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911. What's your emergency?
Somebody came from behind me and shoved me against my wall
and started to choke me…
…and were telling me that I'm going to fucking get it.
I tried to move and he grabbed me.
He had me pinned back by the hair at the neck.
My husband's ex has been threatening to rape, kill my child.
I got another email from her.
She's been at my work.
She knows what I look like.
How do we combat this woman?
What do we do?
I have the report from yesterday.
- I'm wondering what happened today. - Today I got another email from her.
She's been at my work. She knows what I look like.
She's described what I dressed in detail last night.
And I'm either safer in my home,
where at least I know that I'm okay, or I go to work and risk it.
I don't even know her capabilities. I've never met her.
So I'm dealing with this unknown.
The gal at the sheriff's office said,
"You need to call them out again, request an emergency protective order."
So, yeah.
You understand that
the Emergency Protective Order, they're typically for domestic violence.
Somebody got arrested, and the problem is she's not served yet.
It's a criminal threat, but you can't do anything until you get her.
Awesome. Well, thank you guys so much.
You're welcome. Hopefully, you can…
You've been served.
Anaheim Police Department dispatch.
Hi, um, I have several reports with you guys
over a temporary restraining order.
It was served upon the person that I need protection from.
She has continued to send her crazy, threatening, violent,
I'm-gonna-kill-you emails.
She actually did it
right after the cops went to her house in Ontario, served her.
An hour later, I got another one, and it's insane,
including really graphic photographs.
I was advised by my attorney to contact you guys once again
to see if she could get arrested because this has gone on far too long,
and she's obviously violated the no-contact order.
Your name is?
Angela, and the last name's Diaz, D-I-A-Z.
Okay, I'll get them to call out.
Come on in, guys.
My name's Ian. This is Angela.
These emails have pictures of decapitated people,
aborted fetuses, decapitated fetuses.
You guys are the third group of officers to come here.
- Tonight? - This last week, just this week.
So, restraining order, and then this is the proof of service.
Okay.
How long have you known her for?
Two years we were together, um,
and that ended in August, so…
I mean, do I know her now? No.
In the time you've known her,
have you ever seen her be violent or anything like that?
She took a knife into that bathroom right there…
She's crazy.
…and told me that she had a moment where she wanted to kill herself.
And she threatened to burn this motherfucker down with both of them in it.
When… A week before she left, she was very emotional…
This is August of last year?
Yeah, August of last year, a week before she left.
Last week of August, she told me, in a crying fit of rage,
with her eyes wide open but tears streaming down her face,
it was freaky,
um, that she wished she could burn…
this whole motherfucker down with me, you, and the dog in it.
Or the-- I have a Yorkie.
I haven't seen my friends or anybody. My mom has to come out here.
Everybody's lives have to be halted for a minute because she's crazy.
Anaheim Police.
Hi, my name is Angela Diaz, and I have open cases with Anaheim PD
and a served restraining order on a person named Michelle Hadley.
She has yet again violated that restraining order.
I've been receiving emails today from her saying that she has somebody
that's going to come attack me and rape me.
We'll send someone out as soon as we can.
My name's Ian. I'm a U.S. Marshal. Sorry, this is Angela.
- Hi. - Uh…
This ex-girlfriend of mine, Michelle,
she's stating that she's going to have this guy come over.
She's gonna give him the address,
and come over and… uh, rape her and beat her, right?
This is what she wrote to this guy.
"Hi there, I've been dying to have a rape fantasy occur,
watched while walking my dog,
follow me to the door, force me into the condo,
force me not to scream, drag me upstairs and take me from behind on the bed."
"If you can fulfil this tonight, please let me know."
"I am 30, tall, gorgeous, and ready. My address is…" This address.
"I have a Yorkie I walk every night, say 8:00 p.m.? Come find me."
224? I'm 97 and I'm at apartment 2.
Uh, the only description that they have is that it's a male in dark clothing.
So we have the helicopter up above.
