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By the time I arrived at the SO in the spring of 1999, I'd been working abducted/missing children cases for some years, and some high profile ones at that. It would take another 7 years for me to figure out my work on these cases was the catalyst for my being railroaded from law enforcement and that the cases I'd been working were actually Illuminati

abductions.

It was while I was employed at the SO that I began working a case with an ex-law

enforcement now private investigator, the double homicide of two boys in a neighboring county.

A book would come to be written about this suspicious case, called Brothers Silenced.

Unfortunately, author Kathryn Jewel failed to do her homework and slammed all psychics involved in the case as outright frauds. She also poo-poo'ed the "ridiculous" notion

satanism was involved in this case, laying the blame for the introduction of this notion on the psychics involved. In fact, it was the boys' mother who publicly introduced the fact satanism was involved. As it turned out, this was an Illuminati homicide so satanism was involved and in a huge way. At any rate, I believe it was my work on this case that got the attention of my county administration and the SO and lead to my railroading from law enforcement when they discovered what an accurate psychic I was.

The Illuminati cell operating within the SO began running scared that I might psychically pick up on their involvement in numerous crimes, including these child abductions and murders.

While I won't go into everything perpetrated on me by the SO, suffice it to say it went far beyond horrendously evil and resulted in my being passed up the government ladder to become a Milab.

John and I were financially bankrupted in order to control us; we were lied about in order to isolate us from our friends; we were gangstalked; subjected to every form of 24/7 illegal surveillance imaginable. Our pets were poisoned to death in their kennel; our home broken into and computers repeatedly crashed to destroy all evidence I had on the SO. Our

property was sabotaged; I was covertly injected with a deadly biowarfare agent; my local hospital's computer system was hacked into to make my medical records disappear so no evidence existed of what they were doing to me physically. We were subjected to noise

harassment; harassment by black helicopters and military jets; toxic chemtrails were laid over our house on nearly a daily basis.

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We were physically tortured with EM weaponry and tracked by NATO DeathRays.

DeathRay over the back of my house, 2010.

These NATO DeathRays would fire on us on an almost daily basis, leaving us sick and covered in blisters and burns.

We were subjected to voice-to-skull and mind control programming. We were stalked online and presented with numerous imposters including an imposter FBI agent. Phone calls I made to agencies like the EEOC were re-routed and I'd come to discover I'd been speaking with an EEOC imposter for months.

Attempts were made to run us out of the county and take our home from us. The abductions began. I would later learn an entire task force had been established to deal with killing me, their attempts to drive me to suicide having failed. The fact they failed was due solely to the intervention of my benevolent ET mentors/protectors.

On March 28, 2002 the first attempt was made on my life by the SO. An hour before I was to leave to report for my shift, BK came through my sister with a warning I would collapse at work within the next 24 hours and when I did, not to try to be the hero and stay down.

(She needn't have worried on that front. I spent a month on medical leave, unable to walk.) I would later learn someone from the SO had followed me to a gas station I stopped at on the way to work and while I was inside paying for my coffee, had slipped what was intended to be a lethal dose of GHB in my coffee. Again BK and my ET mentors literally saved my life.

By the time I was 15 minutes from work I knew I was in serious trouble, feeling very drugged. By the time I got in the jail, I collapsed on the floor and began going into a seizure. I was rushed by ambulance to the local hospital.

It didn't take me long to figure out something very suspicious was going on. The Sheriff had sent one of his moles to accompany me to the hospital and report back to him on everything that transpired. He seemed most interested in the results of a CAT scan of my brain and later, the MRI results of a brain scan. (Looking for implants?) I was then ordered to divulge what should have been confidential medical information the Sheriff would have no need to know, were this attempt on my life not perpetrated by him.

I'd later learn the ER doctor that "treated" me that night (if you can call releasing me with headache medicine "treatment") was the partner of a physician who would later be involved in numerous attempts on my life.

The "Justice" Center I worked at.

Having been unsuccessful in their first bid to kill me, it was very evident they were in a panic. I'm sure they knew there is no statute of limitations on attempted homicide. The resulting panic on their part was almost amusing to watch as they desperately scrambled to cover their asses. When I returned to work, I continued to fight them. They even went so far

to manufacture a "dirt file" on me, framing me for their crimes, to falsely imprison me if necessary!

However, the point came when I began to rethink my strategy and for the third time, the Council itself would save my life. I decided they might have far less leverage over me if I resigned. I would no longer be bound by the confidentiality agreement I'd been forced to sign, nor would I be subject to following their orders. The decision to resign was one I struggled with immensely for it would mean an end to my dream career in law

enforcement.

On the morning I decided to resign, I'd begun to waver about my decision when the Council itself stepped in and literally yelled at me "GET OUT NOW!" I resigned and later learned the SO was going to make their second attempt on my life that same night.

