September 25, 2025 • 14 mins
In a world where extraordinary individuals emerge only once in a generation, Brion Brandd possesses a remarkable gift an enhanced sense of empathy. This unique ability propels him to victory in the Twenties, a prestigious competition showcasing the most brilliant minds on Anvhar. However, his triumph is short-lived as he is thrust into the chaotic realm of Dis, a planet on the brink of nuclear devastation. To save both worlds, Brandd must navigate treacherous negotiations with a menacing blockade, delve into the dark underbelly of Dis, and unravel the enigma of the merciless magter. Summary by Great Plains
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Speaker 1 (00:02):
Chapter sixteen of Planet of the Damned. This is a
LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain.
For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox dot org.
Planet of the Damned by Harry Harrison, Chapter sixteen. Ulv
(00:25):
joined them as they looked down at the exposed brain
of the magester. The thing was so clearly evident that
even Ulv noticed it. I have seen dead animals and
my people dead with their heads open, but I have
never seen anything like that before. He said, what is it?
Brion asked the invader, the alien you were looking for?
(00:47):
Lea told him the machester's brain was only two thirds
of what would have been its normal size. Instead of
filling the skull completely, it shared the space with a
green amorphous shape. This was ridged somewhat like a brain,
but the green shape had still darker nodules and extensions.
Lea took her scalpel and gently prodded the dark, moist mass.
(01:10):
It reminds me very much of something that I've seen
before on Earth, she said. The green fly Gepinoceifum plantinoides,
and an unusual organ it has called the sudova. Now
that I have seen this growth in the matchter's skull,
I can think of a positive parallel. The fly Jepinosiphum
also has a large green organ, only it fills half
(01:32):
the body cavity instead of the head. Its identity puzzled
biologists for years, and they had a number of complex
theories to explain it. Finally, someone managed to dissect and
examine it. The sudova turned out to be a living plant,
a yeastlike growth that helps with the green fly's digestion.
It produces enzymes that enable the fly to digest the
(01:53):
great amounts of sugar it gets from plant juice. That's
not unusual, Brione said, puzzled. Ermites and human beings are
a couple of other creatures whose digestion is helped by
internal flora. What's the difference in the green fly reproduction? Mainly,
all the other gut living plants have to enter the
host and establish themselves as outsiders, permitted to remain as
(02:15):
long as they are useful. The green fly and its
yeast plant have a permanent symbiotic relationship that is essential
to the existence of both. The plant spores appear in
many places throughout the fly's body, but they are always
in the germ cells. Every cell has some, and every
egg cell that grows to maturity is infected with the
plant spores. The continuation of the symbiosis is unbroken and guaranteed.
(02:40):
Do you think those green spheres in the master's blood
cells could be the same kind of thing, Brion asked,
I'm sure of it. Lea said it must be the
same process. There are probably green spheres throughout the machter's bodies,
spores or offspring of those things living in their brains,
enough will find their way too the germ cells to
(03:01):
make sure that every young matchter is infected at birth
while the child is growing. So is the symbiote probably
a lot faster, since it seems to be a simpler organism.
I imagine it is well established in the brain pan
within the first six months of the infant's life. But why,
Brion asked, what does it do? I'm only guessing now,
(03:22):
but there is plenty of evidence that gives us an
idea of its function. I'm willing to bet that the
symbiote itself is not a simple organism. It's probably an
amalgam of plant and animal like most other creatures on
diss The thing is just too complex to have developed
since mankind has been on this planet. The machter must
have caught the symbiotic infection eating some disan animal. The
(03:45):
symbiot lived and flourished in its new environment, well protected
by a bony skull and a long lived toast. In
exchange for food, oxygen, and comfort, the brain symbiote must
generate hormones and enzymes that enable the master to survive.
Some of these might aid digestion, enabling the Master to
eat any plant or animal life they can lay their
hands on. The symbiote might produce sugar, scavenge the blood
(04:09):
of toxins. There are so many things it could do,
things it must have done. Since the Master are obviously
the dominant life form on this planet, they paid a
high price for the symbiote, but it didn't matter to
race survival until now. Did you notice that the magster's
brain is no smaller than normal? It must be, or
(04:29):
how else could that brain symbiote fit inside the skull
with it? Brione said. If the magter's total brain were
smaller in volume than normal, it could fit into the
remaining space in the cranial hollow. But the brain is
full sized. It's just that part of it is missing,
absorbed by the symbiot the frontal lobes. Brione said, with
sudden realization, this hellish growth has performed a prefrontal lobotomy.
