# VIDEO: Michael Bodysnatche Lock Final.mov

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Yo what's good to the streets fam y'all know we back at it again shout out to every single member and subscriber tapping in on the daily y'all the whole reason this channel growing and winning anybody trying to promote their music brand or business hit my email evil streets media at gmail.com we can lock something in I see all the cash app love too and anybody trying to support can send it to evil streets tv on cash app every dollar goes right back into the grind aight y'all let's dive into this gangster story up on the north side of Milwaukee the 4900 block of Febron Street had that peaceful picture perfect look like some postcard type energy kids pedaling bikes folks trimming their lawns all neat elementary school sitting at one end fire station posted at the other looked like the type of block where nothing crazy ever jumped off but that whole illusion got ripped apart in August 2005 that's when a young woman named Stacey Happled copped herself a house on that strip everything seemed straight except one thing out in the backyard sat two thick slabs of concrete just sitting there like they was out of place she caught word from the neighbors that the old homeowner a cat named Michael Locke used to run dog kennels back there but Stacey wasn't feeling that vibe she wanted the yard cleaned up fresh start so she tells her man and he rolls through with a couple of his peoples to break that concrete up they get to work with hammers and bars chipping away until they start hitting something strange underneath a plastic tarp all bunched up under the slab curious they pull it back and find a bone at first her man shrugs it off maybe it's just an old dog buried there left behind from the kennel days but one of the guys helping out gives it a hard look and says yo that don't look like no dog bone turns out he wasn't wrong police pull up fast and the second they lay eyes on it they know those are human remains and not just one set as they dig deeper they uncover two bodies laid to rest under that concrete whole backyard turns into a crime scene real quick yellow tape detectives media everything homicide detective Chris Blazak hears what's going down and instantly knows this case is different backyard burials aren't the norm in Milwaukee this is something straight out of a nightmare it's grisly it's twisted and worst of all nobody knows who the victims are but one name keeps bouncing around Michael Locke the man who used to call that house home the one who poured the concrete the one who left just enough behind to raise eyebrows the whole block's quiet now like the street itself holding its breath waiting for the truth to come out and everybody knows somebody's got answers while one squad's breaking up the backyard and pulling bones out the dirt another crew starts digging into Michael Locke's past and that trail doesn't take long to heat up it leads straight to the Unity Gospel House of Prayer a church with deep roots on Milwaukee's north side founded by Locke's grandfather back in the day his brother Marlon Locke is the one holding the mic now preaching the word but rewind a few decades and it was little Michael who used to rock that pulpit at just eight years old Michael Locke wasn't just some church kid sitting in the pews he was up front preaching fire and brimstone to grown folks moving crowds with sermons that felt bigger than him word in the parish was that he was special gifted touched a natural born speaker with the kind of spirit that made people believe he was destined for something great and for a minute it looked like he might live up to it Locke left the pulpit behind for the basketball court and lit it up at Madison High on Milwaukee's northwest side he had a good game real talent and plenty of folks thought he'd make something out of himself after graduation he switched it up again went to cosmetology school learned the trade and opened his own barbershop on paper it looked like he was on the right track young black focused in building his own lane but fast forward some years and now Locke is sitting behind bars giving interviews to the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel I was a young man that grew up always had the aspirations of what you could say being rich or having money to provide for my family and I set out to do that he said and that's when the story takes a turn see back in the 1990s the coke game in Milwaukee was alive and well the streets were flooded and the money was ridiculous even though Locke's own father had died from a deadly mix of coke and methadone that didn't stop him from stepping into the same game word on the street was that the boy who once led prayers was now pushing powder rumors said he was making upwards of 100k a week quiet moves big flips and the kind of operation that doesn't go unnoticed Officer Dean Newport had Locke in his sights as early as 99 the word out there Locke wasn't just hustling he was moving reckless tied to drug robberies maybe even murders Newport stayed on him watched his steps and when the moment came he pulled Locke over on a simple traffic stop that stop turned up a strap tucked under the seat Newport took it to the DA and said yo this dude is dangerous he's not just talk but the DA wasn't ready to pull the trigger on a case they couldn't nail down he told Newport we believe you but bring us the kind of evidence that'll actually stick thing is Locke knew how to move smart he kept a clean front at all times legit businesses stayed active first it was the barbershop later it was a home improvement company he never let the block be the only thing his name was attached to on paper he looked like just another Milwaukee businessman trying to level up but now with bones popping up in backyards and his name back in the mix all that clean cut image doesn't hold the same weight Locke might have played the game with a suit and a smile but the past it's got a way of catching up and this time the streets aren't the only ones watching the whole city's tuned in I've been on front street my whole life he said everything I ever did folks was watching I moved through the city like a public servant everybody saw me whether they knew the full story or not you feel me that's how Michael Locke described himself and according to