Leonard Lake

Leonard Lake was born in California in 1945 to father Elgin and mother Gloria Lake. Elgin abandoned the family after the birth of Leonard’s younger brother. Gloria later tried to reunite with him, taking along the two younger children and leaving Leonard in the care of her parents. Leonard was never reunited with his mother even after she divorced and remarried when Leonard was nine. Gloria encouraged her son, Leonard, to take nude photos of girls, including his sister and cousins. As a result of this, Leonard Lake developed a preoccupation with pornography and, later, a penchant for having sex with his sister. Still, he was intact enough to sandwich in two marriages before he teamed up with an illegal immigrant, Charles Ng, to create a torture-bunker in a remote area, where they captured and tortured some two dozen people, reducing their remains to ashes in an adjoining crematorium, mostly women. Men were executed and buried. According to court records, they killed the men and infants immediately, whereas they subjected women to a period of enslavement, rape, and torture before killing them. Lake tortured his victims horrifically, psychologically, sexually and physically.

Charles Ng

Charles Ng was born in a wealthy family in British Hong Kong to Hongkonger executive and his wife. As a child, Ng was harshly disciplined and abused by his father. After his arrest for shoplifting at age 15, he went, at his father’s insistence, to a boarding school in North Yorkshire, England. Not long after arriving, Ng was expelled for stealing from other students and returned to Hong Kong. Ng moved to the United States on a student visa in 1978 and studied biology at the College of Notre Dame in Belmont, California. He dropped out after one semester. Soon after, he was involved in a hit and run accident, and to avoid prosecution he enlisted in the United States Marine Corps with false documents attesting to his birthplace as Bloomington, Indiana. After less than a year of service, he was arrested by military police for stealing automatic weapons. Ng escaped custody in 1980 and made his way back to northern California, where he met Leonard Lake.

Lake’s bunker.
Police photo inside the Lake’s bunker.

Of some of their victims they made “snuff films” – films that depict the victim’s murder. Lake’s second marriage ended when his wife discovered he been making amateur pornographic films featuring bondage acts. They were on good terms. Lake was devastated for a time after the divorce, yet he then felt free to do anything he wanted. There was a suspicion that his ex-wife knew what was happening. What makes him noteworthy was his compulsive diary keeping, where his extreme acts of sadism were faithfully recorded for posterity. Lake had built a structure described in his journals as a “dungeon.” Before Ng’s arrival, Lake is believed to have already murdered his brother Donald and his friend and best man Charles Gunnar. Gunnar’s body was unearthed from the property in 1992. Lake couldn’t make normal connections. He spoke of his envy of beautiful women and rich men who always end up getting the best of life. The fact that we could see videos of torture makes it hard to even analyze his personality.

