Sam Mullins

How did this man I'd been hearing about called David Davis and Ronald Platt come to be hunted by authorities across the globe? How did a middle-aged family man from small town Ontario come to be an international fugitive? and he responded by saying that he had something to show me, something that might help. The box. To say I was intrigued is an understatement.

When I walked into his place right away, I see it. Spread out on the dining room table are piles and piles of papers stacked high. Notepads, duotangs, folders, handwritten notes scrawled on post-its. As I set up my microphones, I see one of the file folders has written in Sharpie, the Walker file. Let's start. Why don't you tell me what we're looking at?

When I walked into his place right away, I see it. Spread out on the dining room table are piles and piles of papers stacked high. Notepads, duotangs, folders, handwritten notes scrawled on post-its. As I set up my microphones, I see one of the file folders has written in Sharpie, the Walker file. Let's start. Why don't you tell me what we're looking at?

Andy's mother curated the box, but when she passed away, none of her adult children wanted to take it because they knew what was in there, vaguely at least, and they knew it wasn't good. As I sit down across from Andy and I see on the wall behind him, dusty portraits of his ancestors, men in uniform, family shields.

Andy's mother curated the box, but when she passed away, none of her adult children wanted to take it because they knew what was in there, vaguely at least, and they knew it wasn't good. As I sit down across from Andy and I see on the wall behind him, dusty portraits of his ancestors, men in uniform, family shields.

It makes sense to me that he's the one in the family who wound up with this box, this decade of his mother's work.

It makes sense to me that he's the one in the family who wound up with this box, this decade of his mother's work.

Just last year, a friend of his recommended that he should just burn it all. Take the box to the family cottage and throw it in the fire pit in an act of catharsis. I remember going to, a couple of times going to burn it.

Just last year, a friend of his recommended that he should just burn it all. Take the box to the family cottage and throw it in the fire pit in an act of catharsis. I remember going to, a couple of times going to burn it.

When he couldn't bring himself to do it, he just left the box by the wood pile for months. But I never moved it from the burning pile either, but it never got burnt. And there it sat, unprotected from the elements, until a journalist from Toronto emailed him out of the blue.

When he couldn't bring himself to do it, he just left the box by the wood pile for months. But I never moved it from the burning pile either, but it never got burnt. And there it sat, unprotected from the elements, until a journalist from Toronto emailed him out of the blue.

As we talk in the kitchen of his home, something suddenly flew between us.

As we talk in the kitchen of his home, something suddenly flew between us.

In the coming weeks, I would pour through this box, through the spreadsheets, the personal letters, affidavits, brochures, newspaper clippings, photographs, and discover a story. One that begins with friendship, faith, and loyalty, and descends into betrayal, madness, and rage. To be dramatic, and I do intend to be, the box was the origin story of a villain.

In the coming weeks, I would pour through this box, through the spreadsheets, the personal letters, affidavits, brochures, newspaper clippings, photographs, and discover a story. One that begins with friendship, faith, and loyalty, and descends into betrayal, madness, and rage. To be dramatic, and I do intend to be, the box was the origin story of a villain.

The story of a man who brought an entire community to its knees and vanished. I'll tell the story as I choose to tell the story, and I'm not here to protect anybody.

The story of a man who brought an entire community to its knees and vanished. I'll tell the story as I choose to tell the story, and I'm not here to protect anybody.

I'm Sam Mullins, and this is Sea of Lies from CBC's Uncover. Episode 4, The Day of Reckoning. Before the Staley's became entwined with Albert Walker, they were just one of those families who moved around a lot. Andy's dad had one of those careers where if he wanted to move up, he had to move. But luckily for Andy and his siblings, moving to new towns and making new friends was never an issue.

I'm Sam Mullins, and this is Sea of Lies from CBC's Uncover. Episode 4, The Day of Reckoning. Before the Staley's became entwined with Albert Walker, they were just one of those families who moved around a lot. Andy's dad had one of those careers where if he wanted to move up, he had to move. But luckily for Andy and his siblings, moving to new towns and making new friends was never an issue.

Because their parents weren't just anyone. They were Bob and Betty Staley. Bob was an affable government man, a leader, and mensch. And his mom?