criminal defense attorney Russell Jones Locke wasn't just another defendant he was sharp real sharp one of the savviest I've ever worked with Jones said he understood business how to run it how to scale it how to spread the wealth and keep the cost down he saw the game legal and illegal and figured out how to eat off both sides but even the slickest players can fumble the bag in 2002 Locke met up with a fed at a Mickey D's in Milwaukee and handed over nine ounces of raw that move cost him 21 months behind the wall looking back Locke owned it I came up in the church that's where my roots were but I was hard headed did things I shouldn't have I got caught up in that drug life he admitted I was dead wrong I just thank God for the forgiveness after serving his time Locke came home looking like a changed man on work release he found a gig with a real estate firm started flipping properties buy low fix up sell high before long he made his way out to Bayside that quiet upscale north shore spot and launched World Financial Mortgage his own brokerage business but while he was making legit money in the burbs the ghosts from his old block were starting to surface literally in the yard of his former home investigators found the kind of scene that makes detectives and news crews lock in one body had broken down so bad it was barely more than bones but the clothes still whole a delivery uniform name tag still stitched on Cheney it didn't take long to put two and two together Eugene Cheney a name the streets hadn't heard in five years reported missing known to run weight word was he and Locke moved big dope together both were deep into the coke game both loved to gamble now only one of them was still breathing and Locke well he had a lot more than mortgage rates to answer for with one body finally named investigators turn up the heat the scene was brutal and they knew whoever did this wasn't just reckless they were calculated cold and still out there time wasn't on their side meanwhile Michael Locke former dope boy turned mortgage boss is living what looks like the clean life out in the quiet suburbs north of Milwaukee but behind the nice suits and polished business front the past was circling back hard the second body a DNA match came through Felipe Armando Melendez Revas missing out of Illinois for six years when they pulled him from the ground it was clear he didn't go out easy blue tarp wrapped tight duct tape around the face a wad of it still jammed in his mouth like the man was frozen mid scream somebody had made sure he'd never speak again cops still didn't know exactly what went down with Felipe or Eugene Cheney but pieces started falling into place enter Lewis Jackson a streetwise name from the scene claiming to know way more than he probably should he told homicide detective Randy Olson that once upon a time he worked under Locke but somewhere down the line things went left real left Jackson felt burned and decided to flip the script Olson listened close Jackson laid it out both Eugene Cheney and Felipe had become liabilities in Locke's operation they knew too much about the money the moves the machinery of his whole empire and worse they were becoming unpredictable Jackson said that Locke couldn't afford loose ends not with everything he had built the barbershop the real estate the mortgage company all of it could come crashing down if the wrong people started talking so according to Jackson the decision was made quiet and final two bodies went into the ground two slabs of concrete poured on top and Michael Locke went back to his office to count his money like it was just another day Jackson's testimony opened the floodgates detectives started pulling threads everywhere they looked at phone records bank transfers property purchases every move Locke made in those crucial months before the concrete got poured they found inconsistencies discrepancies things that didn't add up to a mortgage broker trying to go straight the evidence started stacking higher than the bodies buried in that yard and by the time prosecutors were ready to move the case against Locke was thick real thick they hit him with two counts of first degree intentional homicide conspiracy to commit homicide racketeering money laundering a whole laundry list of charges that painted a picture of a man who couldn't let go of the game no matter how legitimate he tried to appear on the surface Michael Locke stood in front of a Milwaukee court and heard the words guilty on multiple counts the boy who once preached redemption at eight years old was now facing life in prison the man who quoted scripture while moving weight had finally run out of second chances the transformation was complete not from young preacher to businessman but from sinner to predator someone who saw murder as just another business expense a problem to be solved and buried literally beneath the surface the case of Michael Locke sent shockwaves through Milwaukee's north side everybody who remembered the kid with the gift everybody who saw him climb out of the struggle everybody who thought maybe just maybe he was different from the rest they all had to reckon with the fact that the game doesn't care about your talent your intelligence or your potential the game just wants blood and Michael Locke paid that debt in full when the reality finally came down and the man who tried so hard to live two lives got caught between them the legacy of Michael Bodysnatche Locke stands as a chilling reminder that some demons can't be outrun no matter how far you travel or how high you climb the streets of Milwaukee remember him not as the young preacher or the mortgage broker but as the cold calculated killer who buried two men in his backyard and thought a suit and a business plan could make him clean his story teaches a final lesson one that resonates through every corner of the game from the north side to the suburbs you can change your address change your occupation change your appearance but you can't change what you've become once you've crossed that line from player to predator the only thing left is the ground beneath your feet waiting to swallow the secrets you're trying so hard to hide Michael Bodysnatche Locke learned that lesson the hard way and Milwaukee will never forget the price he paid or the lives he took trying to build his empire on a foundation of blood and lies