What every trader needs to know...
EWB's brother MWB...
Matthew Westley Box (Wes) was murdered on May 17th, 2008. He was only 28 years old. That day my life changed forever...
Growing up, Wes and I were pretty much clones of each other until he turned 12. Wes was introduced to a group of friends that sent him on a downward
spiral to his death. Drugs got a hold of him and never let go despite all family's best efforts.
Wes had the world handed to him. We weren't rich by any means but we had everything we needed and most of what we wanted. Life was great! We
were like the Cleaver family on "Leave It To Beaver". However, the drugs that Wes got hooked on turned our "Leave It To Beaver" family into one that
had more in common with the Osbourne's.
To be honest, Wes was smarter and more determined in life than I ever was. If he wanted something he did what he needed to do in order to get it. For
example, he earned his private pilot's license at age 16 which was the youngest age at which he was allowed to test for it. If given the chance I believe
he would have got it at 15 very easily. He actually he got it before he earned his driver's license. That was awesome!
He did well in school until he got on drugs. Then it was as if he just didn't care anymore. Typical for drug addicts. Anyway, I could go on and on about how
great he was and how he had it made but I think you get the point.
To get to current events, he had a series of jobs that led him to get his CDL and he was an over the road truck driver at the end. He also had a daughter,
Leeann, who was just over a year old when he passed.
Wes came home on Friday, May 16th for a weekend off. I was taking care of his daughter, Leeann, because my Dad was battling Hodgkin's Lymphoma.
Leeann lived with me and I was going to meet him and spend the day with him on Sunday, May 18th when I got off shift. But it was too late...
Wes decided to go out that Friday night with a friend since he had a few days off before going back out on the road. The girl that he went out, who's
name is Ashlyn Allene Hughes, with was one that none of us liked at all. She is what is commonly referred to as a "party girl" and was only there out of
convenience. After all, she had a car. They weren't serious at all.
My mom had several run ins with Ashlyn and bluntly put...hated her guts. Ashlyn was a drug addict as well and portrayed her part typically. She was
obsessed with Wes and drove my mother nuts. She would call in the middle of the night when he was staying at my parents house, come over when told
not to and refused to leave Wes alone. But, since Wes was hooked on drugs he would hang out with her despite all our warnings and concerns about her.
To get on with the rest of the story, what I am about to disclose here is what I gathered from Ashlyn after the fact (taken with a grain of salt of course),
the detective in charge of the investigation, the official police report which I have a copy of, the paramedics who took my brother to the ER, the EMS run
report from Rockwall EMS where the paramedics work, and a few other sources that I am still using to conduct my own investigation...
Wes and Ashlyn went to a drug house where a dealer named Rickey Dale Fowler, Jr. lived. It was early evening and not yet dark. Ricky actually grew up
around our neighborhood and was one of the first people Wes met when we was 12. Ricky actually gave Wes his first joint when he was 12. You can
imagine my feelings towards him...
Wes' drug of choice was Xanax, Valium & Marijuana. He had done some hard core drugs in the past but never was a regular user of cocaine, heroin, meth
or crack. I'm also confident of this because he passed random drug tests while driving 18 wheelers on the road for about 2 years. Hard core drug users
can't do this. He basically liked to take Xanax or Valium pills and smoke pot. He was a "low energy" druggie and not a high flying junkie like those you see
on the TV shows who are acting insane. He liked to get high and chill out...not go nuts like a speed freak.
Wes got some Xanax and pot and was ready to go. Ashlyn was a regular heroin and cocaine user which probably explains her insane attitude. She
wanted to get whatever she could from Ricky. Wes didn't want to get any of those drugs and left the room. Ashlyn succeeded in getting both heroin and
cocaine from Ricky and left shortly afterward to meet Wes down at her car.
Wes and Ashlyn got a motel and hung out for a little while. The time then was around midnight or so. Wes used his cell phone to call Tiara, the mother of
his daughter, Leeann, and ask her about meeting him on Sunday to see Leeann. Afterward I spoke with Tiara and she said that Ashlyn screamed the
whole time he was on the phone with her, which was only a few minutes. The time of the call was around 1:00 - 2:00 a.m.
Now it gets fuzzy on what actually happened...
A 911 call came in around 5:00 a.m. to Rockwall County, near Dallas, TX. Ashlyn made the call. Ashlyn told the dispatcher that her friend wasn't breathing
and to send an ambulance.The paramedics arrived shortly thereafter and found Wes unconscious on the floor. They asked what happened and she said
she didn't know. They asked her if he had taken any drugs. She said he had taken Xanax and maybe Valium.
Wes was pulseless, apenic and showed asystole on the EKG (flat line for those of you who don't know medical terms). This means they could not shock
him and could only perform CPR and give medicine. They loaded him up in the ambulance and took him to the hospital in Rockwall. He was pronounced
dead @ 40-50 minutes after they arrived with him at the ER. He never had a chance.
Later that morning around 9:00 or so the police went to my parent's house and told them the news. Naturally, they freaked. They called me a few minutes
later at my job and told me. I left work, went to my parents house and started calling around to find out what happened.
From there the lies began from Ashlyn, Ricky and everyone who supposedly saw them that night. I knew it was all a bunch of bull and that everyone I
spoke to was going to give me the version of the story that made them innocent. So I decided to find out for myself what happened...