Obviously, make sure your doors are locked and all that,
and if you think the guy is back, or he's sending you guys emails,
or he knocks on the door, give us a call back.
- Thanks very much. - No problem.
- Sorry about this. - No worries.
At what point does this girl get arrested
for sending this shit and hiring guys off of Craigslist to rape her?
I'm just curious.
How do we combat this woman?
What do we do?
Am I supposed to continually just be in my house all the time?
This is 587, be advised, we've fixed the location…
911. What's your emergency?
Somebody came from behind me and shoved me against my wall
and started to choke me
and were telling me I'm gonna fucking get it,
and it's time for me to get raped.
Okay. How many individuals were there?
Just one, and he was wearing a black thing over his face.
- Like a black ski mask? - Yes.
Okay. We have somebody on the way right now, okay, ma'am?
- Okay. - Okay.
Do you see the officers yet?
Yeah, I see. He's actually right here with me.
He's with you?
Yes.
Hey, there.
- Can I turn the light on? That all right? - Yes.
Okay.
Is that your makeup on the wall right there?
- Yes. - Okay.
I just didn't know what was happening, and then all he said was--
I tried to move. He grabbed me.
He had me pinned back by the hair at the neck.
And shoved like that, and he told me,
"Now you're gonna get it. You'll finally get raped."
For about a month, my husband's ex has been threatening to rape,
kill my child.
- And what's her name, ma'am? - The girl is Michelle Hadley.
What wall did he actually put you up against? Here?
First, it was a knock here. Right here.
- And then here was my face. - Okay.
If I had to bet, it's from another Craigslist ad
that this guy showed up, probably.
And she's probably responding to him too,
and didn't send it to you or somebody else,
so who knows where it went.
She didn't give you a warning.
Here's what'll happen, okay?
I have the warrant in my car,
and I'm going to go out there and grab her.
Just relax.
I just have a couple of questions.
Some things are going on with you and Ian.
Yes, I know. Yeah.
He made a report with us,
and he brought in some e-mails that came from you.
One of which probably sounded a little crazy, and I do know that, yeah.
Okay.
"Lilith is truth." Do you know anything about that?
What that means or anything?
No.
Everything right now is looking like
you have some type of responsibility for it.
And I just-- I'd like to get more answers from you.
We're going to place you into custody right now. Okay?
Okay.
Why don't you give us your full and complete name, please.
Michelle Suzanne Hadley.
- And what's your date of birth? - 12-20-1986.
All right, Michelle, one of the things you have to keep in mind
is you have to be completely truthful and candid with us today.
So if we find out that anything you've said is untrue,
then I can use the statements you give to us today in trial.
Before I start, though, you kind of see all these emails here?
- There's a lot of them. - Yeah.
"I've been more than patient. My patience has come to an end."
And then on the email, September 10, 2015, this is a reference towards Lilith.
"Get ready, the truth is coming."
"God's law is above all laws, including the law of man."
So did you write this?
Yeah, that was me.
Who's Lilith?
Educate me.
It's almost like the alternate persona
of, like, a devil character, like the female side.
The female side of who?
Of, you know, I guess like a Satan or a devil character.
So Lilith is the anti-Jesus?
- Or the female side? - Yeah, I guess so, yeah.
Let's talk about Ian.
How did you first meet him?
Are you…?
Because you're so cute when you walk through.
When you're looking at everything, you're so adorable.
Do you want to get a cookie?
Hi. Life's good.
Come on in. Have a seat.
- Welcome. - Hi!
Why is everybody here?
Please have a seat.
What are you doing?
Okay. Here's what's going on.
Everybody in this room, you owe a big, huge apology to.
- For what? - Okay, for two things.
One, everybody in this room is about to know two things.
You're not an attorney.
Yes, I actually am. I got my law degree. I did.
Okay, and this…
Angela, you don't have cancer.
- Yes, I do. - No, you don't.
How do-- Would you like to speak with my parents and everybody?
What are you talking about?
Let's see your port.
