That is Nathan Adler! The "Arson Investigator" that grew up with and went to school with, Ronald Lynn Massey.
Remember my neighbors that lived on the hill behind us in Havasu Heights? Well, I just so happen to run into the wife one afternoon. She stated that her stepdaughter had accidentally left her social media account open on the computer, so she looked at it. She said my house was a hot topic of conversation. I flew home and got on the computer. This is what Ronnie Massey posted to T.J. Wilson. So I responded to Ronnie's post by letting both Ronnie and T.J. know that I fully intended to pursue criminal charges for the $25,000.00 in damages to the house.
Ronald Massey also updated his profile. As you remember, his profile name was "MASSEY". On Feb. 18th, two days prior to the ARSON, he changed his profile name to....."VFD PROCESSOR RLM B.I.C.H."! Let me break it down for you. "VFD"...Volunteer Fire Department. "PROCESSOR".....In charge of the ARSON. "RLM"....Ronald Lynn Massey. "B.I.C.H.".....well, that would be me!
I had to meet Nathan Adler at 8:00 am to do a walk through of the burned house. When I arrived Nathan stood and talked to me for a few minutes. He explained to me that he and Ronald Massey grew up together, and went to school together. He said he knew their mother, Barbara Doyle Massey. I said that is a conflict of interest and I want any Arson Investigator other than you. Nathan said well, the only other Arson Investigator is Chip Shilosky, and he had to go on vacation TODAY! I took out my cell phone and called the fire department. Same story, Chip Shilosky HAD to go on vacation NOW!! When I got off the phone Nathan said to me, where did you get that cup? I was holding a thermal cup I bought from the Maverick Convenience store right down the street. I said clearly from Maverick, why? He said, "I KNEW IT". I asked, "You knew what"? He said there is a cup identical to that cup in the kitchen. I asked, what's your point? I said I have 3 or 4 of them and I have a couple of them in this house, so when I get here I have a cup to fill up at Maverick. I said what is the point of all of this Nathan? Did that cup somehow start the fire?
Please make sure you are sitting down before you continue reading: Nathan said with the best serious face that any brain dead MORON could muster...."When I was in the kitchen fighting the fire, I noticed your Maverick cup in the kitchen was still full of ice". I looked dead straight ahead at Nathan and said, I beg your pardon? He said you were the last one at the house right before the fire. I said you have lost your mind? Nathan said it's still there, come on and I'll show you. I said what's still there? The glass or the ice? Nathan said BOTH, there is still ice floating in the glass. So we walked into the kitchen. It's total darkness. Nathan shines his flashlight and I shined mine. I pulled the glass over close to the edge of the counter, so I could get a good look at this "ice"! Nathan and I both looked down into the glass at the exact same time. I looked up at Nathan and said there is NOT a single drop of liquid in that glass, therefore NOTHING is floating. I said there is however insulation that fell from the burning ceiling inside the glass. There was a clock hanging on the wall. Directly right below it was the Maverick cup, with the fire proof ice. I said the fire was so intense and so hot that it literally melted the clock to the wall. I said and you want me to believe that the glass sitting three feet below the clock, still had ice floating in it?
Nathan decides it's finally time to take me and show me the starting point of the ARSON! We walked into what was Ronald Massey's bedroom. The box springs that had been leaning against the wall in the bedroom earlier in the day, was shoved inside the closet and set on fire. I told Nathan numerous times that the box springs was across the room earlier in the day. He said that doesn't prove it was an arson. He flashed his light on the light switch. He said look at the light switch. He said the closet light was on when the fire started. He said he couldn't tell if the light arced and rained a shower of sparks upon that box springs, that had been sitting across the room earlier in the day, or if the box springs was the actual starting point of the fire. DUH! I didn't even dignify Nathan's absurd remarks with a response, I just turned and walked outside. I immediately called the insurance company and demanded they send out their own ARSON INVESTIGATOR Immediately.
Nathan tells me when I get off of the phone, that he needed to speak with me privately. We walked into the backyard. He wanted to question ME as the only suspect in his ARSON INVESTIGATION. I was made to answer questions for over 2 hours. I was forced to turn over financial records to prove we were current on both mortgages and all automobiles. I was forced to turn over cell phone records. I had to supply information on my whereabouts prior to and after the ARSON was set. Nathan actually went to every place I said I was and pulled the surveillance video from each and every place. Ronald Massey and T.J. Wilson NEVER were questioned PERIOD.
