The Story of Canada's Most Prolific Serial Killer
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The story of Yves Apache Trudeau. The police in Laval, Quebec were utterly confused. About a 30-minute drive from Montreal, they were used to the local Hells Angels chapter causing trouble between the two cities. Known for rampant cocaine use and excessive drinking, the Laval Angels broke several rules held in high regard by the club. While you may not associate hard-nosed laws with a ruthless biker club,

the Hells Angels follow a dense rulebook their members must follow. Among those rules is a staunch position against hard drugs, especially heroin and cocaine. To the Angels, a drug addict can't be trusted. Organized biker gangs had a firm grip on Quebec Canada through the 60s, 70s, and 80s. None were more dominant than the Hells Angels. But as the Angels patched over new members,

they grew too big to manage under one clubhouse. So, Angel's national president, Yves Le Boss Buteau, split the gang into two chapters: Laval in the north and Sorel Tressy in the south. And while the Laval chapter liked to party and spend club money on hard drugs, the Tressy chapter lived by club code. So when the Laval chapter went dark overnight, police were left to wonder what happened.

The garage that normally served as Laval HQ was suddenly closed, and several notable members went missing circa March 1985. And while the Royal Canadian Mounted Police could care less about what happened to the Laval Angels, silence was often a precursor to something worse. You've heard the saying, keep your friends close, but your enemies closer. When it came to the Angels, the Mounties wanted to know their every move.

Winter turned to spring, spring turned to summer, and still no sign of the Laval bikers. Then, on a seemingly average day in June, everything changed. Fishermen relaxed on the St. Lawrence River, while others on land enjoyed the calm summer day, but they eventually noticed something that didn't belong in the river. A soggy sleeping bag floated to the surface and washed up on the beach.

Witnesses called the police and officers scrambled to the water's edge to see what was in the bags. The putrid smell of rotting human flesh filled the air as officers opened the sleeping bag. Someone didn't intend for this body to rise from the depths, judging by the 30-pound anchors chained around its ankles.

And thanks to the tattoos on their arms and back, police identified him as a Laval Angels Club member. Knowing the Angels, police assumed this wasn't the only body. Divers swam down to find six more bodies, five men and one woman.

all affiliated or patched in members of the Laval Hells Angels. They were: Léron Buh, the 33-year-old Laval chapter president; Guy-Louis Adam, the same-aged chapter secretary; Michel Mérande, the 29-year-old registered owner of the chapter clubhouse; Guy-Geoffrion,

the club's master chemist, and Claude Roy, a 31-year-old aspiring member. Police also recovered the skeleton of Belle Desjardins. She was the 33-year-old widow of a former angel who'd been missing since 1980. They recovered the final body, another Laval chapter member drifting 150 kilometers downstream. His name was Jean-Pierre Mathieu.

The event went down in Canadian biker history as the Lenoxville Massacre, an organized ambush executed by one Hells Angels chapter to systematically eliminate another. However, one Laval member was missing from the show, Yves "Apache" Trudeau, with 43 confirmed kills under his belt. Trudeau is the most prolific serial killer in Canadian Hells Angels history,

As one of the club's founding members, prospects and new patches held Trudeau in high regard. But rampant cocaine use inevitably got the best of the club's ace assassin. The other club leaders decided he was better off dead when he became a liability. As they say, there's no honor among thieves. Part 1: Emerging from the Darkness There's a lot to be said about nature versus nurture.

Nobody is born a serial killer. So while we don't know much about Trudeau's parents and upbringing, we can look at the world he grew up in to see what put him on a path of death and destruction. While Adolf Hitler rose to power across the Atlantic Ocean, another ultra-conservative movement swept across Quebec, Canada.

though its leaders weren't as ruthless or radical as the Führer. The campaign went down in Canadian history as the Grande Noisseur, or the Great Darkness. The ultra-conservative Catholic Union Nationale ruled with an iron fist, using the full backing of the Roman Catholic Church to push their slogan: "Heaven is blue, hell is red."

In Canada, blue represented the United Nationale, while red represented the more liberal parties. It's similar to political factions in the United States, but reversed. Anti-union positions ultimately led to their downfall, as labor strikes between the late 40s and 50s spread unrest through the working class population. Eventually, by 1960, Quebec voted the Union Nationale out of office in favor of the Quebec Liberals.

