Episode 4 | Father Wants Us Dead, season 2: UNCLE PAUL | A true crime podcast series

This podcast contains descriptions of violence to children. Listener discretion is advised. Previously on Father Wants Us Dead Season 2, Uncle Paul. Give me the ******* login, Paul. Paul, just give me the login so I can see where the money went. Very calmly, place a gun to the back side of his hooded head and pull that trigger one last time. There was a pursuit. The children were wounded and they were being chased. It was the day after Thanksgiving in 2018. Outside Paul Canero's house, a group of detectives stood, their breath billowing in the freezing morning air. Paul was already charged with arson, but they'd been working non-stop for three days to solve the murders of Keith and his family. Scott Sammis, a lieutenant in the prosecutor's major crimes unit, had an idea. I'm like, hey, do you want me to call state police and try to get this cadaver dog here? I think, you know, we missed something. A cadaver dog can also detect blood. Within a few hours, a beautiful, dark German shepherd named Creed padded down the basement stairs and approached a plastic bin full of something. A mess of burned, soaked, and now frozen fabric. The dog's breathing became quick and shallow as he nosed closer. He raised a black paw and started scratching at it. It was his signal. There's blood here. Like I said, when those guys started pulling this stuff out, and you're just like, thank God that dog found that evidence. No human was going to find that. Paul Canero had intended for the items in the bin to burn. But in his desperation, he hadn't been careful. The jeans were charred in places, but the bloodstains were obvious. Detectives carried the mess outside into the sunlight to thaw. They found his sliced-up Brooks Brothers scarf and bloody gloves. And folded inside the jeans was a bullet matching those used to execute Keith and Jen. By this point, they had a motive and circumstantial evidence. But to Scott, this was the final crucial piece of the puzzle. But in the back of my head, I would say the dog solved the case. Later, he invited the detectives out to Pete and Elba's, a pizza bar in Neptune City. We ended up having a party for the dog and we ended up getting them steaks, prime ribs. The dog sat there and ate a prime rib. I have a picture of it still today. It was a rare moment of levity in what was and remains a brutal case for everyone involved. This is the final episode of Father Wants Us Dead Season 2, Uncle Paul. I'm Rebecca Everett, crime reporter with NJ.com and the Star Ledger. When we finished our first season on John List, I felt like we had a real window into his mind. Why he murdered his family and fled. But Paul Canero is just a whole other story. He feels like an unsolvable contradiction. He's a guy willing to play second fiddle, let his brother shine. Until, that is, he tried to seize control in the most gruesome way imaginable. A guy who had a beautiful family and charmed life. Yet it never seemed to be enough for him. A guy who never reacts, never gets angry, even when the prosecutors call him a monster. It feels like he's unknowable. But we do know that Paul Canero is calculating and ruthless. He was driven by his incredible will to save himself at all costs. And that was clear from his first days in the Monmouth County Jail, back in early December of 2018. Paul's sci-fi paperbacks can't hold his concentration. It isn't just the small cell that has Paul feeling constrained. In the county jail, the pace of everything is controlled, slow and methodical. But his agitated mind is racing, searching for a way out. He's got to find someone to pin this on. We don't know when Paul and his legal team landed on their scapegoat. Corey Canero. His younger brother by five years. Paul knows Corey can be portrayed as the black sheep with a messy past and money problems. At trial, they'd paint the picture, make jurors wonder if Corey snuck into Paul's house to steal the gun. If Corey was the one driving the SUV seen on neighbors' cameras. If Corey murdered the family members and returned to Paul's. To plant the bloodstained jeans and the sliced up scarf in the basement and frame an innocent man. Completely far-fetched, right? But Paul has already convinced those closest to him that he's been wrongfully accused. The victim of a nightmarish conspiracy. So he's going to continue to plot his way forward, which means he needs to get his hands on that money. Paul is the trustee of Keith's Trust, which holds a $3 million life insurance policy, just waiting to be claimed. This is a Global Telelink prepaid call from Paul Canero, an inmate at the Monmouth County Correctional Facility. Among those who seemed convinced of Paul's innocence is his office manager, Tiffany. She's his lifeline now. Yeah. On the call, about two weeks after the murders, Tiffany acts like it's understood that someone else must have murdered Keith and his family. But Paul doesn't waste time on that. He's peppering her with questions about the business. He's giving her