The next morning I met the insurance arson investigator at the house. Nathan Adler showed up as well. I told the man what Nathan Adler was trying to say happened. He walked into the closet where the box springs was set on fire. He pulled the light fixture down out of the ceiling. He very closely examined the electrical wires. He stated that at NO point in time did that light arc, and the box springs was the starting point. He said this is without a doubt, an ARSON! Nathan asked, is that right? After the insurance arson investigator left to head back to Phoenix, Nathan Adler had one last thing to say to me. He said, keep pushing. You want this to be ruled an arson? Just remember that is your glass that was full of ice and left in the kitchen prior to the fire. I said you are nuts. He said you had better think about it. I said it IS AN ARSON and it will be ruled an ARSON!!
Two witnesses came forward and stated they personally saw Ronnie and T.J. running from the burning house. I took the witnesses down to first the fire department and then the police department. Sloma said there were two guys seen walking down the street during the time of the fire, but he could assure me it was NOT Ronnie and T.J. I asked how the cops would know who was walking down McCulloch street at the time of the fire, if they weren't anywhere near my house? And if they were near my house at the time of the ARSON, then WHY were they there? I guess the city got their panties in a wad over that remark, and operation make my life a living hell was underway!!
At this point I knew I had a fight and a half on my hands with the city over allowing, encouraging, and PARTICIPATING in this ARSON. I couldn't help but breathe a little easier knowing T.J. would have to find a new place to live, besides the house I evicted him from. I thought with the house being burned so badly, the brothers would disappear and never be heard from again. Was I EVER WRONG. I was demanding a REAL ARSON INVESTIGATION take place immediately. I was naming names and the brothers were well aware of that fact.
Within minutes of me posting my response to Ronnie and T.J., Ronnie posted this photo. The caption reads "3330....who knows bout' dat". That is Ronald Lynn Massey, Melanie Diane Serna (L) and Kirsten (R). The address of the house they destroyed is 3330 McCulloch Blvd.
I filed report after report with Mohave County Sheriff's Office for the months and months and months this drug out. Our house was about a mile and a half off road. The road was only accessible by a 4 wheel drive vehicle, unless you drove less than 10 miles an hour. It is not a paved road in the desert. The Sheriff's Office was 20 miles away, and most of the time they didn't have a 4 wheel drive vehicle available. So if I was forced to call them out, I would meet them a mile and a half down at the end of the paved road, and bring them on in to the house in the Hummer. Ronnie would come in from Santa Ana, Ca. and him and T.J. and a bunch of other out of control teens would camp outside our front door and start bonfires, while waiting to ambush us when we came outside.
We would sleep in shifts because the brothers were damaging our property in the late night and early morning hours. I would have to run outside at two or three in the morning, shotgun in one hand and a rifle in the other. We owned 4 vehicles and only had a three car garage, so I had no choice but to park the Hummer outside, and put the other 3 in the garage. I came out one morning and looked the Hummer over. It looked fine and I had to get into Havasu, so I got in and backed up. As I started forward and having to turn to get out of the driveway, I discovered that all of the bolts had been removed from my running boards. And more importantly, all the lug nuts had been removed from all four wheels. What a nightmare. They cut power lines to our house. Destroyed the salt water system for our swimming pool, tried repeatedly to break in, and just terrorized our lives for what seemed like an eternity.
I had the horse stalls rented out to people that needed horse boarding. I had the riding arena leased out to a company giving riding lessons. Our two properties were surrounded by hundreds of acres of BLM land, and riding horses was allowed on BLM land. The brothers then focused their attention of now making threats to burn my personal home. I was eventually forced to cancel all of my contracts and evacuate the property of all animals and people. The brothers were opening gates on the horse stalls, and letting horses out in the middle of the night. They were throwing poisoned food over the fence to our dogs.
The Mohave County Sheriff's Deputies tried their best to protect us, but let's be realistic here. There is hundreds and hundreds of acres of BLM land to hide on. Short of moving a deputy into my house, there was no way they would ever get to me in time anytime anything happened. I was on my own. We were held up in our house because it was too dangerous to leave with T.J. and his thugs lurking around. Not to mention that we knew they would break in if we left.