Known as the Quiet Revolution, Quebec went from being one of Canada's most hard-nosed conservative provinces to the most liberal society in North America. To rebel against the Catholic Church's medieval doctrines, the people embraced a hedonistic culture that put pleasure and happiness on a pedestal as the most valuable goods in life.

Like the counterculture movement south of the border, this new culture didn't come without drawbacks. Drug use spiked, and with it came the rise of outlaw motorcycle gangs. Many young French-Canadian men saw motorcycle clubs as the ultimate screw you to their ultra-conservative parents. It symbolized culture, freedom, and rebellion and was the ultimate sign of manhood.

By 1968, 350 biker clubs prowled the streets of Quebec, or about one club for every 2,000 square miles. And that's counting the middle of nowhere. In reality, most clubs assembled in the more densely populated cities, leading to violent turf wars.

A period of unparalleled violence and murder encompassed the province as too many clubs sought to gain footholds in profitable areas, like Irish mafia-controlled seaports in Montreal. In the outlaw biker world, Quebec was known as the Red Zone. According to journalist and true crime author James Dubrow, even the most ruthless assassins wouldn't go near Montreal.

Perhaps the most violent, sadistic, and prosperous gang was the Popeyes Moto Club, or the Popeyes. Named after the famous cartoon character, the club sported an image of the spinach-loving sailor man on their patches. They also had strict rules about other clubs using a red and white color scheme: they'd rip the patches off their rifles and burn them whenever they saw one. Understandably, this pissed off a lot of Canadian bikers.

Yet they all knew better than to mess with Popeyes. The gang was known for engaging in over-the-top sadistic violence. They also controlled the port of Montreal, working with the Irish Mafia to import and move drugs around Canada. Unable to beat the Popeyes in open combat, many clubs patched over or were absorbed into the gang. Trudeau joined the Popeyes in 1968 when he was 22 years old.

And while they committed all the cliche gangster crimes like drugs, extortion, prostitution, and assassination, Trudeau was cut from a different cloth. Like most Montreal men, he grew up in an ultra-conservative Catholic household with an abusive father. Unlike most Montreal men, Trudeau worked in an explosives factory as a teenager in the early 60s.

He fell in love with explosives and found complex ways to make things go boom. But Trudeau didn't choose the best time to join the club. That same year, they entered into a violent two-year turf war with the Devil's Disciples to control the drug trade. On June 1st, 1968, 300 outlaws from the Popeyes and Disciples met in the Hotel Bonaventure parking lot.

Armed with chains and baseball bats, they erupted in an all-out brawl, leaving four bikers seriously wounded. Two weeks later, ten Popeyes riders formed a roadblock to cut off a group of traveling disciples. Among the disciples was 18-year-old Jean Piquet. The gangs hurled insults at each other, and when Piquet tried to break through the roadblock, the Popeyes stabbed him to death. The war officially ended in 1970,

but the bloodshed never stopped. Eventually, by 1976, the Devil's disciples were forced to disband after 15 of their members were systematically killed by rival gangs. While none of those murders are officially attributed to Trudeau, we can safely assume he had blood on his hands.

Trudeau gunned down his first official victim in 1970, just as the Disciples' War ended. Jean-Marie Ville made the mistake of stealing a motorcycle from the Popeyes and paid with his life, thus beginning a decades-long spree of murder and bloodshed for a 24-year-old man who hadn't yet earned the nickname that made him famous. Part II, Hell on Earth.

With over 450 chapters across 59 countries, the Hells Angels are the most prolific motorcycle club in the world. Between 3,000 and 3,600 members primarily operate between the US and Canada. But like any other booming business, they had to start somewhere. It began in 1948 outside of San Bernardino, California, when several small biker clubs agreed to merge under one common name.

The post-World War II era brought about a surplus of affordable military-grade motorcycles and bored veterans itching for that long-lost sense of adventure. Club History credits one of those thrill-seeking veterans, Otto Friedli, with starting the gang. Credit for the name goes to Arvid Olsen, a pilot who served in the Hells Angels bomber squadron stationed in China during World War II.