passwords to accounts so she can keep things afloat for now. He suggests hiring back an ex-employee to help in the office. But Tiffany tells him the woman refused. And also, she's scared. You know, not anything with you. She, you know, to us, there's somebody out there, you know? That's exactly what Paul wants to hear. There's somebody out there. A mystery killer. Now he can make his move for the trust. He tells Tiffany, call the insurance broker and get Keith's life insurance processed. I got money from the trust year-long. Tiffany knows her name. She's been talking to Kimberly Patton, who handled the estate planning for all the Caneros. She was crying about it when I had spoken to her about it because... Please, I never need her any more than I need her now. I know. It was, you know, the fear. Don't worry about it. They got what they wanted. I'm here. Now, there's one moment on this call that clearly, really shakes Paul. When Tiffany mentions a name. The name of the man helping keep these businesses running. Corey's actually going to be here later today. He didn't tell me exactly when. Corey? Yeah, I don't want anything to do with the business. He's already... What is he doing? He's trying to keep everything going. Alright, then I guess just keep what's going on. Paul doesn't trust Corey. And now Corey is in his office, trying to run his businesses, dealing with the estate Paul wanted to control. Paul's finding out that Corey has replaced him as trustee. Paul's wife had resigned the trusteeship on Paul's behalf. So now Corey controls the money. On the other hand... Could this be an opportunity? Paul thinks he can still get out of these murder charges. Who better to pin the killings on? It would be another brother out of the way. Forensic evidence in this case, right? There's the DNA, and then there's the ballistics, and there's the arson. But who put the DNA there? Who used the gun? Who set the fires? And a theory that I submitted to the jury that was not excluded was whether someone else had framed Mr. Canero, whoever that may be. That's from our interview with Monica Mastalone, the public defender who represented Paul. The woman who will drop that megaton bomb in court, implying Corey was the one the cops should have been looking at all along. He wasn't a part of the businesses, and he wasn't a part of that close relationship. He was on the outside. Paul knows things about Corey, things he can use to his advantage. Money problems like debt collection and foreclosure fights, past arrests for drunk driving. Marital problems. Like the summer before the murders, Corey was sleeping in Keith's basement. Best of all, Paul can point to what Corey stood to gain financially if Keith, Jen, Jesse, and Sophia were out of the picture. This is part of the same exact motive that the state alleges that Paul had. Corey Canaro's financial situation was even worse. I don't know whose idea this was, to try to deflect blame to Corey. Was it Paul or Monica Mastalone or one of his previous lawyers? But as much as they could paint Corey as an outsider, I can see that Keith and Corey were brothers who obviously loved each other. And just look at who Keith turned to first, when the ---- was hitting the fan with Paul hours before the murders. After arguing with Paul, Keith hung up and called Corey to tell him all about it. Corey Canero lost a whole branch of his family. And then, pretty quickly, he was informed the murderer was likely Paul. He was thrust into this reality where, of the three brothers, one was dead, one was the killer, and one was left to pick up the pieces. We did try to talk to Corey at his house on the Jersey Shore. Through his ring doorbell, he kind of casually declined. We told him where we're from and he said, what, I'm good? Yeah, he said, I'm good. I'm good. I think he said, thanks. On that jailhouse call back in 2018, Paul Canero told his employee he was set up, but he never said who did it. Well, Paul had seven years to work out the answer. The pandemic stalled things for a while, but for years, Paul's defense was working tirelessly to give him a fighting chance. And this year, Paul got to trade in his jail jumpsuit for the trappings of a respectable man, a shirt and tie, librarian sweater and khakis, And present himself to the jury as the loving, innocent brother. Twelve jurors would hear how K-9 Creed found the jeans, the scarf, the bloody gloves. But they would have to decide who put them there. That's next, after the break. His first day covering the trial of Paul Canero, my coworker Kevin Shea got there so early, he was waiting outside the courtroom when the court staffers arrived. We were warned that the judge likes to start on time, so I was backing out of my driveway before sunrise, way before first light, as we surfers call it. There was live streaming press coverage, a packed courtroom, and of course, the man accused of mass murder, with a neat gray beard and glasses and his usual impassive expression. In her opening statement, Assistant Prosecutor Nicole Wallace came out swinging. And that, you will learn, is how those two children spent the final moments of their lives. Bleeding to death and inhaling smoke. Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce you to the defendant, Paul Canera. She reinforced what so many of us felt, that this would be an open and shut case. But then, Paul's attorney, Monica Mastalone, stood up to speak. And pretty quickly, I realized, this could be a real fight. Who should they have investigated? Well, they didn't really mention him, but there's a third brother, and his name is Corey Panera. They want you to follow the money? Well, so do we. Doesn't lead you to Paul. Leads you directly to Corey. She accused police of tunnel vision. They only focused on Paul and never looked into Corey. Never collected his cell phone, his DNA, or checked to see if his car left his home that night. And the jury didn't know this, but after the murders, Corey bought his family a $1.8 million home in Fairhaven. Here's Kevin. I think everybody's thinking, what are these jurors thinking? What's going through their minds as they hear this? It was kind of a wake-up call for me that this trial was not going to be what I expected. And that was really driven home a few days later, when there was another surprise. It actually came from a prosecution witness, but it seemed to bolster the defense. Paul's neighbor, Heather Kapp, testified that on the morning of the fire at Paul's, she woke up and saw two men in black outside his house. Crucially, she said it was about a half hour before the fire. They were in dark colored clothing and black baseball hats. One ran to the front door and started banging on the door, and the other went into the neighbor's driveway, kneeled down, and was pointing the flashlight into Paul's backyard. Kevin was firing off messages to our editors. The defense could use this to suggest a setup. And the next witness backed Heather up, Jonathan Harrington, who you've heard from. He said he heard voices outside a half hour before the fire. I was dying to know what the jurors made of this. Thankfully, after the trial, I did find a few willing to talk. Tom Raddus and Jennifer Craven. I asked them what they thought about this. Was there something nefarious going on? No, there was not anybody else secretly involved there, I do not believe. I think that was probably the fireman showing up. She probably had the time wrong. Still, it was three days into the trial, and with all this coming out, I felt like, what's next? But day after day, the prosecution piled more evidence on Paul Canero. Bank records, phone calls, and lots of videos. His Porsche leaving his house and appearing in Colts Neck that night. Paul turning off his own cameras. The jury saw the bloody jeans with Sophia and Jesse's DNA on them. But Monica told them it was all too convenient. This tub of evidence found by a dog at Paul's house. Of course, throughout the trial, Paul was unreadable. Here's Jennifer Craven. Kind of, like, emotionless. Just very, like... There were only a few moments when he did get emotional. Like when the medical examiners presented autopsy photos and described the deaths. When the first image of Jesse's body flashed across the screen, Paul covered his mouth with a hand, then dabbed away tears. Maybe they were crocodile tears, I don't know. But my God, those photos were devastating to everyone. Here's Tom Raddus and Jennifer Craven. Yeah, that was very, very heavy. Very heavy. I know, you're like, wow, what it took to do that, you know? It's really hard, especially... I could barely look at the kids' photos. Instead, I'd look over at the family and friends of Jennifer Canero. They'd pass some tissues up the row, and Jen's sister Bonnie would put her arm around her mother's skinny shoulders. And through it all, Paul's attorney never missed a chance to bring it back to Corey. Did you think of Corey? Did you investigate him? The cross-examinations were all about what they didn't do, and that's look at Corey. Here's Jennifer Craven. Kind of hoping that somebody would bring Corey in to at least bring him to the stand. He wasn't called to testify. But the defense witnesses, Paul's daughter and best friends, did help build up this narrative. Corey, the black sheep, the ne'er-do-well, the uncle who never came around, versus Paul, the builder of businesses, the loving uncle who was always around and wouldn't hurt a fly. Paul's star witness would be his daughter, Katie. Here she is, testifying about how infrequently they saw Uncle Corey. Like I said before, it really depended on what was going on in his life, but he would over-occasionally, sporadically. She swore her dad was super close with Keith and his family. And Monica showed photo after photo to drive it home. And when Katie cried on the stand, Paul's composure cracked. And he cried too. But when it was time for cross-examination, Katie started to sound a bit defiant. Including when Nicole Wallace pointed out, These photos were all from at least six years before the murders. So of the photos that you chose to sample for your dad's special bond