Paul had everything, and everything he did had to have style and attitude. He was almost comic, as a serial killer, like Patrick Bateman in Bret Easton Ellis’ American Psycho. In a twist of fate, the police seized the book from the couple’s home. Many people had the opinion that Paul He had a music room in the den, with thousands of dollars of music equipment. He wrote rap lyrics, in a blue notebook, and nicknamed himself Young Hype. He thought that Vanilla Ice was a great rapper and when someone called him that one day on vacation, he was convinced he could become famous and get Madonna to sponsor his tour. In reality, his voice was whiny, and his songs were about how to score with chicks and how he should be feared. He made his little voice overs and showed them to the girls they managed to get into their home. He would sing to them and won the trust of several, which wound up being drugged and raped and videotaped.

June 1999

Paul was driving around a neighborhood called Burlington. He cut across some back yards and found himself with a teenage girl. Her name was Leslie Mahaffey and she was locked out for breaking curfew at a keg party for her dead friend. Leslie was sitting at the picnic table, when she saw Paul. “What are you doing here?” she asked. He smiled. ”I’m going to break into that house,” he pointed down a few houses. Leslie was a lovely, trusting girl and didn’t feel threatened by Paul, asking for a cigarette. He walked her down to his car and pulled out an 8 inch hunting knife. “Get in the car and don’t scream. You’re coming with me,”. He quickly drove home, thrilled that he had abducted a young girl that would be hard to find. He ran upstairs and woke Karla. “Don’t come downstairs, I have a girl in the house!”. Karla rolled over and went back to sleep. Paul made some drinks for himself and Leslie, hoping to get her drunk enough to make her complacent. He turned on his video camera and demanded she undress. She sobbed and begged him not to hurt her. “Be good for me Leslie…so maybe you can go home later,. “Ok,” she whispered. He raped her four or five times that night, videotaping everything. He humiliated her and beat her when she cried. She had to tell Paul over and over that he was the king and she loved him. He finally grew tired and gave her champagne with sleeping pills crushed in it. After hours of assault, drugs and liquor, they both fell asleep. When Karla woke up the next morning, she peeked down stairs and became enraged. Paul and Leslie had used her champagne flutes and were nowhere to be seen. Angrily, she made herself something to eat and took her dog for a walk. She knew better than to disturb Paul. But what Paul had, Karla wanted. When Paul and Leslie woke up, Karla made sure she got to participate in Paul’s sick games. Karla didn’t care what happened to Leslie, she just wanted a piece of Paul’s action. Paul directed Leslie and Karla in numerous sex acts, and then switched positions. There was no one to hear Leslie’s cries of pain as Paul sodomized her. He smiled at Karla as she poured Leslie a glass of champagne spiked with the drug halcion. Karla gave Leslie a teddy bear to hold as she stroked her cheek. “Don’t worry, its all going to be ok,” Leslie drank the champagne. Her life was almost over.

There is much speculation about how Leslie really died. Since the actual murders were not videotaped, and the concrete and water had deteriorated the body, the forensic evidence was poor. Karla claims Paul strangled Leslie with an electrical cord. Paul claims he left Karla alone with Leslie briefly and Karla kneeled on her back and smothered her with a pillow. It has been suggested Karla helped Paul dismember Leslie. In the basement of 57 Bayview, Leslie’s body was carved in ten pieces and put in cardboard. The home made coffins were filled with Quik-Mix cement. Paula and Karla drove them to a nearby lake, and threw them off a bridge. Each time a box hit the water, a spray of water would kick off in their faces. Paul and Karla thought she would never been found. They would never get caught. Little did they know.