The club grew through the 50s and 60s, becoming a counterculture symbol alongside the Beatles, Jerry Garcia and the Grateful Dead, and Hunter S. Thompson, who owes his entire career to his book about the Hells Angels. In the summer of 1977, two U.S. motorcycle clubs made moves to expand northward into Canada, the Hells Angels and the Chicago-based Outlaws.

While the outlaws took a liking to the Satan's Choice Motorcycle Club, the Angels fixed their eyes on a more violent group of Canadian bikers, the Popeyes. But the Popeyes and Satan's Choice were already embroiled in another long, bloody war over drugs. At the time, the Disciples and Satan's Choice controlled the manufacturing and smuggling of chemical drugs in Montreal.

Popeyes wanted to cash in on that market, but the only way in was to kill off the competition. And no matter how hard the rival gangs fought, they lacked a secret weapon named Eve Trudeau. Trudeau was an ace assassin for the Popeyes Moto Club, and perhaps the sole reason the Hells Angels chose them in the first place.

Before patching over, Trudeau racked up four more kills during the war, allegedly scalping one of the victims, thus earning him the nickname Apache. When the Devil's Disciples finally disbanded in '76, Popeyes assumed control of St. Henri Square and thus the Montreal drug market. Battered and beaten, Popeyes had little choice when the Hell's Angels rolled into town and offered to absorb the club

By 1977, American gangs commandeered the Canadian Biker Wars. Popeyes versus Satan was dead. Now, it was the Hells Angels versus the Chicago Outlaws. Part 3: The First Biker War. Peace time didn't last once the Hells Angels moved into town.

On February 15th, 1978, Robert Cota and a fellow biker friend walked into Brasserie Joey, a popular bar for Canadian bikers. Cota and company had just patched over to the Outlaws and were out celebrating, but they were sheep in the wolf's den. Brasserie Joey's was a Hells Angels bar, and the Angels were on their way.

The rival bikers showed up, threw Kota and his friend out by their vests, and slammed the door in their faces. Outlaws weren't allowed in angel country, but Kota didn't get the hint. He stood outside and cursed at the angels through the door, long enough for them to call their ace assassin. Kota finally left, but it wasn't long before a green car emerged from the snowy fog and opened fire on Kota in the middle of the road.

Bullets ripped through his head, and Cota died in the hospital five days later. Trudeau became the first Canadian Angels member to earn the filthy few patch, meaning he'd killed for the club. Cota's killing launched what's mistakenly called the First Biker War. Even though the first actual conflict was the 1974 Popeyes vs. Disciples War, the New Hells Angels Outlaws War lasted until 1984.

And it's in those six bloody years that Trudeau quadrupled his kill count. Remember, Trudeau was an explosives expert. Of his 43 confirmed kills, 10 came with a big boom. The first was in 1978 when he planted a bomb under Gilles Cadoret's car. At the time, 27-year-old Gilles was the outlaw's Montreal chapter president, a young Clay Morrow for you Sons of Anarchy fans.

Gilles left the clubhouse with another outlaw member named Donald McClain. The car exploded as soon as Gilles turned the ignition, killing him instantly and wounding McClain. At the time, nobody outside the Hells Angels knew Trudeau had planted the bomb. But Trudeau wasn't done killing off high-ranking outlaws or anybody that risked wearing the outlaw patch on the Angels' turf.

On October 12th, 1978, he kicked in the door of former chapter president Brian Powers and shot him nine times with a .45 caliber pistol. Two months later, he gunned down William Weichold in a case of mistaken identity. William looked an awful lot like Roland Roxy de Templa, another leader in the Outlaws MC. Trudeau walked up to William and simply asked in French, "Are you Roxy?"

Confused, William didn't answer, though his fate was probably sealed when Trudeau walked up to him in the first place. Trudeau pulled a pistol and shot him in the head. The following day, Apache read about the killing in the newspaper and learned that he'd shot the wrong man. William didn't speak French and wasn't involved with organized crime. He was an innocent man. But instead of feeling sorry, Trudeau laughed it off.

He was only upset that the Angels refused to pay him for the hit and firmly believed that anybody who looked like Roxy deserved to die anyway. Apache finally caught up with the real Roxy on March 29th, 1979, killing him with another car bomb. Part 4: A Vision for the Future By 1979, Montreal police couldn't keep pace with the growing biker problem.