with the kids, they were older photos, is that correct? Yes, because that's what we have. Katie also helped her dad's defense by testifying that Corey knew where Paul kept his guns, and he would sometimes go to their house unsupervised. But eventually, Monica, with her artful questioning, pushed things right to the brink. I worried about a mistrial. The judge had already ruled about what she could and couldn't elicit about Corey. But before anyone knew what was happening, she casually asked Katie about an iPad that used to belong to Jesse. Here's Kevin. So Katie told the courtroom that... The iPad was showing up on Find My iPhone. The location services she had for that were on. So Monica was questioning Katie, you know, where this iPad is. And that's when the prosecution objected. It was the only trick they had left to sow doubt in the jurors' minds. But the judge stopped it before Katie could answer. Before she could say the iPad was at Corey's house. I always thought maybe he brought it there, after salvaging stuff from the burned mansion. But whether this would have worked with the jury, we will never know. The judge was so furious, he sent the jurors home for the day and tore into the defense attorney. Told her, we're not going to have a trial by ambush. Their gambit had failed. On the 20th day, the jury started deliberating. Everyone was nervous. Sitting in the hallway, we were speculating about what was going on in the jury room. For one hour, and then two. Were jurors buying Paul's story? Here's Tom. You know, a couple people were really trying to make a case for him, which really opened up the conversation, which was good. They asked to re-watch some surveillance video and examine the charred knife from the murder scene. A whisper traveled down the hallway. There was a verdict. It had taken them less than five hours. How do you find as to count one of the indictment charging the defendant, Paul Canero, with the murder of Keith Canero? Guilty. For a split second, the corners of Paul's mouth twitched downward. Behind him, family and friends fought back tears. Yeah, it was palpable. It was palpable. You could just watch all this heaviness just disappear from them. His shoulders all dropped, and then the heads dropped, and it was like, wow. Tom Raddus and Jennifer Craven told me they had seen right through the defense tactics to deflect blame to Corey. They weren't even remotely persuaded. The judge read all 15 charges, but each time he said the name of a victim for the first time and the guilty rang out, it was like a shudder went through the courtroom, a collective exhale of breath. How do you find as to count three of the indictment charging the defendant Paul Canero with the murder of Jesse Canero? Guilty. In the front row, a family member couldn't contain himself. He, like, raised his hand up, like, almost just like justice, you know? Jennifer Craven said it wasn't a happy feeling, even though she knew they'd made the right decision. We're deciding the fate of Paul Canero, you know? And it was just this... Being able to determine that for someone is just, you know. After, the courthouse hallway was full of people hugging. When the prosecution walked out of the courtroom, spontaneous applause erupted from every side. Three months later, Kevin and I were back to watch the sentencing. We talked about whether Jen's mom would speak. She'd never said anything publicly. Through the trial, I thought she seemed frail. But when Bette Caritas stood up there at sentencing, she was a fearsome woman. At points, she spat the words, like she'd been longing to scream at this murderer every single day for seven years. There's not an hour in the day I do not think of them. And to think of them is to think about this terrible thing, how their last moments were terrifying, painful, and horrific. How each of them looked at their uncle Paul as he killed them, killing them in front of each other like an animal. The judge had warned her not to address Paul directly, but she couldn't help it at times. Paul just stared straight ahead at the wall. A son I could call for advice, a daughter who was a part of me, my grandchildren who I could hug forever and ever. A thousand years would not be enough. Bette was still shaking with rage at times as her daughter, Bonnie, spoke. Bonnie described Keith and Jen's love, how they raised their children to be kind, how she missed inside jokes with her sister. I miss spending time with her, talking to her. She talked a lot. Really liked to talk to me. Meanwhile, Paul Canero, in a jumpsuit and cuffs, sat alone in the jury box so everyone could see his blank expression. I was in the front row about 10 feet away, and we briefly made eye contact, which I hated. Finally, the judge ordered him to stand up for his chance to speak. But Paul Canero did not apologize or ask for mercy. Is there anything that you want me to say before I'm closed sentence? No, Your Honor. Sure? Positive. Positive. He had nothing to say. But Judge Mark Lemieux had plenty. He berated Paul for more than an hour as Paul