My boots sat where I'd taken them off when I got home and my duty belt hung on the same peg for 2 years before I could look at them without crying and finally pack them away.

However, my strategy worked despite the cost of sacrificing my dream career. The illegal surveillance and harassment escalated at least three-fold if not more. They knew they now had a loose canon rolling around the decks they had far less control over. I became a full-fledged whistleblower, even doing a Canadian AM popular radio show about the

gangstalking I'd been subjected to and in which I pulled no punches as far as voicing my personal opinions as to what was going on within the ranks of law enforcement. Up to and including cold-blooded murder. Three minutes before going on air, I received two

threatening phone calls from law enforcement.

By this time my health had declined to the point my husband believed I was about to die from the biowarfare agent I'd been covertly injected with. He was in no better shape, the EM weaponry torture having brought on yet more heart attacks. He'd also been given cancer. (The govt. has technology that they can give a person cancer remotely.) The Chief Deputy had made comments to me to let me know they were responsible for this, he actually rather boasted about it.

I was left deliberately misdiagnosed for 7 years, deliberately left untreated and several more attempts were made on my life by physicians working in collusion with the SO. Finally, I let the whole lot of them know I was onto their repeated attempts to kill me. What ensued was almost comical.

A county judge resigned his bench and up and disappeared. A police chief involved resigned and disappeared. A physician involved in the attempts on my life up and

disappeared as did several from the SO who had been involved in attempting to murder me.

Others involved died suspicious deaths, including a 19-year-old kid that fit the type they routinely recruited as their drug mules. Their "cover story" would only hold up to someone who didn't know the booking process and I'd done hundreds of bookings. I contacted the investigating agency and told them I believed this kid had been murdered. The whole incident was hushed up.

Another kid they'd recruited as a drug mule and that I knew as an inmate from the jail went to the local newspaper to try to expose the SO's drug trafficking. Three stories were done and when I saw these, I went to the newspaper to back up this informant's allegations. I was followed by someone in disguise who called me by name and claimed I knew him from the

neighboring county's highway department. I never knew anyone from that highway department.

I told the newspaper editor I could back up the informant's allegations. The stories were killed, the editor replaced.

A 20+-year-old suspicious death case was reopened and being examined as a homicide.

Closed door meetings were promptly held by county administrators. A newspaper article appeared stating a private investigator had dug up dirt on the county, infuriating the DA.

Eventually, that case too was quietly brushed under the rug, witnesses having been too terrorized to testify.

I made an attempt to report the EM weaponry torture to my husband's physician when my husband once again ended up in the ER, having suffered another heart attack. This doctor literally laughed in my face, said "Well, I guess someone is getting rich!" and walked away.

In 2008, my husband was murdered in that same ER via a heparin overdose that caused him to bleed out internally. Later, two physicians would basically admit to me that area

physicians were taking money to harm/kill their patients. Every doctor my husband and I had seen in subsequent years was controlled and on board with the plot to kill us. Well over 50 doctors collectively. We were even subjected to gangstalking tactics through area

hospitals during these years.

Upon my husband's death, I was left totally broke, without an income and too disabled to work. For five years I'd fought to get SSA disability and should have been awarded on the basis of my physical symptoms alone. Yet I was repeatedly denied. They needed to get it on record officially that I was "paranoid schizophrenic" in order to discredit my

whistleblowing. The Social Security Administration did finally award me disability - having sent me to a shrink who told me I was definitely not a paranoid schizophrenic but told the SSA I was. They now had on record what I'd fought for 10 years to prevent - a false diagnosis of "paranoid schizophrenia" to discredit me.

What's so ironic about this is that anyone hired in law enforcement goes through months of very extensive testing - physical, psychological, written tests, several interviews,

background checks. After all, at that time they weren't about to arm a "mentally ill" person and just set that individual loose. (Sadly, that's changed with the infiltration of law

enforcement on the whole.) Furthermore, anyone in law enforcement spends almost half of every year undergoing further education and re-certifications in order to handle just about any situation/crisis one could conceivably deal with. We're trained to keep a cool head, trained in powers of observation, etc. This is why law enforcement personnel make such good and credible witnesses to begin with. So those very individuals that had tested me and run background checks on me for months and found me suitable for employment were now contradicting themselves in making me out to be "mentally ill".

This was not just done on SSA paperwork. Under the guise of a "criminal investigation", they went to everyone John and I knew, spreading utter lies about us and telling these people I was "crazy". At one point it got back to John and I that they'd even told people I was a "witch". Literally! John and I laughed hysterically at the complete absurdity of this and how desperately scared they had to be of us to have instigated something so absolutely ludicrous.

My family, not wanting to face the truth of what was being done to me, totally threw me to the wolves and was all too happy to buy into the government's "paranoid schizophrenia"

BS, telling me "We don't want to hear about what's being done to you." Sadly, this is typical of the families of all too many Milabs.

But this was far from the only weird thing happening on many fronts...