Because of Ronnie's constant threat to burn the house I lived in, I had the Desert Hills Fire Department come out to check the property. Because we were on private wells, the fire department would have had to get a pumper truck back to us, and chances of that happening were not good. There was not a chance at all of saving the house, if they chose to burn it as well. It wasn't something I was willing to take a chance on. They could have killed us and set the house on fire to cover it up, and no one would have known for days, or even weeks.
As soon as the parents returned home, T.J. went wherever T.J. went, because he couldn't be caught around their house. The parents despised T.J., and he was not allowed on their property. That was our one opportunity to get out and never look back. We loaded up everything we could fit in the biggest U-Haul we could rent, and we were out of there. We drove non stop 2000 miles to get somewhere we could finally feel safe. We drove to Southern Indiana, thinking we would be out of harms way. Then I get a message on social media from Timothy Joseph Wilson, Sr. Apparently he decided to defend his sons actions, then threatened to "Beat me up". I wasn't aware T.J. Wilson Sr. had a dog in that fight, but apparently he didn't think his cowardly son could actually handle himself if I got my hands on him. Sr. lived not too terribly far away in Illinois.
Trying to legally fight Lake Havasu City Municipal Government from Lake Havasu proved to be hard enough. Trying to legally fight them from 2000 miles across country was IMPOSSIBLE!
We lived in Indiana for a couple of years. I wasn't getting anywhere with the city of Lake Havasu. For 2 years the "Arson Investigation" remained an "OPEN" investigation. Ronald Massey and T.J. Wilson were NEVER questioned for vandalism, threats or ARSON. Sooooo, I filed a Notice of Clam and filed it with the city. Today's News-Herald out of Lake Havasu ran the story right on the front page. Ex Police Captain Joe Fiumara and Ex Police Lt. Richie Sloma, you two criminals deserve life without parole. Click on the "Undeniable Proof of Corruption" page, and read Fiumara's cover-up attempt for yourself!
I printed out everything Ronnie posted and headed in to Lake Havasu to the police department. Of course I was forced to deal with Sloma. I'm sure everyone has guessed by now, Sloma was "assigned to this case". He looks it all over and says it doesn't prove a thing. I said Sloma, they went so far as to put the house address in the caption. Sloma said it's just a coincidence that the numbers are the same, but the street name was never mentioned. I said are you kidding me? I left and went to the Mohave County Sheriff's office and asked them what I could do. They wanted to step in and help, but it was out of their jurisdiction. Trust me when I say, this was the longest 30 days of my life!
On Feb. 20th, exactly 30 days after legally evicting the TERRORIST brothers, and after 30 days of T.J. breaking into the house, and 30 days of Ronnie and T.J. publicly posting threats to burn the house, the house went up in flames. When I pulled up I noticed a car parked in front of the house as well as a car parked on the side of the house. I figured it was Ronnie and T.J., and I was fighting mad. I parked in the driveway and jumped out. I was going to hurt them, and I wasn't playing. All of a sudden some lady yelled to the very top of her lungs, "MOVE THAT HUMMER". I went over and yelled back, who do you think you're talking to? She pointed to the roof of the house and fire shot out sky high. I took off running. I moved the truck then I ran around back to see if I could enter the house through the sliding glass doors. I called 911 several times and so did everyone standing around watching. I was going inside that house to fight that fire myself. I remember two men grabbing me and trying to hold me back. They stated they were retired fire fighters and they didn't want me walking into a backdraft. It didn't matter how hard I fought, they would not let go. I told them that Ronnie and T.J. made threat after threat to burn the house.
Richie Sloma arrived just seconds ahead of the fire department. When the fire department arrived on the scene, the two men finally let me go. The two men immediately told Sloma that I was certain that Ronnie and T.J. started the fire. Sloma looks at me and said, is that right? Do you have any proof of that? I said you know I do. After the fire was under control, Fire Marshal Chip Shilosky walked over and introduced himself. I told him the same thing I've said the entire time, Ronnie and T.J. set the ARSON. He asked if I had proof of the threats. I said I copied all of them but they are at my house. He then introduced me to fire investigator, Nathan Adler. Chip Shilosky said he HAD to go on vacation the next day, so Nathan Adler would be handling the investigation. I asked if he was an Arson Investigator. I was told, for now. I was then told to go home and get the proof and return to the burning house. Nathan then said, before you go, where exactly were you for three hours immediately prior to the fire, and where were you when the fire started. I gave him a run down of my whereabouts. I said the last place I went was to the grocery store, and my groceries are still in the truck. Nathan immediately heads over to my truck and starts going through my grocery bags. He was checking to see how cold things were, as well as looking for the receipt. It clearly showed what time I checked out, and there was over $300.00 worth of groceries. It wasn't a 15 minute shopping trip. I was at the house until about 3:00am, until the fire was finally out. The house was set on fire about 6:00pm.