(04:54):
It's done even more than that, Lea said, separating the
convolusions of gray matter with her scalpel to un cover
a green filament beneath. These tendrils penetrate further back into
the brain, but always remain within the cerebrum. The cerebellum
appears to be untouched. Apparently just the higher functions of
mankind have been interfered with. Selectively, destruction of the frontal
(05:16):
lobes made the matchter creatures without emotion or the ability
for really abstract thought. Apparently they survived better without these.
There must have been some horrible failures before the right
balance was struck. The final product is a man plant
animal symbia that is admirably adapted for survival on this
(05:37):
disaster world. No emotions to cause complications or desires that
might interfere with pure survival, complete ruthlessness. Mankind has always
been strong on this anyway, so it didn't take much
of a push. The other distans like olth Here managed
to survive without turning into such a creature. So why
(05:58):
was it necessary for the magic to go so far?
Nothing is necessary an evolution, you know that, Lea said.
Many variations are possible, and all the better ones continue.
You might say that OL's people survive, but the Machter
survived better. If off world contact hadn't been re established.
I imagine the Matchter would slowly have become the dominant race,
(06:21):
only they won't have the chance now. It looks as
though they have succeeded in destroying both races with their
suicidal urge. That's the part that doesn't make sense, Brion said.
The Machter have survived and climbed right to the top
of the evolutionary heap here, yet they are suicidal. How
does it happen They haven't been wiped out before this.
(06:42):
Individually they have been aggressive to the point of suicide.
They will attack anything and everything with the same savage
lack of emotion. Luckily, there are no bigger animals on
this planet, so where they have died as individuals, their
utter ruthlessness has guaranteed their survival as a group. Now
they are faced with a problem that is too big
(07:02):
for their half destroyed minds to handle. Their personal policy
has become their planetary policy, and that's never a smart thing.
They are like men with knives who have killed all
the men who were only armed with stones. Now they
are facing men with guns, and they are going to
keep charging and fighting until they are all dead. It's
a perfect case of the utter impartiality of the forces
(07:25):
of evolution. Men infected by this disan life form were
the dominant creatures on this planet. The creature in the
Matchter's brains was a true symbiot, then giving something and
receiving something, making a union of symbiots where all were
stronger together than any could be separately. Now this is changed.
The Machter brain cannot understand the concept of racial death
(07:48):
in a situation where it must understand to be able
to survive. Therefore, the brain creature is no longer a symbiate,
but a parasite, and as a parasite it must be destroyed.
Brionn broke in. We're not fighting shadows anymore, he exulted.
We found the enemy, and it's not the master at all,
just a glorified tapeworm that is too stupid to know
(08:09):
when it is killing itself off. Does it have a brain?
Can it think? I doubt it very much, Lea said.
A brain would be of absolutely no use to it,
so even if it originally possessed reasoning powers, they would
be gone by now. Symbias are parasites that live internally
like this, always degenerate to an absolute minimum of functions.
(08:33):
Tell me about it.
Speaker 2 (08:34):
What is this thing?
Speaker 1 (08:36):
Ulv broken, prodding the soft form of the brain symbia.
He had heard all their excited talk but had not
understood a word. Explain it to him? Will you, Leah
as best you can, Brion said, looking at her, and
he realized how exhausted she was. And sit down while
you do it. You're long overdue for a rest. I'm
(08:57):
going to try, he broke off. When he looked at
his wall. It was after four in the afternoon, less
than eight hours to go. What was he to do?
Enthusiasm faded as he realized that only half the problem
was solved. The bombs would drop on schedule unless the
ny Orders could understand the significance of this discovery. Even
(09:19):
if they understood, would it make any difference to them,
the threat of the hitting cobalt bombs would not be changed.
With this thought came the guilty realization that he had
forgotten completely about Telt's death even before he contacted the
Nyord fleet. He must tell Hiss and his rebel army
what had happened to Telt and his sand car. Also
(09:39):
about the radioactive traces. They couldn't be checked against the
records now to see how important they might be, but
Hiss might make another rate on the strength of the suspicion.