I went to Rockwell EMS which is the ambulance service who picked up Wes and took him to the ER. It turns out that one of the paramedics that ran the
call was a person I had trained years ago. He filled me in on what happened. To this day I have not told anyone this so here it goes...
The paramedic (who I will not name) had been a medic for a few years and had been running 911 for some time. He knew what he was doing and I
trusted him. He told me that when they arrived she was calm and not hysterical at all. He asked her what happened and she said she didn't know. He said
she stated he took Xanax and Valium. This classified the call as a benzodiazepine overdose and called for a drug called Romazicon, which they gave per
their protocol.
They began working on Wes and the police showed up shortly thereafter. When the ambulance left the police had just started asking questions and
realized that something didn't add up. They detained Ashlyn for questioning.
Now, here is what I got from the detective and the police report...
Ashlyn said she told the paramedics that Wes said he couldn't breather and collapsed. She tried to perform CPR on him. None of that was revealed from
the 911 call. Both paramedics also denied this as well.
Also, a glass with residue of milk and a chalky substance in the bottom of it was found in the rooms along with unidentifiable pills on the floor near the
mini-fridge. After the pills and glass were found Ashlyn stopped talking and cooperating with the police.
We didn't know any of the information in the above paragraph for about 2-3 weeks after the fact. We all thought that Wes had just accidentally
overdosed. Actually he had almost overdosed before. Only a few of you know of that situation. I actually took my brother to Parkland ER several years
back when I was on shift.
Anyway, about 2 weeks after the fact I got the police report, the medical report and the autopsy report. To our shock, the cause of death was a massive
overdose of both heroin and cocaine. There was no Xanax, Valium, marijuana or any other drug in his system. Also, there was no residue in his nasal
passage or needle track marks from any injections other than the IVs the paramedics started and the hospital staff. All of the contents were ingested and
found in his digestive system. Furthermore, the substance found in the milk glass had large amounts of heroin and cocaine.
We called the detective and finally went up to Rockwall Police to get some answers. The detective stated that Ashlyn was being charged with felony
possession of heroin in Rockwall County and Ricky was being charged with all sorts of other felonies in Dallas County including a distributing charge.
We still thought this was an overdose and an accidental incident. The detective told us that witnesses heard Wes and Ashlyn arguing and she was
becoming violent with him. The detective said he was going to try and charge both Ashlyn and Ricky with negligent homicide / murder and was taking it to
the grand jury within the next 2 weeks after he finished what he needed to present his case to them. He said this whole process would take some time
and may drag out for as much as a year before either of them went to trial.
Well, we were again shocked and now extremely angry, obviously. I started doing some digging my own and was shocked to discover that this wasn't the
first boyfriend that Ashlyn had die, or almost die in this case. I discovered through reliable people that about a year earlier Ashlyn and a friend of hers
drove her then boyfriend to an ER entrance, lied him on the ground and tried to flee. The staff saw this on the surveillance cameras and the police on site
at the hospital stopped them from leaving. I couldn't find out if the guy died or not but I did discover that his family had up and left the area shortly after
this occurred. Hopefully the guy lived and his family took him and left to help him get away from her.
Anyway, I shared this with the detective in charge of my brother's case and he said he already knew about it and that it was one of the many things that
led him to push for negligent homicide / murder charges against Ashlyn.
All this would put anyone under tremendous stress. But things got worse...
Both Ashlyn and Ricky have alluded the police and have several warrants out the last time I checked. Both of them have left their homes and I can't find
either of them. I've even hired a private detective and he hasn't been able to find them either. They are both considered wanted and at large.
So that brings me to today. It's been nearly 3 years since this all started and I'm loosing faith that this will ever be resolved. The police won't release any
of Wes' personal effects like his cell phone, wallet, jewelry and some other things he had with him that night. Also, the detective hasn't returned out calls
in the few months. We are stuck in limbo...
Now I know that anyone outside of this situation would tell me to let it go and that Wes' lifestyle is really to blame for all of this. Well, I understand this
and agree about 75%. However, he is my brother, I'm raising his daughter Leeann as my own and one day I will have to explain to her what happened. I
need to be able to look at her with a clear conscious and assure her that we did everything possible to make the situation right. I think I've done that.
I'm a Christian. So was my brother. We were both raised in the Lutheran Church and both accepted Christ as teenagers. I have no about his salvation
and that one day we will be reunited. I also have no doubt that those responsible for his demise will be held accountable one day, whether in this life or
the next.
Wes paid the price for his mistakes and we, his surviving family, are having to reap the consequences of not only his decisions but our failures to help him.
I know that all those responsible for bringing him to the point of his death will answer to God for their actions. As a Christian the thought of someone else
suffering should not put a smile on my face. But I have to admit that knowing that those responsible will pay eventually gives me a selfish type of
satisfaction that allows me to move on with my life. I know its not right to feel that way but it is what it is...
And that's what I have to do. I have to move on from this and let God sort this out. It is costing me too much to pursue this privately, both physically,
emotionally and financially. I know it will be made right...I just don't know when.
That's pretty much the jest of the situation with my brother. There are lots of other little side stories but that can be said individually between me and my
friends at another time. I miss him terribly but life doesn't stop just because things get tough.
God bless all of you who read this and have ever dealt with any family tragedy such as this. Please know that I understand what you went through. Also,
if any of you have any ideas that would make this situation better feel free to email me. I'm open to any suggestions.
Good fortune to you all!
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