac Escalade and driving to the girl’s shared apartment located on B______ Street. However, as we all know, that wouldn’t be the case, as the girls would never make it into the vehicle.

  All three girls would be kidnapped and their bodies would be found by a man named Jonathan Hemley, a professional psychiatrist who was out on a normal late-night run.

  Doctor Hemley was reported as saying that he found the three girls’ “dead” bodies in an overgrown ditch on the outskirts of the Arkansas back roads; however, moving closer to the bodies after hearing a strange noise that sounded like whistling, he was reported as saying to the police that, in fact, Miss Greene was not dead as he first thought. She was alive, barely, and the whistling noise was her wheezing for ever precious breath she could. Sadly, Miss Hackler and Miss Thompson wouldn’t be so “lucky” and both young women were indeed dead, and had been for quite some time.

  What we know from this point forward in the case, is that it took several months for Miss Greene to recover from the massive and traumatizing ordeal she went through that night, and while she was recovering, the police and detectives at the local police department sought desperately and intently to find every piece of evidence that would point to Miss Greene’s kidnappers and potential murderers and bring them to a swift justice. As we know, however, many of the evidence either came up missing or was not usable in a court of law for one reason or another. So, they were relying heavily on what Miss Greene’s would-be testimony on what happened to her that night and who may have done the nasty deeds to her and her friends.

  That moment of truth came six months after her and her friends’ kidnapping and murders, and potential murder. And when she told the police (and her mother) who did the crime against her and her friends, they seemed not surprised by her answer. They, in fact, already had a good idea who was behind it. And with Miss Greene’s testimony matching their own hard work in the field while she recovered, they thought they had a good enough case to arrest the three boys---Mr. Ment, Mr. O’Brien, and Mr. Hill---and charge them with kidnapping and 1st degree murder.

  Of course, given who the boys fathers were, and how they were associated with the local Irish Mafia in the area (with Hill Sr. suspected as being the head of the Irish Mafia in the area), no one really thought anything would come about during the trial. And the young boys would certainly not go to jail or be put to death for their “suspected” crimes. And any of you who thought such ideas, were right to think such horrible thoughts. Realistically, there just wasn’t a chance in hell of the three boys’ fathers letting justice be served to them. Even though every one, including themselves, knew that the young boys had did the crimes they were suspected of carrying out that fateful night.

  With all of this said, was it really to anyone’s surprise then that, because of the evidence and eyewitnesses that would certainly damn the three young boys coming up missing before the trial, the three young boys would walk after a short two week trial, that served no purpose other than showing the power of the Irish Mafia and that anyone associated with said Irish Mafia was truly untouchable? I don’t think so. In fact, I think the whole damn thing played out in accordance to how every one thought it would play out. This doesn’t change the fact, however, that it shouldn’t have played out as it did and that those three boys should be rotting in jail for the rest of their lives.

  One thing did end up surprising everyone after the trial ended the way it did, however, and that was what Senator Greene told the press the day the trial ended about the three boys and their families’ connections to the growing Irish Mafia in the area: “Justice may have not been served today against these lowlife scum, but it will be brought to them in the future. I swear this, in front of all of you, that my words will be seen as truth someday. There will be justice for my daughter, Madison. Oh, yes, there will be justice for my baby.”

  And we know now, she would be right. There would indeed be justice for Madison, and those three young boys and their families would feel the wrath of such power. Which brings us to the point of this investigative report: Who is this mysterious Mr. Alexander, the man behind the justice served to the three young boys and their families?

  A PORTRAIT OF THE MAN?

  I interviewed between fifteen to twenty people for this report, to get a picture as to what may have happened exactly to those three young boys and their connected fathers, but to also paint a vivid picture as to who this Mr. Alexander truly was. And what exactly did I come up with? Not much at all, really.

  Most of the people were all too happy to describe what happened when they came in contact with the mysterious Mr. Alexander, but most would not even speak as to what he looked lik
e or what they thought was his background. And the ones who did speak, didn’t paint much of the vivid picture I was hoping for.