This call wouldn't take long. Then he would be free
to tackle Professor Commander Croft. Carefully setting the transmitter on
the frequency of the rebel army, he sent out a
call to him, Yis. There was no answer. When he
(10:03):
switched to receive, all he heard was static. There was
always a chance the set was broken. He quickly twisted
the transmitter to the frequency of his personal radio, then
whistled in the microphone. The received signal was so loud
that it hurt his ears. He tried to call Hiss
again and was relieved to get a response. This time.
(10:23):
Brionne brand here, can you read me? I want to
talk to Hiss at once. It came as a shock
that it was Professor Commander Croft, who answered, I'm sorry, Brion,
but it's impossible to talk to Hiss. We are monitoring
his frequency and your call was relayed to me. Hiss
and his rebels lifted ship about half an hour ago
and are already on their way back to Nyjord. Are
(10:45):
you ready to leave now? It will soon become dangerous
to make any landings. Even now, I will have to
ask for volunteers to get you out of there. Hiss
and the rebel army gone. Brione assimilated the thought he
had been thrown off balance. He realized he was talking
to Croft. If they're all gone, well then there's nothing
I can do about it. He said, I was going
(11:07):
to call you so I can talk to you now.
Listen and try to understand. You must cancel the bombing.
I found out about the match to or found what
causes their mental aberration. If we can correct that, we
can stop them from attacking Njord? Can they be corrected
by midnight tonight? Croft broke in. He was abrupt and
sounded almost angry. Even saints get tired, No, of course not.
(11:30):
Brion frowned at the microphone realizing the talk was going
all wrong, but not knowing how to remedy it. But
it won't take too long. I have evidence here that
will convince you that what I say is the truth.
I believe you without seeing it, Brion. The trace of
anger was gone from Croft's voice now, and it was
heavy with fatigue and defeat. I'll admit you are probably right.
(11:52):
A little while ago I admitted to Hiss too that
he was probably right in his original estimation of the
correct way to tackle the problem of dis We have
made a lot of mistakes, and in making them, we
have run out of time. I am afraid that is
the only fact that is relevant now. The bombs fall
at twelve, and even then they may drop too late.
(12:14):
A ship is already on its way from Niord with
my replacement. I exceeded my authority by running a day
past the maximum the technicians gave me. I realize now
I was gambling the life of my own world in
the vain hope I could save dis. They can't be saved.
They're dead. I won't hear any more about it. You
must listen.
Speaker 2 (12:33):
I must destroy the planet below me. That is what
I must do. That fact will not be changed by
anything you say. All the off worlders other than your
party are gone. I'm sending a ship down now to
pick you up. As soon as that ship lifts, I
am going to drop the first bombs. Now tell me
where you are so they can come for you. Don't
(12:54):
threaten me.
Speaker 1 (12:55):
Croft Brion shook his fist at the radio in an
excess of anger.
Speaker 3 (13:00):
You're a teller and a world destroyer. Don't try to
make yourself out of anything else. I have knowledge to
avert this slaughter, and you won't listen to me. And
I know where the cobalt bombs are in the Master
tower that is rated last night. Get those bombs and
there is no need to drop any of your own.
Speaker 2 (13:19):
I'm sorry, Brione. I appreciate what you're trying to do,
but at the same time I know the futility of it.
I'm not going to accuse you of lying, but do
you realize how thin your evidence sounds From this end?
First a dramatic discovery of the cause of the Machter's intransigency,
Then when that had no results, you suddenly remember you
know where the bombs are. The best keptain Matchter secret.
Speaker 1 (13:42):
I don't know for sure, but there is a very
good chance it is so, Brione said, trying to repair
his defenses. Telt made readings. He had other records of
radioactivity in the same match to keep proof that something
is there. But Telt is dead. Now the record's destroyed,
don't you see. He broke off, realizing how vague and
(14:02):
unprovable his case was. This was defeat. The radio was silent,
with just the hum of the carrier wave as Croft
waited for him to continue. When Brion did speak, his
voice was empty of all hope. Send your ship down,
he said tiredly. We're in a building that belonged to
the Light Metals Trust Limited, a big warehouse of some kind.
(14:26):
I don't know the address here, but I'm sure you
have someone there who can find it. We'll be waiting
for you. You win, Croft. He turned off the radio.
End of Chapter sixteen.
Chapter sixteen of Planet of the Damned. This is a
LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain.
For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox dot org.
Planet of the Damned by Harry Harrison, Chapter sixteen. Ulv
(00:25):
joined them as they looked down at the exposed brain
of the magester. The thing was so clearly evident that
even Ulv noticed it. I have seen dead animals and
my people dead with their heads open, but I have
never seen anything like that before. He said, what is it?