“It’s a Sunday in October, 22nd, 23rd, something like that. Very close to my 38th birthday. And I’m starting this tape without script or without any real organization of what I want to say, but I do feel I need to explain. This tape, what you’re hearing now, is going to be the lead-in of the various phases of construction. A building which hopefully will be the first of a series of underground buildings. The building will be multi-purpose. It’ll serve as a tool room and a storage room for a lot of valuables and miscellaneous stuff that are useful to have, but not particularly items of immediate use that should be in the house. But the main emphasis of the building, the whole justification for its expense and its effort will be a hidden portion of it, a secret room, if we can call it that. That little house… A cell, this is the word that I’ve used in my discussions of this subject. A jail cell, if you will. And the purpose of that cell and the main purpose ends of the building will be the imprisonment of the young lady, who probably at this moment is unknown to me. And nothing more. Well… Actually, I shouldn’t say nothing more. The building, even the cell will be multi-purpose. These are *inaudible* times. There’re wars and rumors of wars going on. Today 135 Marines were killed in Ramadan. So having secret rooms, underground rooms protected by concrete and steel, and buried by four feet of Earth… These are fairly safe investments. And the room and the building and the whole ultimate series of buildings will be designed, not around the cell, but ultimately around the concept of a secret secure living place for myself, and perhaps for friends. But this first phase, it would be a lie to say, it was anything other than primarily emphasizing the cell. History may be bored, posterity may care less about this tape, care less about what I have to say. To be honest, I’m not too sure who I want to show this tape to, or if I will ever show it to anyone. But, for anyone that is interested, anyone who needs my justifications or my rationalizations as to why I would want to imprison and, in fact, enslave a young woman, they have only to look closely at me. I’m a realist. I’m 38-years-old, bit chubby, not much hair and losing what I have, not particularly attractive to women or, I should say, particularly attracting to women. And all of the traditional magnets, the money, the position, slash power… I don’t have.  And yet I’m still very sexually active, and I’m still very much attracted to a particular type a woman, who almost by definition is totally uninterested in me. Dirty old man, pervert, I’m attracted to young women. Sometimes even as young as 12. Although, to be fair, certainly 18 to 22 or so, pretty much ideal range as far as my interests go. I like very slim women, very pretty of course, petite, small breasted, long hair by *inaudible*. And such a woman by virtue of her youth, her attractiveness, her desirability to certainly the majority of mankind, simply has options. There’s no particular reason why such a woman should be interested in me. But there’s more to it than that. It’s difficult to explain my personality in 25 words or less, but I am in fact a loner. I enjoy the peace, the quiet, the solitude. I enjoy being by myself. And while my relationships with women in the past have been sexually successful, socially they’ve almost always been a failure. I’ve gone through two divorces, innumerable women – 50, 55. I forget exactly the count. I counted recently but… I’m afraid the bottom line statement is the simple fact that I’m a sexist *inaudible*. I enjoy using women and, of course, women aren’t particularly interested in being used. I certainly enjoy sex, I certainly enjoy the dominance of climbing on a woman and using your body, but I’m not particularly interested in the ID, the ego… All the things that a man should be interested in to, to complement a woman’s need. Now, I can fake these emotions and I can fake them very well. And in the past I’ve been very successful with attracting very interesting and attractive women, simply because I did fake fairly well an interest in their needs and their requirements. So, momentarily I had what I wanted and they thought they had what they wanted. But in the long term I don’t want to bother. What I want is an off-the-shelf sex partner.  I want to be able to use a woman whenever and however I want, and when I’m tired or satiated or bored or not interested, I simply want to put her away, lock her up in a little room, get her out of my sight, out of my life and thus avoid what heretofore has always been the obligation to entertain or amuse or satisfy a particular woman or girlfriends.  