remained standing before him. I've never heard a judge tear apart a defendant like this. To me, the judge was trying to get what Paul refused to give, some kind of emotional reaction. Kids. Innocent kids. They hadn't even had a chance to start their lives yet. We heard just about it in this courtroom about all the life they had left to live. You stole it. Paul didn't flinch when the judge brought up how he'd betrayed his daughters, cried on their shoulders after ruining their lives. Judge Lemieux described in detail what each victim endured, and people started to cry and react after especially graphic descriptions, like this one. Defendant stabbed Sophia through her nasal cavity with such violence that it fractured her sinus and penetrated her brain. I don't know if you could hear, a woman says, oh Jesus. Finally, after an hour and 15 minutes, the judge imposed his sentence. He gave the stone-faced killer four consecutive life sentences. You are a quadruple murderer. One person we didn't hear from that day was Corey Canero. He'd actually written a letter he wanted read at sentencing. But for some unknown reason, the prosecutors or the court decided that Corey's statement would not be read as he'd asked. We got a copy of it. It's powerful. Brutal. Here's a voice actor reading some excerpts from it. We'll let Corey, the last Canero brother, have the last word. He desecrated everything this family stood for. He took a name built on generations of integrity and dragged it through the dirt of his own greed. He has shattered his own mother and father, leaving them to spend their remaining years haunted by the betrayal of one son and the hollow absence of another and his family. He has left a stain on his own daughters that can never be washed off. His behavior in this courtroom has been a masterclass in sociopathy. To sit there and vomit out lies, to try to spit on the memory of the people he slaughtered by blaming them for his own violence, and then trying to blame your only living brother, is a level of evil that is honestly hard to comprehend. He has no conscience, he has no soul, and he deserves no mercy. He has earned every second of the darkness coming for him. You're pathetic, and you always have been. When you're a little kid, you think your parents have all the answers. But when Ripley and Asher's best friends were stolen from their lives at just 8 and 11, their parents didn't have any answers. But their mom tried to help them cope, getting them journals to write daily messages to their friends. And she told them, try to dream of Jesse and Sophia. She would say, like, they're not, like, really gone. Like, you can still see them in your dreams. So I remember trying to, like, dream of Jesse. I remember one time, like, I was able to, like, dream, and we were playing video games on a couch. I feel like he was really there. They still visit the Canaro's Memorial Bench in Holmdel Park on the edge of the pond. On Sophia and Jesse's birthdays, they bring cupcakes or donuts to celebrate. When Jesse would have turned 17, Asher left him a toy Porsche he thought he would have liked to drive. And Ripley journaled a message to Jesse after feeling his absence at her brother's high school graduation. He would be here right now. He would be in one of those chairs. I imagine these deaths as ripples on the pond, widening to reach family in Staten Island and Brooklyn, across the ocean to Jen's family in Greece. And now, the people at the center of the circle are alive only in memories and in dreams. Sophia in her too-big denim jacket with the star on the back, befriending anyone at recess who needed a buddy, always snacking on shrimp and playing hide-and-seek with Ripley and her nanny, Claudia. It'd either be under the pool table or in the closet, and we did the same spot every time, so she always found us. And Jesse, the history teacher in training, who made it a game with Asher to avoid all photos. So many of him are just a blur of a boy, wearing a mischievous smile and that worn white Nike hoodie that drove his mom crazy. She's like, we have other clothes, but he just wanted to wear that. Jennifer, who made new friends feel like old friends with her warmth and ease, who was smart and creative and a great partner and mom. And Keith, outgoing, intelligent, and giving. A world champion talker. So much was lost, and for what? For the greed and desperation of one sad man who still doesn't seem to feel the weight of it. Instead, Paul is appealing his conviction, arguing he deserves a new trial, continuing to drag the Canaro and Caritas families through hell. One way it's played out is an ugly eight-year battle between the two sides of the family over Keith and Jen's estates. The Canaro side said the Wills put Keith's dad in charge of the estates. But Jen's family argued that Sophia died last with no Will, so the family should split it. A judge seemed repulsed by the devolving arguments, the questioning who died last. She suggested it could lead to exhuming bodies. I can see it would be hard for the Caritas clan to stomach the idea