Clues from Beyond explores the truth about some intense real-life Australian crimes as seen through the eyes of a psychic medium as she investigates criminal cases and unsolved murders.
In this companion to Never Alone, Debbie shares more personal accounts of experiences with the spirit world and the ripple effect they create in extending proof that life and love still go on across the veil. Some stories are heart-warming and some are chilling, but all will captivate and draw you in with curiosity as you explore the truth about life and love through the perspective of those in spirit.
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About the Author
Debbie Maloneis an acclaimed spirit medium who has assisted police departments across Australia in missing-persons and murder investigations for the last sixteen years. Her extraordinary gifts - she is a psychic and clairvoyant as well as a medium - enable her to receive visions from both the living and the dead, from the past, present and future, and to convey messages to bereaved families from their departed loved ones. Debbie Malone's schedule includes conducting psychic development workshops, spirit photography tours, numerous print, television and radio interviews, private readings and workshops on how to attune to the spirit world. National Television appearances include "Today Tonight", "Sensing Murder", and "Sunrise" and most recently on "The One" on the Seven Network.
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Clues from Beyond
The Crime Stories From Australia's #1 Psychic Detective
By Debbie Malone
Rockpool Publishing Pty LtdCopyright © 2017 Debbie Malone
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Working with the Cadaver Dog Unit
I first met Dave Cole and Roger Mayer from the New South Wales Police Force Dog Unit while working on the Kay Docherty and Toni Maree Cavanagh case in Gerroa (see chapter 7). Since then I have worked on a number of cases with them, including the Kiesha Abrahams case. Kiesha Abrahams. Source: Family
NAME: Kiesha Abrahams
MISSING SINCE: 31 July 2010
LAST SEEN: Mount Druitt, NSW
DATE OF BIRTH: 22 April 2004
AGE AT DISAPPEARANCE: 6
HAIR: Curly blonde/brown
CLOTHING: Last seen wearing pink pyjamas and purple Pumpkin Patch jacket
At 10.03 am on Sunday, 1 August 2010 Kristi Abrahams rang the police emergency number to report that her daughter Kiesha was missing. When Kristi woke up that morning, she noticed that her front door was open. Then she discovered Kiesha was gone. Kristi told the switchboard operator that her daughter was six years old, she was in her pyjamas and she had blonde hair and blue eyes.
Police were immediately dispatched to the family's home, an apartment in the western Sydney suburb of Mount Druitt. Kristi lived there with her partner Robert Smith and her two daughters, Kiesha and three-year-old Breeana.
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In 2010, I had a client book in for a reading. Unbeknown to me, the woman was a relative of a missing little girl named Kiesha Abrahams. (To protect my client's privacy, I have changed her name — I will call her Sharon.)
During the reading Sharon gave me a hot pink bucket hat with a picture of Dora the Explorer printed on the outside and the name 'Kiesha' written in black marker on the inside. I was also given a number of photographs to read.
From the moment I held the hat, I could feel the presence of a cheeky little girl energetically running around my room. The saddest part of doing this reading was that I could feel the energy of the little girl and I could see her in the room with us, which indicated that she was no longer alive.
One of the photographs was of Kiesha as a small child and she looked healthy and happy. I asked Sharon about the picture and she said it was taken when Kiesha was in foster care — this explained why this image of Kiesha was so different to the other ones I held. Sharon said that unfortunately Kiesha was taken away from her foster family and placed back with her mother Kristi and her partner Robert Smith. Sharon was a loving relative of Keisha's who showed grave concerns for her safety. She hoped that by visiting me, she and other family members would be able to find out what happened to Kiesha after her disappearance.
I closed my eyes and held onto the hot pink bucket hat to see if I could fill in the missing pieces. Kiesha began to give me images of what her life was like while she was alive. As a mother of three, what I saw was quite distressing. The images and feelings I picked up from this tiny little girl were something I couldn't even begin to comprehend. I was shown images of violence towards her. She showed me that she was always in trouble with her mother and that her mother and stepfather would burn her on the arms and legs with their cigarettes as punishment. She told me that she always wore a hat because her mother pulled her by the hair and she had big clumps of hair missing from her head. I could see that she had bruises on most parts of her body at one time or another. I also saw that Kiesha wasn't fed properly. She showed me that she was often bought takeaway food such as McDonald's and given packets of potato chips, tiny teddies and other junk food to keep her quiet.
I asked Sharon if she could confirm the images that I was seeing. She said that she worried about the way the little girl was treated. Sharon had her own small children and she said that she liked to have Kiesha over to her home so that she could play with her own kids and be able to be a normal child.
The last time that she had seen Kiesha alive, Sharon said, was approximately two weeks before the girl was reported as missing. She said that Kiesha had been at one of her children's birthday party. She said that at the time Kiesha had clumps of hair missing, which she thought was distressing.
Sharon asked me if I thought Kiesha was dead or alive. The answer was very heartbreaking. The news that Kiesha was in spirit is not something anyone would want to hear. She asked what I thought had happened to Kiesha. This was another hard question to answer.