Violence was the talk of the town, and the MCs themselves expanded to uncontrollable levels. Yves "Le Boss" Buteau, the Hells Angels national president, cut from the same Popeye's cloth as Apache, decided it was time to split the club in half.

the Laval chapter in the north, and the Sorel-Tracy chapter in the south. Under Buteau's leadership, the Hells Angels Montreal chapter went from being a band of beer-loving bikers to an organized, militant group of career criminals. He had a different vision for the club, including its physical appearance. When you think of bikers, you probably picture muscular men with long, ragged beards. But that's not the image Le Boss had in mind for his bikers.

He wanted them clean-shaven, and nobody exemplified the ideal angel more than Apache Trudeau. He didn't resemble the cliche biker. Instead, Apache was a 5'6", clean-shaven man weighing 135 pounds soaking wet. Jerry Langton, a journalist and author fascinated by Canadian biker gangs wrote, "Nobody would have guessed he was the club's enforcer and primary weapon. Where most other angels clocked in at 6 feet and 300 plus pounds,

Apache was a nimble assassin and the perfect angel. But Buteau couldn't hold on to his perfect angel forever. And in September of 79, he transferred Trudeau to the northern Laval chapter under Laurent Vieux's leadership. The southern Sorel-Tracy chapter held true to Le Boss' vision for the club. Meanwhile, the north was anything but.

word spread about their violent and reckless behavior. And the chapter, especially Trudeau, was stigmatized for rampant drinking and cocaine use. Knowing he had to keep like minds together, Buteau sent most of the old Popeyes gang up north to Laval. Now, as if dads left the house, the bikers reverted back to the old ways that attracted the Hells Angels in the first place. But dad still came home eventually.

meaning the Laval boys had to stay alert. It's hard to keep tabs on multiple biker gangs while war rages in the background. The Hells Angels outlaw war was in full swing, and Buteau knew he had to make allies fast if the Angels wanted to win. In 1981, Buteau rode to British Columbia to patch over a gang called Satan's Angels, but negotiations lasted longer than anticipated, and the Satan's Angels didn't officially join the club until 1983.

thus becoming the first Hells Angels chapter outside of Quebec. But while Buteau was busy making allies, the boys back home got busy making enemies. In 1982, Denis "Le Cure" Kennedy and Charles Hackey fell into insurmountable debt with a drug dealer named Frank Ryan. Ryan headed the West End Gang, a band of Irish-Canadian gangsters who controlled the Montreal drug market.

Unable to pay Ryan back, Kennedy and Hackey devised a plan to kidnap Ryan's children. In their coked-out minds, Ryan would have no choice but to cancel their $150,000 debt, which is almost half a million in 2022. In reality, their plan was doomed from the start. Word spread fast in the criminal underworld, and news of this plot eventually got back to Buteau and Ryan. Pissed off would be an understatement.

Ryan wanted those responsible for this plot executed on the spot. If Buteau even flinched, Ryan would cut the Angels off from his drug supply and thus their primary source of income and entertainment. Valuing money over brotherhood, Buteau enlisted Apache to get the job done. First, Trudeau went after Charlie, calling him to an important meeting and killing him on arrival.

He dumped the body in his favorite spot, the St. Charles River, and moved on to Kennedy. Believing the two were going out for drinks, Kennedy happily agreed to meet his fellow angel. But before his lips could touch the bottle, Apache gunned him down. The angels fell back in Ryan's favor with the two men eliminated. Buteau called a meeting in the spring of 1982.

The drug use had to stop. Anybody with a cocaine problem was unreliable. And unreliable angels were nothing but a liability. They snorted more blow than they could sell, hurting themselves and, more importantly, the club. Anybody caught breaking this new drug rule would face the ultimate penalty: death. Still, Trudeau and the Laval boys brushed off his threats. They valued their next high more than their president's words.

But those threats wouldn't last much longer, and the Hells Angels came under new leadership in September 1983. On the verge of codifying the Satan's Angels patchover, Buteau met with two gang leaders at a restaurant in Montreal. While the men met inside the eatery, a 22-year-old outlaw prospect named Gino Goudreau watched from a distance. Being a prospect means you're on the verge of joining the gang.