  A few said he appeared of average height and weight, which meant that he was probably in between 5’8” and 5’10”, and weighed between 190 pounds and 220 pounds. And these numbers were if he was American, which most of the eyewitnesses said he may not have been, that he appeared to have a sort of “accent” about him. When I asked them to describe the accent to me, they would get real quiet again, and would say nothing more on the subject.

  Some described him as slightly above average in weight and height, but not really tall or overweight. This meant that he could have been between the heights of exactly 6’ and 6’2”, and weighed between 170 and 190 pounds respectively.

  I didn’t get very far when trying to pertain the details of the man, either. Some said he appeared to have blondish hair, blue eyes and a slender, muscular body frame, while others proclaimed that he had darkish hair color with matching eyes, and a more “built” body frame. I couldn’t even get any of them to agree upon his ethnicity. Some said he was Caucasian, some said he was African American, some said nothing on the subject at all.

  So, what did all of this tell me about Mr. Alexander? That he was a man who wanted to stay a ghost during and after the mission was complete, and in order to do that, he needed the people he came into contact with while on the job, to be afraid of him---afraid enough so that each of them would paint a different picture of him, so nobody could get a fix on what he actually looked like.

  Even after all that misleading by the numerous eyewitnesses that came into contact with him during his quest for justice for Madison Greene, however, many of them were able to paint more of a vivid picture of who the man was. Meaning, who he was professionally.

  Every single person whom I interviewed for this story described him as a “military” type, who was very professional in the way he spoke and acted. His voice was commanding and his body language was that of a person who was used to barking orders and people following those orders to the tee. All of them also divulged one last detail pertaining to who this mysterious Mr. Alexander may have been professionally: he came off as a man who you should not cross, or pay the ultimate price. And we all know what that ultimate price would be.

  So, what does all this information tell us about this professional man and how it relates to the Madison Greene’s case and ultimately the justice she received but deserved three years ago? Not much, except one possible important detail, that many have been questioning for the past three years: Did Senator Greene hire this man to take care of those three young boys and their connected fathers? And this information certainly brings to mind the answer: yes.

  Surprised? You shouldn’t be. Senators are very powerful people with a lot of powerful connections. It’s how they get things done, when things need to be done. So, is it so hard to believe that a powerful, and well loved, senator such as Senator Greene have the ability to find and hire a professional, possible former spec ops military officer as Mr. Alexander is described as being? Nah. It’s not hard at all. Of course, she will deny, as she has been denying for the past three years, that she did in fact hire a man such as the mysterious Mr. Alexander. And we all know why she would never admit to hiring such a man, because she could be arrested and possible charged with all sorts of crimes and liabilities.

  However, for the sake of what’s to follow in this investigative report by yours truly, let’s just say Senator Greene did indeed hire Mr. Alexander to take care of business and bring to justice some very mean and corrupt persons.

  THE DEATH OF JIMMY MENT

  On December 5th, 2012, it was reported to police by certain eyewitnesses, that Jimmy Ment entered The Pub around 8:30 p.m.. By 10:00 p.m., the young man was so drunk, the bartender told him that he needed to call it a night. Apparently, Mr. Ment didn’t like being ordered around by a lowly bartender, so he threw a tantrum and started breaking and throwing stuff. When the bartender, an older gentleman by the name of Frankie Donnal, tried to intervene, Mr. Ment turned his rage towards him. Police were told that the young man started beating on Mr. Donnal until he laid unresponsive and bleeding from multiple scrapes and cuts, as well as his mouth. Then, Mr. Ment stormed out of the bar. He wasn’t seen again until his body was recovered from the very same overgrown ditch Miss Greene and her friends were found in. But, how did his body get there? This is were Mr. Alexander obviously makes his first appearance in this tale.

  It was also reported to police that night they started interviewing people that were there at the bar on the night Jimmy went missing, that a non-local man was seen entering the bar right after Jimmy had arrived. Somewhere between the times of 8:35 p.m. and 8:40 p.m.. No one had seen this mysterious stranger before inside the small and intimate bar, or around town in general.

  When police asked for a description of this mysterious non-local man entering the bar, right after Jimmy Ment walked in, they were met with the same discrepancies as I was---nobody wanted to give a direct and informative answer. An answer that should have come easy enough. It’s not like the bar wasn’t well-lit or anything, but still…nobody could give a proper description of the man. Oh, and it gets weirder from here.