Brion asked the invader, the alien you were looking for?
(00:47):
Lea told him the machester's brain was only two thirds
of what would have been its normal size. Instead of
filling the skull completely, it shared the space with a
green amorphous shape. This was ridged somewhat like a brain,
but the green shape had still darker nodules and extensions.
Lea took her scalpel and gently prodded the dark, moist mass.
(01:10):
It reminds me very much of something that I've seen
before on Earth, she said. The green fly Gepinoceifum plantinoides,
and an unusual organ it has called the sudova. Now
that I have seen this growth in the matchter's skull,
I can think of a positive parallel. The fly Jepinosiphum
also has a large green organ, only it fills half
(01:32):
the body cavity instead of the head. Its identity puzzled
biologists for years, and they had a number of complex
theories to explain it. Finally, someone managed to dissect and
examine it. The sudova turned out to be a living plant,
a yeastlike growth that helps with the green fly's digestion.
It produces enzymes that enable the fly to digest the
(01:53):
great amounts of sugar it gets from plant juice. That's
not unusual, Brione said, puzzled. Ermites and human beings are
a couple of other creatures whose digestion is helped by
internal flora. What's the difference in the green fly reproduction? Mainly,
all the other gut living plants have to enter the
host and establish themselves as outsiders, permitted to remain as
(02:15):
long as they are useful. The green fly and its
yeast plant have a permanent symbiotic relationship that is essential
to the existence of both. The plant spores appear in
many places throughout the fly's body, but they are always
in the germ cells. Every cell has some, and every
egg cell that grows to maturity is infected with the
plant spores. The continuation of the symbiosis is unbroken and guaranteed.
(02:40):
Do you think those green spheres in the master's blood
cells could be the same kind of thing, Brion asked,
I'm sure of it. Lea said it must be the
same process. There are probably green spheres throughout the machter's bodies,
spores or offspring of those things living in their brains,
enough will find their way too the germ cells to
(03:01):
make sure that every young matchter is infected at birth
while the child is growing. So is the symbiote probably
a lot faster, since it seems to be a simpler organism.
I imagine it is well established in the brain pan
within the first six months of the infant's life. But why,
Brion asked, what does it do? I'm only guessing now,
(03:22):
but there is plenty of evidence that gives us an
idea of its function. I'm willing to bet that the
symbiote itself is not a simple organism. It's probably an
amalgam of plant and animal like most other creatures on
diss The thing is just too complex to have developed
since mankind has been on this planet. The machter must
have caught the symbiotic infection eating some disan animal. The
(03:45):
symbiot lived and flourished in its new environment, well protected
by a bony skull and a long lived toast. In
exchange for food, oxygen, and comfort, the brain symbiote must
generate hormones and enzymes that enable the master to survive.
Some of these might aid digestion, enabling the Master to
eat any plant or animal life they can lay their
hands on. The symbiote might produce sugar, scavenge the blood
(04:09):
of toxins. There are so many things it could do,
things it must have done. Since the Master are obviously
the dominant life form on this planet, they paid a
high price for the symbiote, but it didn't matter to
race survival until now. Did you notice that the magster's
brain is no smaller than normal? It must be, or
(04:29):
how else could that brain symbiote fit inside the skull
with it? Brione said. If the magter's total brain were
smaller in volume than normal, it could fit into the
remaining space in the cranial hollow. But the brain is
full sized. It's just that part of it is missing,
absorbed by the symbiot the frontal lobes. Brione said, with
sudden realization, this hellish growth has performed a prefrontal lobotomy.
(04:54):
It's done even more than that, Lea said, separating the
convolusions of gray matter with her scalpel to un cover
a green filament beneath. These tendrils penetrate further back into
the brain, but always remain within the cerebrum. The cerebellum
appears to be untouched. Apparently just the higher functions of
mankind have been interfered with. Selectively, destruction of the frontal
(05:16):
lobes made the matchter creatures without emotion or the ability
for really abstract thought. Apparently they survived better without these.
There must have been some horrible failures before the right
balance was struck. The final product is a man plant
animal symbia that is admirably adapted for survival on this
(05:37):
disaster world. No emotions to cause complications or desires that
might interfere with pure survival, complete ruthlessness. Mankind has always
been strong on this anyway, so it didn't take much
of a push. The other distans like olth Here managed
to survive without turning into such a creature. So why
(05:58):
was it necessary for the magic to go so far?
