When I came back to West Virginia from Maine I went to check on my mother. Marshall Mash was there, the man that the White Nationalists married to my mother. I was sitting in a chair my mother was sitting on the far end of the couch across the room, I started asking her about my father.
Marshall came in and she told him what I was talking to her about and he came at me with his chest puffed up and threatened “I’ll throw you down the stairs”, as he followed me down the stairs he told me to “Go call Darrel”. As I got into my vehicle he had been on his phone since he threatened me at the top of the stairs. Now he was standing at the top of the drive way with his phone out pointing it at me. I sat there and watched for a second he said “I’m calling the cops”, so I decided to wait, maybe they could help me.
Peyton Seabolt arrived dressed in a Nitro police uniform and had a friend with him who was also dressed in a NItro police uniform. These guys had guns and tazers and looked legit. They would not listen to me, they told me to get lost like they where a couple thugs. I attempted to explain that I was checking on my mother, I pointed right at her and said “That is my mother!” and then Seabolts buddy came around to the passengers side of my vehicle and pointed his tazer directly in my face, maybe 5 inches. I rolled up the window at that point and they stood there beside Marshall Mash with his phone. They all taunted me and stood there in a little gang together until I left.