You're not an official member yet and thus aren't allowed to wear any official patches. You're basically an intern until you prove your worth to the gang." And Gino believed killing the Hells Angels regional president was enough to get him in. He waited until the three men left the restaurant and lit cigarettes before ambushing them with his .38 caliber handgun. He shot and killed Buteau and another Satan's Angels leader named Frenchy Gilbert.

The third man made it out alive, though badly wounded. Buteau's assassination gave rise to Michael Skye Langlois, the new Hells Angels Canadian president. Michael saw a different future for the club that involved rapid expansion into other Canadian provinces. He didn't care how many drugs you took or how violent your chapter was. He set his sights on a bigger prize and ultimately drove the Hells Angels too close to the sun.

Meanwhile, the Laval chapter was out of control. Part 5: The Domino Effect The Hells Angels' conflict against the Outlaws finally ended. Of the 23 Outlaws killed in the conflict, Trudeau was responsible for 18 of them. The war left a massive pile of bodies in its wake, ultimately reshaping the criminal underworld for decades.

One of the last people to die in the war was the West End gang leader, Frankie Ryan. But his murder had nothing to do with the ongoing conflict. In November 1984, Ryan arrived at a motel, believing he was there to meet an attractive young flame who wanted to sleep with him. A French-Canadian man named Paul April pointed Ryan toward the woman's room, and Ryan took the bait like a horny fish.

There was no attractive young flame, just a brute named Robert Le Livre and a shotgun. The plan was to tie Ryan to a chair and force him to reveal where he'd hidden his money. At the time, Ryan was the King of Coke in Montreal, building a $50 million fortune. According to police records, he kept that money somewhere as kings and queens of hard drugs don't often use banks. But Ryan didn't plan on talking.

He grabbed the chair and flung it towards Robert, who opened fire and shot Ryan clean in the chest. As Ryan agonized on the floor, someone walked up and finished him off with a .45 caliber pistol. We don't know who actually dealt the final blow. According to writer Darcy O'Connor, author of Montreal's Irish Mafia, the true story of the infamous West End gang, a man named Eddie Phillips bragged to his brother, John, that he'd shot a dead man.

When the cops arrived, they found over $6,000 on Ryan's person, along with a gold chain and Rolex watch around his neck and wrist. Whoever killed him fled so quickly that they didn't even stop to loot his body. After Ryan's funeral, Alan "The Weasel" Ross stepped up to take his place. His first order of business was to track down the men who killed Ryan, and the only man he trusted for the job was Apache Trudeau.

Two weeks later, Trudeau's friend Michael Blass arrived at April's apartment, where Robert was staying along with Ryan's other killers. He came bearing gifts, a brand new TV and VCR, with a ready-to-play copy of Hell's Angels Forever, a pseudo-documentary put out by the Manhattan Chapter.

The other men didn't expect a thing, and Blass hastily left the apartment. But Trudeau rigged the TV to blow, and once Blass was out of range, Apache hit the detonator and blew the apartment to smithereens. The blast killed all four men and damaged eight other flats in the Concordia University Student Housing Building.

Trudeau's expertise didn't come cheap. Ross agreed to pay him $200,000 to kill April, and Robert gave him $25,000 upfront. Once the bomb went off, Trudeau returned to collect, but Ross pointed him towards the Halifax and Sorel-Tracy chapters instead. He said the other chapters owed him drug money, but he dropped the debts if they paid Trudeau instead.

Halifax chapter president David Wolfe Carroll handed Trudeau $98,000, but soon learned the Laval chapter was entitled to some of that money. But instead of putting the cash in Hells Angels' coffer, Trudeau blew it up his nose. Meanwhile, relations between Laval and Sorel Trasi were ice cold, as Trudeau described them. Laval withheld $300,000 worth of drug profits, profits they were supposed to split evenly amongst the club.

Greedy practices and rampant cocaine use brings us back to March 1985 and the Lenoxville Massacre. Part 6: The Ultimatum Drug use in the Laval chapter was out of control. Even Langlois knew they'd become a liability, ultimately hindering his plans for rapid expansion. They kept getting arrested for petty crimes, which only put the club in unnecessary danger.

As one reporter put it, 1985 was clean-up time for the Hells Angels. The Angels were ready for a rebrand. They wanted to strengthen their relationships with the Irish and Italian mobs, but there was only one way in. The Laval chapter was cancer. The Angels had to cut it out.