Limbs of emotional, whatever… Such an arrangement, of course, is not only blatantly sexist but highly illegal. There’s no doubt about it. It violates all of the human rights and blah blah blah… Kind of spare posterity… My concepts of other people’s morality. I’m explaining my morality what I feel, what I want and as of this moment I’m going to try to get it. The advantages of such a situation are, of course, obvious and even beyond sexual. Such a woman, totally enslaved, would be useful for the mundane chores that I have to do, but I’m not particularly interested in doing – clean house, washing dishes etc.  Slave, there’s no way around it. Primarily a sexual slave but nonetheless a physical slave as well. I believe that I can, if I can construct a holding cell, a place where I can put such a woman, where I can walk off and feel secure that she can’t escape… That I can create a facility that is so stark and so empty, so cold, so quiet, so totally removed from the world, that fairly quickly by a combination of painful punishments when I’m displeased and minor rewards such as music or magazines or some such stuff, that I can quickly condition. This is my belief that I can quickly condition a young woman to cooperate with me fully, and, in fact, even look forward to cooperating with me fully. Simply, if for no other reason than such cooperation would be a relief from boredom. Whether I can do this or not will remain to be seen. Obviously, I’ve never done such a thing before and it may not work. However, I want to try. I want to try. The cost of this enterprise is going to be immense. We’re talking about five thousand dollars, thousands of dollars for foundations, two thousands of dollars for bricks, hundreds of dollars for power equipment, to dig the Earth out… Many, many costs. Still… Life as I’m living it… Explain… The challenge of this project, the excitement, thrill if it succeeds, even the exciting experience if it fails, as long as I don’t get caught, it’s very attractive. It’s something that I fantasize daily about. We’ll see. Don’t think there’s more to say on the subject. This hopefully will be a history. Starting tomorrow, we, we… I start clearing the land. I’ve hired a man with a chainsaw to come over and cut some trees. And tomorrow you need a backhoe will arrive. And I’ll start excavating the Earth. It’ll be interesting to see how far this tape and high actually go.”
In the video we see a woman and hear Lake: “If you go along with us, cooperate with us, we’ll be as nice as we can to you within the limits of keeping you prisoner. If you don’t go along with us, we’ll probably take you into the bed, tie you down, rape you, shoot you, and bury you. Sorry, lady, times up. Make your choice. Kathi (victim): “Well, I have to be available.” Lake: “That’s all we wanted to hear. While you’re here, we’ll keep you busy. You’ll wash for us, you’ll clean for us, cook for us, you’ll fuck for us. That’s your choice in a nutshell. It’s not much of a choice. Unless you have a death wish… If there’s any circumstance whatsoever that leads me to think you’re even attempting to make noise, it’s immaterial whether I hear you or anyone else hears you, you will be whipped very severely. Now tell me you understand.” Kathi: “I understand.” Lake: “I’m having a little war within myself between what I want to do and what we might call the decent thing to do. And for the moment the decent thing to do is winning. So rest. Ok, I want you to know I’m giving you this out of protest. Not that you’d care (laughs). Mind you. Brenda (another victim): “Are you going to let us go soon?” Lake: “Probably not.” Brenda: “Why are you doing this?” Lake: “Because we hate you. Your baby is going to be taken away.” They had already killed her baby, but she didn’t know this. Brenda: “What do you mean taken away?” Lake: “There’s a family in Fresno that doesn’t have a baby.” Brenda: “You’re not taking my baby away from me.” Ng: “It is better than the baby is dead, right?” Brenda: “What do you mean they’ve got one now? That’s my baby!” Lake: “Your baby is sound asleep, like a rock.” Brenda: “Why do you guys do this?” Lake: “We don’t like you. Would you like me to put it in writing?” Ng: “It’s done. Just take it whatever we tell you.” Brenda: “Don’t cut my bra off.” Lake: “Nothing is yours, you are totally ours.” Brenda: “That light’s hot. It’s making me sick.” Lake: “Suffer.” Brenda: “I’m going to pass out, because the light is so…” Ng: “Well you can pass out, but we’re going to wake you up.” Lake: “Brenda, I have a lot of animosity towards you and I would just as soon start you out with a nice firm whipping right now, to make you believe how serious we are.”
On June 2, 1985, Lake and Ng entered the South City Lumber Store in South San Francisco. An employee observed Ng stealing a $75 vise and called the police.