Nothing is necessary an evolution, you know that, Lea said.
Many variations are possible, and all the better ones continue.
You might say that OL's people survive, but the Machter
survived better. If off world contact hadn't been re established.
I imagine the Matchter would slowly have become the dominant race,
(06:21):
only they won't have the chance now. It looks as
though they have succeeded in destroying both races with their
suicidal urge. That's the part that doesn't make sense, Brion said.
The Machter have survived and climbed right to the top
of the evolutionary heap here, yet they are suicidal. How
does it happen They haven't been wiped out before this.
(06:42):
Individually they have been aggressive to the point of suicide.
They will attack anything and everything with the same savage
lack of emotion. Luckily, there are no bigger animals on
this planet, so where they have died as individuals, their
utter ruthlessness has guaranteed their survival as a group. Now
they are faced with a problem that is too big
(07:02):
for their half destroyed minds to handle. Their personal policy
has become their planetary policy, and that's never a smart thing.
They are like men with knives who have killed all
the men who were only armed with stones. Now they
are facing men with guns, and they are going to
keep charging and fighting until they are all dead. It's
a perfect case of the utter impartiality of the forces
(07:25):
of evolution. Men infected by this disan life form were
the dominant creatures on this planet. The creature in the
Matchter's brains was a true symbiot, then giving something and
receiving something, making a union of symbiots where all were
stronger together than any could be separately. Now this is changed.
The Machter brain cannot understand the concept of racial death
(07:48):
in a situation where it must understand to be able
to survive. Therefore, the brain creature is no longer a symbiate,
but a parasite, and as a parasite it must be destroyed.
Brionn broke in. We're not fighting shadows anymore, he exulted.
We found the enemy, and it's not the master at all,
just a glorified tapeworm that is too stupid to know
(08:09):
when it is killing itself off. Does it have a brain?
Can it think? I doubt it very much, Lea said.
A brain would be of absolutely no use to it,
so even if it originally possessed reasoning powers, they would
be gone by now. Symbias are parasites that live internally
like this, always degenerate to an absolute minimum of functions.
(08:33):
Tell me about it.
Speaker 2 (08:34):
What is this thing?
Speaker 1 (08:36):
Ulv broken, prodding the soft form of the brain symbia.
He had heard all their excited talk but had not
understood a word. Explain it to him? Will you, Leah
as best you can, Brion said, looking at her, and
he realized how exhausted she was. And sit down while
you do it. You're long overdue for a rest. I'm
(08:57):
going to try, he broke off. When he looked at
his wall. It was after four in the afternoon, less
than eight hours to go. What was he to do?
Enthusiasm faded as he realized that only half the problem
was solved. The bombs would drop on schedule unless the
ny Orders could understand the significance of this discovery. Even
(09:19):
if they understood, would it make any difference to them,
the threat of the hitting cobalt bombs would not be changed.
With this thought came the guilty realization that he had
forgotten completely about Telt's death even before he contacted the
Nyord fleet. He must tell Hiss and his rebel army
what had happened to Telt and his sand car. Also
(09:39):
about the radioactive traces. They couldn't be checked against the
records now to see how important they might be, but
Hiss might make another rate on the strength of the suspicion.
This call wouldn't take long. Then he would be free
to tackle Professor Commander Croft. Carefully setting the transmitter on
the frequency of the rebel army, he sent out a
call to him, Yis. There was no answer. When he
(10:03):
switched to receive, all he heard was static. There was
always a chance the set was broken. He quickly twisted
the transmitter to the frequency of his personal radio, then
whistled in the microphone. The received signal was so loud
that it hurt his ears. He tried to call Hiss
again and was relieved to get a response. This time.
(10:23):
Brionne brand here, can you read me? I want to
talk to Hiss at once. It came as a shock
that it was Professor Commander Croft, who answered, I'm sorry, Brion,
but it's impossible to talk to Hiss. We are monitoring
his frequency and your call was relayed to me. Hiss
and his rebels lifted ship about half an hour ago
and are already on their way back to Nyjord. Are
(10:45):
you ready to leave now? It will soon become dangerous
to make any landings. Even now, I will have to
ask for volunteers to get you out of there. Hiss
and the rebel army gone. Brione assimilated the thought he
had been thrown off balance. He realized he was talking
to Croft. If they're all gone, well then there's nothing
I can do about it. He said, I was going
(11:07):
to call you so I can talk to you now.