- Angela, just sit down. - Yeah. What… Why…
- Let's talk about some things. - What are you guys talking about?
Would you please just sit down?
- You know… - That's fine.
Again, there's overwhelming proof that you don't have cancer.
So everybody in this room has been deceived,
and like I said, I'm more heartbroken than anything else.
I believed you, and I welcomed you into my home,
and you lied to me.
- You lied to my children. - I did not lie to you or your children.
- Show me your port. - You're the ones that came to me.
It's in her fucking arm.
Show me your…
- Let's see. Show me your port. - It hurts.
- It fucking hurts. - Show me your port.
- It really fucking hurts. - Show me your port.
This picture said "battle juice," right?
Unwrap it.
Portraying yourself as sitting in the chair receiving chemotherapy.
Okay. Let's just go.
Unwrap-- See? There's nothing to show.
You're a fucking liar.
- She's a liar. - Sorry, but--
- I'm taking her with me. - Unwrap it.
- Then unwrap it. - I am taking her with me. Right now.
Show your port!
Show your port, liar!
Show your port!
You're probably even fired!
You probably don't even have a job!
This is, to put it lightly, a monster of a case.
And our job is to figure it out,
um, to find out who's doing what,
and we appreciate you coming in here and making a statement.
- No problem at all. - So let's talk about Angela.
You stated that your relationship with Angela started January 2nd?
We met at the Starbucks in Anaheim.
We just hit it off. She was just a sweetheart.
Everything I ever wanted in a woman.
Everything.
- You have pregnancy tests. - I do.
This was found after she left.
This is the one that I was shown for the twins.
It's obviously been peed on.
And then I found these two
with a different kind of line in it.
- And then I found three different pens. - All of these in the same box.
And if you can tell from the side here,
this one's been altered and opened up, they all have.
- So she drew the line in it. - She drew the line.
This just about killed me, all right.
If you google "fake sonograms,"
that one comes up at, like, number ten on Google Images.
With other people's names on it.
Hey. I knew you weren't gonna answer, and that's fine.
I just wanted to leave a message.
You lied about something very, very severe.
And I think you can understand that. I think anybody else would too.
I just hope you're taking care of yourself. Bye.
It's Ian.
Just trying to give you a call to see if you were available to talk.
The fact that I even want to talk to you at this point
probably means I really do love you.
So… give me a call.
Love you.
After Angela left, I was starting to uncover all sorts of wacky stuff.
- She lied about her job? - Yes.
She admitted that she did not have the job.
Have you talked to Angela at all?
No.
Have you tried?
No.
Hey, it's Detective Cunha.
Yeah.
Just a couple of questions.
Do you know Jason Rayburn at all?
It's a person I dated a while ago.
Okay.
Obviously, much before Ian.
Okay. And then,
did you ever get sick?
Did you ever get sick to the point where there's talk about you had cancer?
There was talk about it.
I went to have skin cancer biopsies removed,
and I was super stressed out.
Okay, so no chemotherapy or anything like that?
No, absolutely not.
I can't believe this is happening.
I feel like a fucking idiot.
Who do you think's responsible?
I think Angela did it all.
When I look at these crazy emails,
and the religious stuff and whatever, the Lilith stuff,
and the Craigslist and the rapist,
that could have been Angela.
I leave the house, bam. All of a sudden, she's attacked.
I tried to move. He grabbed me.
He had me pinned back by the hair at the neck.
She's behind all this.
It seems like I've been sleeping with the enemy the entire time.
My name is Ian. I'm a U.S. Marshal.
Sorry, this is Angela.
This is, to put it lightly, a monster of a case.
Our job is to find out who's doing what,
and that's why we pulled you in here to talk to you.
We appreciate you coming in and making a statement.
Right, tell me some good news because my heart is up.
- Okay. - What is going on?
The specifics of that.
- Like, exactly when it…? - Time? Date?
Oh, no, she doesn't say, like, on December 16th.
No, she doesn't do that.
She says, "I'm coming over tonight."
She always says that.