When confronted by the employee, Ng tossed the vise into the trunk of a 1980 Honda Prelude in the parking lot, then fled on foot. The police arrived minutes later. An officer looked into the car’s trunk and saw the stolen vise along with a .22 caliber pistol equipped with an illegal silencer. Lake asserted there was a misunderstanding and that he had paid for the vise; he was arrested for possessing the illegally modified weapon. Ironically, he was arrested for theft by a policeman who knew nothing of the torture-murders. The arresting officer noticed that Lake bore no resemblance to the photo on his California driver’s license, which bore the name of Robin Scott Stapley, a San Diego man reported missing by his family several weeks earlier.

Lake committed suicide by swallowing two cyanide pills. Charles Ng fled to Canada. Ng fought a protracted legal battle against extradition on the grounds that Canada, which did not have the death penalty for most offenses, would be violating the Canadian Charter of Rights and Freedoms by permitting him to stand trial in California for capital murder. Canada deported Ng to California.

Ng was indicted on twelve counts of first-degree murder. Despite the video evidence and information in Lake’s voluminous diaries, Ng maintained that he was merely an observer and that Lake planned and committed all of the kidnappings, rapes, and murders unassisted. Psychiatrist Stuart Grassian testified that Ng had dependent personality disorder, but admitted under cross-examination that he had not viewed the tapes that showed Ng participating in the crimes. Clinical psychologist Abraham Nievod agreed with the diagnosis of dependent personality disorder and opined that Ng’s behavior in the tapes indicated that he was attempting to “mirror” and please Lake. Ng insisted on taking the stand in his own defense, which allowed prosecutors to introduce additional evidence that helped define Ng’s role in all aspects of the crimes. One significant item was a photo of Ng in his prison cell, with cartoons he had sketched of his victims hanging on the wall behind him.

In February 1999, Ng was convicted of eleven of the twelve homicides: six men, three women, and two male infants. Jurors found him not guilty on the twelfth charge, the murder of Paul Cosner, even though Lake and Ng had driven Cosner’s car for seven months since he went missing in November 1984, and Cosner’s California driver’s license had been found at the Wilseyville property. Ng was sentenced to death, and the presiding judge rejected a motion to reduce the sentence to life imprisonment.

As of 2024, Ng remains on death row.

Capital punishment is not allowed to be carried out in the U.S. state of California, due to both a standing 2006 federal court order against the practice and a 2019 moratorium on executions ordered by Governor Gavin Newsom.

From psychoanalytical point of view, some would suggest the bondage and enslavement of Lake’s women victims were Lake’s antidote to the abandonment and neglect by his mother. Lake’s women victims were immobilized and held captive. His torture of a woman showed that he had godlike power over them, rather than the woman/mother having power over Lake. But his fury at his mother’s abandonment made him go the extra step and kill them. His mother asked him to take nude photos of girls and, just as David Parker Ray whose only connection with his father was through violent pornography, we may assume that it was the way he connected with his mother. Many of these kind of perpetrators are murdering their mothers over and over again by murdering other women. If this is true, there are other reasons which made him susceptible to these environmental factors. Lake also murdered men for financial gain and to capture their wife/girlfriends. If Lake hadn’t been a sadistic psychopath, nothing would have happened. He was probably schizoid personality. Charles Ng is a sadistic psychopath, experts also concluded that he had dependent personality disorder, his background points towards kleptomania among other issues.

Known victims:

In December 1982, Donald was living with his mother in San Francisco, California when Leonard stopped by and asked Donald to come along to a house-sitting job. Donald was never seen again, and his mother reported him missing. Leonard resurfaced on New Year’s Day in 1983 to rent a room in a house under the name “Alan Drey”. Leonard had stolen Donald’s identity and began cashing his disability checks. Leonard also later forged a letter to their mother claiming to be Donald and that he had moved away to live with drug dealers in Reno, Nevada.
Four months later, Lake moved in with his friend, Charles Gunnar, 34. Gunnar was best man at Lake’s wedding in 1981. On May 22, 1983, Lake invited Gunnar to go on a road trip to Las Vegas after his divorce. Several days later, Lake returned alone in Gunnar’s van and said to acquaintances that Gunnar ran off with a woman. Gunnar was never seen again. After the murder, Lake stole Gunnar’s identity and began to cash his government checks. Lake introduced himself as Gunnar to most of the people he met while living in Wilseyville. Gunnar’s body was not found by police during the initial 1985 investigation, but was unearthed in 1992 when a subsequent owner of the Wilseyville property was digging down to install a footing for a new garage.
On May 1, 1984, Jeffrey Askren, 30, was reported missing after not showing up for work in Santa Clara, California. His late model Honda automobile was found three days later in the West Point area of Calaveras County, six miles from Lake’s home. His disappearance occurred within the time range of Lake’s killings although his remains have not yet been identified from those that were recovered at the Wilseyville site.
On July 11, 1984, Donald Albert Giulietti, 36, a radio personality from San Francisco, California was spending time in his apartment expecting a visitor. Giulietti was openly gay and lived with another man named Richard Carrazza. Giulietti placed a personal advertisement in a local newspaper offering to give oral sex to straight men. That night a stranger knocked on the door and as soon as Giulietti opened the door, a man whipped out a pistol and shot him in the head at close range. Carrazza was also immediately shot in the chest. The individual fled and Carrazza called the police. Carrazza, the only known survivor victim of Lake or Ng, would go on to identify Ng as the shooter.
Harvey Dubs, 30, Deborah Ann Dubs, 33, and Sean Christopher Dubs, 1, went missing on July 25, 1984, from their San Francisco home. On the night they disappeared, Deborah was speaking on the telephone to a friend when the doorbell rang at their apartment. Deborah told her friend that she had to end the conversation, as two men had arrived. The Dubs family have never been heard from again. A receipt in Harvey’s name, and video equipment from the Dubs’ home were found at Lake’s cabin.
In July 1984, Maurice Rock, 37, disappeared from a San Francisco rooming house. Lake had rented a room at the same establishment under the pseudonym “Alan Drey”. Sometime after Rock disappeared, the woman renting the room next to Rock saw a man removing a refrigerator from his room. The man introduced himself as “Steve” and offered to photograph her. She agreed but felt unsettled and changed her mind once he came to her room with his camera equipment. She later identified the man as Lake. Rock’s remains were recovered from the Wilseyville property.
On October 15, 1984, Randy Jacobson, 35, also disappeared from a San Francisco rooming house after becoming involved in a business deal with Lake. His identity was subsequently stolen by Lake who tried to steal Jacobson’s van after the murder, but was unsuccessful as the van was towed away before he was able to move it. Jacobson’s remains were buried on the Wilseyville property.
On November 2, 1984, Paul Steven Cosner, 39, was last seen in San Francisco, California. His brown 1980 Honda Prelude disappeared with him. Cosner had advertised the vehicle for sale in a local newspaper and went missing when he went to show his car to a potential buyer he described as “weird”. Lake was arrested with Cosner’s car on June 2, 1985. Cosner’s remains have never been found.
On November 16, 1984, Sheryl Okoro, 25, disappeared from the same San Francisco rooming house where Rock had disappeared. Photographs, an 11-page letter written by Okoro, and her remains were recovered from the Wilseyville property.
On January 20, 1985, Clifford Raymond Peranteau, 23, went missing from San Francisco. He was a coworker of Ng at Dennis Moving Company and in April 1985, Lake sold Peranteau’s motorcycle to a man in West Point, California. Several of Peranteau’s personal belongings were discovered in an apartment owned by Ng.
On February 24, 1985, Jeffrey Dean Gerald, 25, went missing from San Francisco after saying he was going to help Ng move for a side job.
On April 12, 1985, Michael Carroll, 22, who had served with Ng in Fort Leavenworth, and his girlfriend Kathleen Allen, 18, were spending time in a Milpitas, California motel room. At 10 p.m., Carroll told Allen that he had to leave but he never returned. On April 14, Allen received a phone call at her workplace and was told that Michael was at Lake Tahoe and may have been shot. She immediately told her boss that she had to leave and she was last seen getting into a car with Lake. Allen appeared in a videotape found at Lake’s home and her last paycheck was sent to a town near his cabin. Carroll was also mentioned in the videotape and his driver’s license was found at the property.
On April 19, 1985, Lonnie Bond Sr., 27, his live-in girlfriend Brenda O’Connor, 20, their son, Lonnie Bond Jr., 1, and a family friend, Robin Scott Stapley, 26, went missing from Wilseyville. When Lake was arrested on June 2, Lonnie’s license plate was affixed to the car he was driving. The bodies of Lonnie Sr. and Stapley were found buried at Wilseyville in a shallow grave about a mile from Lake’s property. O’Connor and Lonnie Jr. have never been found.

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