  People around those parts of the nation are very wary of strangers. They just don’t like outsiders; however, police were told by the many eyewitnesses that saw the stranger, that they didn’t feel indifferent by him. It was almost as if, even though no one seemed to know him, seen him around the bar or around town, like he was apart of the “family,” so to speak, anyways. Which means, they eventually forgot he was there and went back to whatever it was they were doing before he walked in without keeping a keen eye on him or a second thought about it. And it gets weirder.

  After Jimmy Ment went crazy on poor Mr. Donnal and stormed out of the bar, guess who decided to leave as well? As you probably already guessed, it was the mysterious non-local. Coincidence? I think not. There’s no doubt in my mind that this mysterious non-local was our man, the mysterious Mr. Alexander, but also was the one who kidnapped and killed Mr. Ment. The question is this, then: How did he do it? How did he kill the young man who was a suspect in the kidnapping and killing of Miss Greene and her friends merely three months prior? Well, I got the answer for you, and I must give fair warning now: the following eyewitness report contains very graphic material. So, all of you who are reading this who are squeamish, you probably shouldn’t read the next bit. You have been officially warned.

  After Mr. Alexander kidnapped Mr. Ment, he took him to a beat-up, broken down motel off of Highway 412, and booked a room at the very back of the place, so that he wouldn’t be disturbed by the other guests. Really meaning, that he didn’t want anybody to find out about Mr. Ment. I know that he went to this motel with Mr. Ment, because I found an actual eyewitness who the mysterious Mr. Alexander interacted with right after kidnapping Mr. Ment---who was more than happy to speak with me under certain conditions.

  The first condition: I couldn’t use her real name and I had to place her as a source, so I could never reveal her identity under any circumstances. So, for this part of the investigative report, I shall refer to the source as Star-Light. (Author’s Note: I did ask if I could use her profession, as it was important for the readers to know it, as it will make things more understandable in context. She agreed, so I shall reveal it here: Star-Light is a transvestite prostitute.)

  The second condition: I couldn’t ask Star-Light any questions pertaining to what Mr. Alexander looked like or any other specifics about the man. She felt Mr. Alexander would come after her and do the same to she as what he did to Mr. Ment, if she revealed any specifics about him. So, I agreed immediately not to ask any specifics about Mr. Alexander.

  Star-Light was approached by Mr. Alexander between the times of 6:55 p.m. and 7:00 p.m. on the night of December 6th, 2012. She described their meeting to me as awkward at first, as she didn’t quite understand what he was asking of her.

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sp; “It was obvious to me, he was not there to hire me for himself for what I have to offer as a service to men and women alike,” Star-Light said.

  “What was he asking of you, then?”

  “He wanted to hire me to simulate raping his ‘friend,’ because that was what his ‘friend’ was into.”

  “Did that make you uncomfortable?”

  “Honestly? Not really. In my profession, you get a lot of weird requests, so I thought this was just one of those ‘weird’ times. You know?”

  “Yeah. How much did he pay you, to do this simulation?”

  “He offered me two grand. Way more than it actually cost.”

  Star-Light took the money, as it was too good of an offer to pass up.

  Mr. Alexander drove the two of them to the hotel where he had Mr. Ment. They arrived about twenty minutes after Mr. Alexander hired her.

  “Describe walking into his hotel room,” I said.

  “When I walked into the hotel room, the first thing I saw was that young man tied to the bed. He was completely naked and when we entered the hotel room, he looked back at us. He had a sock stuffed into his mouth, with lots of duck tape keeping it in. He looked terrified.”

  “Did that make you want to leave?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Why didn’t you?”

  “He pulled a gun and walked over to the bed. He sat down in a chair next to the bed and stuck the gun to the young guy’s head. He said, ‘I’m going to remove the tape and the sock. You scream, you die. Got it?’ The young guy shook his head, and he did exactly what he said he would.”

  “The young man didn’t scream, did he?”

  “No. I think he knew things would end very, very differently for him, and not any better than what really happened to him. Honestly, I really think it would have been worse for him.”