I left the McCulloch house about 3:00am and headed home. I got on the computer and got to work on the boys MySpace pages. As it turns out, the terrorist brothers made updates.
Within literally minutes of posting the first picture, Ronnie posted this photo.
When I was on T.J.'s MySpace page, I noticed a girl by the name of "Sam Hain", that was listed as one of his friends. I had seen her at the McCulloch house a few times, so I contacted her. I asked if she knew where Ronnie and T.J. were. I explained that they destroyed the house, and I was looking for them. She defended the TERRORIST brothers actions. I said and I quote, "Tell them they are playing a very dangerous game, and someone is going to get hurt". At 8:07pm just two hours after the house was set on fire, Sam Hain updated her page as well. Her headline now reads, "Game Over Bitch"!
Within a few minutes of Ronnie instructing T.J. to flee the city and a felony arson investigation, T.J. made an announcement of his own. During all of this burning of the house and going into hiding, T.J. was announcing he had a new girlfriend. I thought what an odd thing to announce with all that was happening. Then I took a closer look. I thought at that very moment I was going to have a massive heart attack. That is a picture in the left hand corner of the older daughter of the Assistant Head Coach of the Havasu Heat. He now had access to my property since he was staying in the house on the hill behind me, because the parents were out of town. The caption above her photo reads, "I like this girl....alot". I had no idea what was in store.
Eight days after the ARSON, and after being informed that I was in fact pursuing criminal charges, Ronnie instructed T.J. to flee the state of Arizona, and a Felony arson investigation. Then Ronnie posts that he's never returning to Havasu.
Sixteen hours and 45 minutes prior to the ARSON, T.J. updated his profile headline to "KILL"!
Ronnie and T.J.'s worthless mother BARBARA DOYLE MASSEY, then instructed T.J. to "GET OUT WHILE YOU STILL CAN"!! Then T.J.'s friend Ivy (a guy with a girl's name) offers him a place to hide out, in Oak Harbor, Washington. Ivy now lives in Kingman, AZ.
(Just for the record, I have hundreds and hundreds of pages of evidence. I am only making available enough to validate every word I am saying. These two TERRORIST brothers and the two CORRUPT, TERRORIST ASSISTING WORTHLESS EX cops left enough evidence for any and all courts to have enough to convict, with prison terms of life, WITHOUT the possibility of parole).
I called every attorney I could find, begging for help. I got the exact same response from every single one of them. "You have an open and shut case. However I have to live and work in Mohave County, so I'm sorry but, I can't help you." Some went so far as to explain to me that there was NOT one single Judge in Mohave County that would rule against Lake Havasu City Municipal Government, because of the repercussions that would definitely follow. So I had to take matters into my own hands. I started a website telling this entire story, and I was naming names and pointing the finger. To get the city's attention, I advertised the site on the largest vehicle we owned, and I spent hours and hours driving past city hall. My truck attracted a lot of attention, and I was getting hundreds of hits to my website daily.
I would be pulled over constantly for no reason other than to harass me. I owned a house on that street. I paid taxes on the house on that street. By God, I have every right to drive down that street. Now keep in mind that at this point, the city has removed the boards that were keeping T.J. out, so naturally T.J. was back in the house again. Ronnie was calling several times a day and leaving voicemail messages of his plans to burn the house if I didn't let T.J. live there until he could make other arrangements. I would take my phone to the police department and Sloma would continue to chant his Mantra, "Making threats is NOT illegal". He stated it could only be considered a threat if the brothers acted on the threats. Sloma then informed me that I couldn't prove that it was Ronnie leaving the threatening voicemail messages. I said I don't have to prove it, he stated "This is Ronnie", in the voicemail messages. Sloma said he didn't leave his last name, plus he's not the only person in the world named Ronnie!!