So I also hired a private detective, a retired LASO deputy nicknamed Moon, who worked out of an office in Arizona. To this day, I’ve never met him, though we’ve shared thousands of emails and calls. Moon found people and police records I never could’ve turned up on my own. He’d participated in the LASO raid of the Spahn Ranch, and he reached out to other retired cops, urging them to speak to me. He also schooled me in skip tracing, the art of finding people who don’t want to be found.