She always says that threat of, like,
"I'm coming over tonight. I'm coming over."
The last email was at 5:30?
- 5:33. - 5:33.
No, there was one just now.
- That's why we called them. - Oh! Oh, yeah.
- Sorry. - Yeah, no, there was one…
I was like, "What? Why are you here?"
You guys have been here a whole boatload.
- Regarding the same girl? - Regarding the same bitch.
This ex-girlfriend of mine has it out for this woman
because she fucking hates her
and hates the fact that I'm not with her anymore.
She needs to be in fucking cuffs and in a padded room.
I need to get a bit more detailed into your relationship with Ian.
Sure.
Anything strange happen, that you might have said, "What the heck?"
How come at that point you say, "This isn't working for me"?
Well, I did a couple times.
I would cry, tell him I was done with it. I couldn't take it anymore.
But then he would backpedal.
He would be like, "No, I was-- it was just talk." You know?
When did this… this act actually happen?
February 14th.
Now, after that happened in February 14th, you stayed?
I stayed with him, yeah.
- Um, did you guys get engaged too? - Yeah.
When did you move into the apartment complex
over at South Anaheim?
It was like I couldn't stay, but I couldn't leave.
It was-- I don't know how-- Does that make sense?
Where it's like this weird limbo where you're just stuck.
Did you ever report any of that to the Anaheim Police Department?
- No, I did not. - Okay. Can I ask why?
Well, I've done a lot of research online
about abusive relationships with cops,
and I'll be honest, I thought they might try to protect him.
What's his endgame? What's the reason why?
I think his endgame was to figure out a way to keep the condo
and destroy my life at the same time.
"Get ready, the truth is coming."
"God's law is above all laws, including the law of man."
So did you write this?
Yeah, that was me.
She's stating that she's going to have this guy come over.
She'll give him the address, and come over and rape her and beat her, right?
I'm trying to act like a girl, and I ask him, "What's your number…"
Hi, Rick, this is Lili.
I just wanted to confirm tonight at 8 o'clock.
I'll see you then.
My idea was, yes,
I had her go out there and open the gate a bit so it'd be open.
I was hoping he'd come up. I wasn't gonna rough him up or something.
I was just gonna say, "Just have a seat."
'Cause I knew you were coming, and I was just gonna detain him.
I can't believe this is happening.
I feel like a fucking idiot.
Who do you think's responsible?
I think Angela did it all.
It seems like I've been sleeping with the enemy the entire time.
- Hello. - Hi. Come on in. How are you?
I got another email from her,
and I haven't opened and checked it because I was like…
Okay.
The last one we got from her was late last night, and she said,
"You won't have a husband. Your children won't have a father."
"I hope your punishment is swift."
"I love keeping you waiting for what is next. Enjoy work tomorrow."
Okay, it's a criminal threat,
but you can't do anything until she gets served.
So, restraining order, and this is the proof of service.
Okay.
These emails have pictures of decapitated people,
aborted fetuses, decapitated fetuses.
It's a misdemeanor, unfortunately.
Anaheim Police, Dispatcher Scott.
Hi, my name is Angela Diaz,
and I have open cases with Anaheim PD on a person named Michelle Hadley.
I've been receiving emails today from her
that she has somebody that's going to come attack me and rape me.
Just asking to get shot.
- Yeah. - I would have shot him.
So…
My name's Ian. I'm a U.S. Marshal. Sorry, this is Angela.
Had I not emailed him today,
she would have been raped outside in the courtyard.
She's chilling at her apartment right now, just pulling all the strings,
manipulating everybody.
At what point does this girl get arrested for sending this shit
and hiring guys off Craigslist to rape her?
I'm just curious.
911. What's your emergency?
Somebody came from behind me and shoved me against my wall
and started to choke me.
I tried to move. He grabbed me.
He had me pinned back by the hair at the neck.
He told me, "Now you're finally going to get raped."
Okay, here's what's gonna happen, okay?
I have the warrant in my car.
And I'm gonna go out there and grab her.