Listen and try to understand. You must cancel the bombing.
I found out about the match to or found what
causes their mental aberration. If we can correct that, we
can stop them from attacking Njord? Can they be corrected
by midnight tonight? Croft broke in. He was abrupt and
sounded almost angry. Even saints get tired, No, of course not.
(11:30):
Brion frowned at the microphone realizing the talk was going
all wrong, but not knowing how to remedy it. But
it won't take too long. I have evidence here that
will convince you that what I say is the truth.
I believe you without seeing it, Brion. The trace of
anger was gone from Croft's voice now, and it was
heavy with fatigue and defeat. I'll admit you are probably right.
(11:52):
A little while ago I admitted to Hiss too that
he was probably right in his original estimation of the
correct way to tackle the problem of dis We have
made a lot of mistakes, and in making them, we
have run out of time. I am afraid that is
the only fact that is relevant now. The bombs fall
at twelve, and even then they may drop too late.
(12:14):
A ship is already on its way from Niord with
my replacement. I exceeded my authority by running a day
past the maximum the technicians gave me. I realize now
I was gambling the life of my own world in
the vain hope I could save dis. They can't be saved.
They're dead. I won't hear any more about it. You
must listen.
Speaker 2 (12:33):
I must destroy the planet below me. That is what
I must do. That fact will not be changed by
anything you say. All the off worlders other than your
party are gone. I'm sending a ship down now to
pick you up. As soon as that ship lifts, I
am going to drop the first bombs. Now tell me
where you are so they can come for you. Don't
(12:54):
threaten me.
Speaker 1 (12:55):
Croft Brion shook his fist at the radio in an
excess of anger.
Speaker 3 (13:00):
You're a teller and a world destroyer. Don't try to
make yourself out of anything else. I have knowledge to
avert this slaughter, and you won't listen to me. And
I know where the cobalt bombs are in the Master
tower that is rated last night. Get those bombs and
there is no need to drop any of your own.
Speaker 2 (13:19):
I'm sorry, Brione. I appreciate what you're trying to do,
but at the same time I know the futility of it.
I'm not going to accuse you of lying, but do
you realize how thin your evidence sounds From this end?
First a dramatic discovery of the cause of the Machter's intransigency,
Then when that had no results, you suddenly remember you
know where the bombs are. The best keptain Matchter secret.
Speaker 1 (13:42):
I don't know for sure, but there is a very
good chance it is so, Brione said, trying to repair
his defenses. Telt made readings. He had other records of
radioactivity in the same match to keep proof that something
is there. But Telt is dead. Now the record's destroyed,
don't you see. He broke off, realizing how vague and
(14:02):
unprovable his case was. This was defeat. The radio was silent,
with just the hum of the carrier wave as Croft
waited for him to continue. When Brion did speak, his
voice was empty of all hope. Send your ship down,
he said tiredly. We're in a building that belonged to
the Light Metals Trust Limited, a big warehouse of some kind.
(14:26):
I don't know the address here, but I'm sure you
have someone there who can find it. We'll be waiting
for you. You win, Croft. He turned off the radio.
End of Chapter sixteen.
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It’s 1996 in rural North Carolina, and an oddball crew makes history when they pull off America’s third largest cash heist. But it’s all downhill from there. Join host Johnny Knoxville as he unspools a wild and woolly tale about a group of regular ‘ol folks who risked it all for a chance at a better life. CrimeLess: Hillbilly Heist answers the question: what would you do with 17.3 million dollars? The answer includes diamond rings, mansions, velvet Elvis paintings, plus a run for the border, murder-for-hire-plots, and FBI busts.
Crime Junkie
Does hearing about a true crime case always leave you scouring the internet for the truth behind the story? Dive into your next mystery with Crime Junkie. Every Monday, join your host Ashley Flowers as she unravels all the details of infamous and underreported true crime cases with her best friend Brit Prawat. From cold cases to missing persons and heroes in our community who seek justice, Crime Junkie is your destination for theories and stories you won’t hear anywhere else. Whether you're a seasoned true crime enthusiast or new to the genre, you'll find yourself on the edge of your seat awaiting a new episode every Monday. If you can never get enough true crime... Congratulations, you’ve found your people. Follow to join a community of Crime Junkies! Crime Junkie is presented by audiochuck Media Company.
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