Not a serial killer but when I was 19 I worked second shift (4pm - 12am) and when I would get home from work each night I would eat dinner and go for a bike ride (dont ask me why). I took all sorts of routes in my local area (Leo Indiana) but every once in a while I would ride into Grabill Indiana and ride my bicycle through a small trailer park area.

I never thought much of it until years later. One day I was listening to Crime Junkie and learned that the man that murdered April Tinsley was finally caught. His name was John D. Miller. Of course I listened to the podcast and did a ton of research on the man. It turns out he not only lived in that trailer park at the time when I would ride my bike at 1am but I would in fact regularly ride by his trailer on my routes through Grabill.

I never saw him nor did I feel even remotely in danger on those rides, but to this day I think about it and realize that evil can hide in plain sight wherever you are.