Why would this unnamed person help her? Are they together?
Maybe, maybe not.
Are they even alive?
Maybe. But maybe not.
Because of both the absence of information and the bad acoustics in this cheap hotel room, I’m going to keep it short and sweet. Spotify informs me I havea lotof new listeners—welcome, all—and I want to direct all of you to something that just appeared on Reddit. It’s the full text of something Cara posted from two years ago, months before Karl was murdered.
The link is in my show notes. I think you’ll agree it gives context to who she truly is, which is so important to remember.
If Cara is still alive—and I know we’re all praying she is—girlfriend’s in grave danger. Crime fam, until we find her, I will be signing off exactly like I did yesterday: if you see something, say something—to me.
R/TRUECRIME
CARA CAMPBELL, INSTAMURDERER
Knowledgeable_Owl • 7 hr ago
Always knew these screengrabs would come in handy. Read it and weep. Or laugh. Or puke.
My name is Cara Campbell.
I grew up right next to Hollywood, a sticky stone’s throw from the La Brea Tar Pits. My mom, an actress without many credits, had me at twenty. She spent her short life trading on her looks in an attempt to “marry well.” It never panned out for her.
I was at Santa Monica College when Mom was diagnosed with cancer. School seemed suddenly much less important than trying to help her get through chemo. I’m glad I prioritized my time with her because she passed away six months later. She was only forty.
Before she died, I promised her I would find a way to live the comfortable life she’d been unable to provide for both of us.
I found that life with my awesome, smart, and yes, wealthy, husband Karl.
Am I a gold digger?
If that is the name given to someone seeking emotional and financial security, then yes, the Jimmy Choo fits.
I became an influencer—with Karl’s blessing—because so many women (and a few men) were constantly asking me how I did it.
Here are some tips that worked for me:
Attend high-end events. I met Karl at an auction.
Location matters. I certainly didn’t live in Beverly Hills, or Century City or anywhere cool, but I made sure I made my way to the clubs, restaurants, and watering holes where successful people eat and socialize.
Network. Who do you know that knows someone you should know? You can’t meet your friend’s wealthy second cousin unless you ask. Karl was my friend’s mom’s plastic surgeon. While he would never discuss a patient, we knew people in common.
Take up high-end hobbies. Like golf, sailing, and wine tasting. Don’t think of it as a dating ruse but as an opportunity to educate yourself about the finer things in life.
Dress well, carry yourself with confidence, and be yourself. Really. Authenticity is the most important trait of all.
DAY FOUR
THIRTY-FOUR
CARA
My new Topanga Sunset Eco Yurt is everything the brochure promised! I’m buying another one so I can put them together and live the dream.?????
—Suzanne S