Sharon was a softly spoken woman who showed grave concerns for Kiesha. The love she expressed for her was very sincere. If only Kiesha had a mother like Sharon I am sure she would still be alive today.
We decided to focus on what had happened to the little girl and where she could be found. I asked Kiesha to tell me where she was. She showed me that she was in bushland and that she was near water. The water was like that of a small creek and I felt that it was in an area of western Sydney. I grew up in Blacktown and I felt that it was west of there. The area was in the proximity of Mount Druitt, St Mary's or possibly Penrith. I knew that it was not far from power lines — I could see electrical towers in the distance and I could smell dirt. I could also smell eucalyptus trees, which also confirmed that she was in bushland. She showed me that there were dirt tracks near where she was buried and that BMX bike and motor-cross riders rode their bikes past. I felt that she was confined in a large sports bag or a suitcase and I was picking up severe head injuries.
The room where I conduct my readings is painted blue and I have decorated it with angels and fairies. In one corner I have a large fairy tree. While I was conducting the reading, I could see Kiesha standing next to the tree and looking at all of the fairies. I told Sharon what I was seeing and how excited Kiesha was with all the fairies and the angels. Kiesha then gave me the image of a purple butterfly. When I asked Sharon if Kiesha liked fairies, her eyes lit up and she told me that Kiesha loved fairies and butterflies. Purple was Kiesha's favourite colour.
It was a lovely moment to change the subject and talk about something so heart-wrenching yet happy, instead of the horror we both knew that this poor little six-year-old girl had experienced.
The reading drew to a close and I asked Sharon if I could borrow Kiesha's hat and a photograph of her. I wanted to tune in further to see if I could pick up any more information over the next couple of days. Sharon agreed and we organised to keep in touch.
That night I was running a workshop in the main office area with a group of students who were coming to learn psychometry. I had left Kiesha's hat in the reading room with the photograph and shut the door during the workshop. When the class members were doing their exercises on how to tune in, a number of them could hear what sounded like someone whistling in my reading room. At first I thought that we were hearing things and then I decided to go into the room to see what was going on.
The whistling sound was even louder when I entered the room. All the students could hear it too. A few of us decided to echo the whistle back to whoever was making the sound. I thought that it could only be Kiesha because her belongings were still sitting on the sofa in the reading room. We whistled back the same tune that she was whistling and she whistled back. The sound was quite distinct — it was more like a child who was learning to whistle, more of sucking in air to make the whistling sound than of blowing out air to make the sound.
I grabbed my iPhone and recorded what was taking place and, at the same time, videoed with the phone light on, which is a way to capture any spirit energy if it is present. What I saw was quite incredible. The phone captured an orb that was moving back and forth between the hat and the fairy tree. As I whistled to Kiesha, the orb began to interact with me. It was lovely to see that even though little Kiesha had suffered so much horror in her life, in death she still had the sense of being a child in the spirit world. She was still as active and inquisitive as she was when she was alive. I felt that Kiesha was trying to give me a sign that she was happy with the work I was trying to do to assist her and her family member.
I decided to tune in to Kiesha further the following day. However, she had other ideas. While driving home, I felt that I had a new little friend in the car and began to realise just how connected Kiesha and I had become. To be honest, experiencing the pain and suffering of such a little child is extremely hard to cope with. The sense of loss really affects you. I could never even begin to imagine what it would be like to hurt or witness the assault on a child in any form. The anguish would multiply tenfold if it was a member of your own family.
I found it horrific that Kiesha's mother and stepfather were responsible for what subsequently caused her death. A mother is supposed to love, nurture and above all protect her child. It was so difficult to fathom what was going on in the minds of Kristi Abrahams and Robert Smith when they killed this tiny fragile little girl.
Settling down to go to sleep that night, I knew I wasn't alone. I could feel Kiesha's energy with me and I felt her get into bed and put her arms around me — all this tiny little girl wanted was to be loved. I lay in bed feeling her tiny arms around me and I didn't want to let her go. I told her that I would do all I could to try and help her so that she could go to heaven and be up among the angels. I told her that she was going to be safe and that she didn't have to suffer anymore.
When I finally fell asleep, I dreamed about Kiesha and her dreadful life. I could see her stepfather Robert and her mother Kristi yelling at her and I could see her cowering in the corner in fear of them both. I just couldn't believe what I was seeing. All the visions I saw were dreadful. I have worked on a number of cases that are connected to children and the images I received about what happened to Kiesha are some of the worst things I have ever witnessed.
I always wonder why bad things happen to innocent beings. People tell me it is karma, but surely there is no karma for a gorgeous six-year-old girl who is innocent, loving and just wanted to be loved. What is more to the point, I think, is that not all people deserve to be parents. Being a parent is the greatest gift of all and this should be honoured and respected and not taken for granted.