that the killer's dad would inherit everything. But they also claimed the Caneros barred them from the mansion, denying them access to keepsakes and helping themselves to possessions, including luxury cars. Corey denied all this, and his family called it mudslinging in court. Eventually, the estate was split between the families in a settlement. But the fight over the trust continues today. Bonnie claims Paul colluded with Corey so the youngest brother could get it, even though Keith and Jen wanted her in charge. The brothers denied that. A trial has been scheduled for March. Loved ones left fighting over the scraps of lives, because that's all that's left. We tried to talk to both families, but no one was willing. And we also requested an interview with several other relatives at the center of this story. Paul's wife, Susan, and daughters, Katie and Marissa. They declined. His family never returned to the house Paul burned. His wife eventually bought a home in the next county over. But Susan hasn't divorced him, and the kids stand by him. When Kevin and I interviewed Monica Mastalone, she said Susan calls him a supportive husband. And Paul's daughters say he's a good dad. Everyone in this case loses. And from the perspective of Mr. Canera's family, it's a double loss. Because they lost Keith and Jennifer and Jesse and Sophia. But they also lost a father who they firmly believe is innocent. A father who they see in very, very different eyes, from a very different perspective than what the public sees. I don't know how you get through all this. Not just the huge loss, but seeing your father convicted of their murders. Seeing him shipped to a maximum security prison in Trenton. It's the same prison where John List was once held. Some cells are so small, a prisoner could stretch out his arms and touch both walls. Earlier in the podcast, we heard from Brian Both, the gym owner who became friends with Keith and Jen. Susan, Katie, and Marissa also trained there. Brian said he still struggles to understand why this happened. It's like Cain and Abel's the first story, like, it's one brother doing what they're supposed to be doing and working hard and reaping the benefits. One of them not doing that and being bitter about what the other one has. And Brian confirmed a theory of mine when we talked, that if Paul had just come clean about the theft, Keith probably would have forgiven him. Which means Paul Canero killed the very people who loved him so much, they would have helped him out of the hole he had dug. Sure, Keith needed time to cool off and their business relationship was over. But they were family. They'd figure it out and life would go on. Yet, Paul couldn't see past what he stood to lose. Dr. Robert Hanelin said Paul is an atypical family annihilator because he's the uncle and not the dad. But most of them are men who've experienced some big loss tinged with humiliation. He knew that his brother was going to expose him and that he was going to be out. And that's a massive loss to someone like this, not only at a practical level financially, but also just in terms of his self-esteem and his ego. But maybe Paul's dead-eyed stare at sentencing, his utter lack of remorse, maybe that's pointing us to the real answer here. Yeah, he may very well have had, you know, some psychopathic traits, but he wouldn't be considered kind of the full-blown type of psychopath. They don't experience emotions like you and I do, particularly emotions like guilt or empathy or remorse. That's one clinical explanation. But Scott Sammis, the retired lieutenant who called in the canine, has a simpler one about evil. Scott was at the Colts Neck crime scene, and he's replayed in his mind the horror done to these children. I can see it, the kid running around, he's chasing him. And that's where you say, how in the freaking, how can a human being do that? Alone to a stranger, alone to a kid, but to a family member. It really is true, true evil. And when the murder charges were finally filed, Scott wanted to be the one to tell Paul Canero. To look him in the eye and read him the charges for Keith, Jen, Sophia, and Jesse. At the jail, Paul sat at a table, in handcuffs, looking at Scott like he couldn't care less. I always say I looked evil in the face, one million percent. I say it all the time, have you seen evil? I've seen it. I mean, he had it in his eyes, no emotion at all. This has been Season 2 of Father Wants Us Dead, Uncle Paul, a production of NJ.com. Follow the show to get notified of bonus episodes. And please check out our other true crime series, Someone's Hunting Us, about a little-known serial killer and the women who took him down. And In the Shadow of Princeton, about the cold case killing of the Princeton Grand Dame. And of course, season one of Father Wants Us Dead about the crimes of John List. You can visit fatherwantsusdead.com for photos, surveillance and body cam videos, and other extras. You can email any questions and comments to inbox at fatherwantsusdead.com. 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