Kiesha began to show me her perspective on her life and on what her mother and stepfather had done to her. I was given psychic impressions that she may have been placed in a suitcase or large duffle bag and put in a garage or a shed area before she was buried. I was shown images as if I was inside a garage — the area was dark and I could see rolls of carpet and lots of discarded junk inside. The impression was as if she was just thrown away like rubbish. I felt that she had suffered from multiple traumas to the head and she told me she had a sore arm. It was as if someone had pulled and twisted it so hard that her arm was pulled out of its socket.
She showed me that she didn't like to smile because her teeth were all broken from being hit in the mouth. She told me that she got in trouble with her mother because she kept nagging to be allowed to go to school. Kiesha said that she liked going to school because there were other children to play with and she loved to learn new things. I also felt that she knew it was a safe place away from her parents. Her mother probably didn't send her there much because she feared that someone at the school would have been suspicious about the bruising, the loss of hair and the injuries she constantly had on her body.
I could see that Kiesha was a very busy girl who wanted to have lots of attention. I could see that she wasn't naughty — she was just a child who needed to be occupied and doing things. She showed me how she liked to draw and colour in and she disliked being stuck inside the house most of the time. Kiesha said that she was very excited that she had a little sister and she told me that her mummy was having a baby. She showed me the image of sitting on a sofa next to her mother and patting her tummy in anticipation of her new sibling arriving into the family.
I didn't have much sleep that night as the many visions and messages that Kiesha was showing me were floating through my head. I woke up extremely tired and sad with the knowledge that someone should have saved this little girl.
I rang Sharon and shared with her the information I had about Kiesha. I told her what Kiesha did at my office and what she showed me overnight in my dreams. Sharon said that another family member would like to speak with me too and she asked if I would talk with some police officers about the information I had picked up.
The following week two other members of Kiesha's family came to visit me. Steven and Sarah (not their real names) wanted to see if I could give them any more information about the little girl's whereabouts. At the time, I did not know how the family members were related to Kiesha's parents.
Steven had known Robert for many years. I asked him if anybody did any bike riding or BMX riding. Steven confirmed that, as children, he and Robert would ride motorbikes together. I told him about the images I had of bush tracks near electricity towers and Steven said that the area sounded very familiar. I mentioned a hotel where I felt that Robert drank — the name 'Plumpton Hotel' had immediately popped into my head. Steven confirmed that Robert had frequented the pub in the past. I was given the image of a delivery truck with the word 'Chippies' on the side and Steven said that Robert had worked for the company driving a delivery truck.
I was shown the image of a sports-type duffle bag that was round on both ends and had a carry strap. Steven said that he and Robert had owned bags like that for their motocross gear. I described the bag as quite large and again he agreed. I felt the bag was large enough to conceal Kiesha's body and Steven said, yes, it would be.
We talked about other visions I saw about Robert's life and the fact that Steven and Robert had become distant over the years. Steven was sickened to think that the friend he'd had since childhood could have been involved in Keisha's disappearance. Steven was a family man himself and the pride with which he spoke of his children was quite evident during our conversation. The most wonderful part of our reading was the fact that I could see that Steven and Sarah loved Kiesha and they were worried about her whereabouts. It was good to see that people actually cared about this tiny little fragile girl.
They asked me if I would be interested in speaking with a detective they called 'Detective Matt'. I never work on a missing person's or murder case unless asked to by a police officer working on the case. So I was not sure about getting involved in Kiesha's case until officially being asked.
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A short time later I received a phone call from Roger Mayer from the NSWPF Dog Unit. He asked if I was picking up anything to do with the case and if I was, if I would pass on to him any psychic information that I had picked up. Roger and his colleague Dave Cole were both working on Kiesha's case and I told them about the information I had received through holding her hat.
Roger was booked in to do a search with his dog Jeff and he asked if I would be interested in coming with him. I said that I was more than willing to go up to assist. I explained that over the previous few weeks I had Kiesha's spirit with me constantly. Since making the connection to her, she seemed to be quite connected to me.
Roger needed to get permission from the officer in charge of the case for me to accompany him. Because there was an urgency to have the Abrahams' property searched, Roger did a search with Jeff before the permission was granted. Dave Cole was also booked in to do a search with his dog Oscar. So it was suggested that I go to Mount Druitt with Dave and do a search for Kiesha. Again, we had to wait for permission for me to accompany him from the head of the taskforce.
I told Dave that I felt that Kiesha's parents were the perpetrators and that the little girl was deceased. I told him that I felt that Kiesha's body may have been placed in a sports duffle bag or suitcase. I passed on other relevant information from my visions, including about the bike trail and power lines, and I described the type of vegetation and area that I felt was connected to the case.
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Table of Contents
1 Working with the Cadaver Dog Unit 11
2 The Murders at Murphy's Creek 37
3 What Happened to Bob Chappell? 95
4 The Disappearances of Dorothy Davis and Kerry Whelan 157
5 Who Shot Shane Barker? 189
6 P.S. I Love You: The Chris Noble Story 219
7 Where are Kay Docherty and Toni Cavanagh? 235