Leaders from several chapters gathered at a secret meeting in Sorrel. They determined the Laval chapter to be in bad standing with the rest of the club, and liquidation was the only option. They agreed to force two older members into retirement. Then, they'd offer two others the opportunity to join the southern chapter. But the remaining members, including Trudeau, were too far gone.

They'd never agreed to Southern Chapter demands, and the only way to deal with the problem was to kill them all. Under the guise of a two-day party, the Eastern Canadian Chapters gathered at the Sherbrooke Clubhouse. The original plan was to ambush the Northern bikers when they showed up, but when most of Laval bailed on the party, the organizers had to change gears. Southern Chapter president, Réjean Zigzaglessard, put his foot down and called the party mandatory.

Lessard was the mastermind behind the Lenoxville massacre, and he wasn't about to let his plan fall on its face. Laval showed up on day two, but one member was missing. Apache Trudeau never fell into the trap. To his credit, he checked himself into a rehab clinic the week before. Apache knew what was happening to Angels who couldn't get over their drug problem. Since the club was all he'd ever known, being a Hell's Angel was more important than cocaine.

Lessard and 41 other angels ambushed the Laval bikers when they finally arrived, dragging them into the center of the room and executing them. The spared Northerners were in charge of cleanup and eventually dumped the five bodies in the St. Charles River. Then, they raided the Laval clubhouse, making off with six Harley Davidsons and $46,000 of Trudeau's personal wealth.

One of the Angels paid Trudeau a visit in rehab and delivered an ultimatum. He was expelled from the club and would have to remove his tattoos, but they'd spare his life if he killed three more people: two Laval bikers who weren't at Lenoxville and a dead biker's girlfriend. Trudeau didn't have another option if he wanted his bike and money back. Trudeau left rehab and tracked down his first victim, Jean-Marc Deniguerre, who was a drug dealer associated with the Laval chapter.

Trudeau strangled him to death and stuffed the body in Jean-Marc's trunk. The Angels gave Trudeau his bike back, but Apache quickly learned there's no honor among thieves. The Angels put a $50,000 bounty on his head, and fearing for his life, he turned to the one group that might offer him some protection: the police. Part 7: 43 Accidental Murders

In an odd stroke of luck, Trudeau got arrested on a weapons charge and sentenced to a year in prison. The police had some successes in rounding up those involved with the Lenoxville massacre, but they wanted to take the angels down for good. They needed to cut the head off the snake, and Trudeau could provide all the inside information they needed.

Trudeau cut a deal with the Montreal police a few months into his sentence. He turned state's witness and pled guilty to the crimes he committed for the club. His testimony led to the arrests and convictions of 19 Hells Angels, including four connected with Lenoxville. He provided information on 90 murders and admitted to committing 43 of them between 1970 and 1985.

The final tally included 29 shootings, 10 bombings, 3 beatings, and 1 strangulation. Trudeau's deal angered those in the Canadian justice system. He pled guilty to 43 counts of manslaughter in 1985. So, as far as the Canadian government was concerned, Trudeau accidentally killed 43 people. In exchange for his testimony, Trudeau got life in prison with the possibility of parole after 7 years.

He also got $40,000 over the next four years and $35 to spend on cigarettes every week. Not even 10 years later, Trudeau walked out of prison a free man. He won his parole hearing and assumed the new identity of Dennis Cotte. He lived with a woman who knew nothing of his past and got a job at a senior care facility, but his new life didn't last very long.

Trudeau got laid off in 2000 and slid back into his old, drunk habits. He sexually assaulted a 13-year-old boy after bribing him with alcohol and pled guilty to the assault in 2004, earning him another four years in jail. Judge Michel Doucet said it best at the trial when he pointed out a disturbing fact about Trudeau's biker days. Trudeau killed more people in his lifetime than the entire Canadian army did in the Gulf War.

But now, he'd returned to jail as a rat and a child molester. With a massive target on his back, Trudeau's only option was 23 hours of daily isolation. Two years later, the most ruthless killer in Angel's history was diagnosed with bone marrow cancer.

At his parole hearing in 2008, reporters from the Montreal Gazette called him a skeleton of a man who couldn't get around without his wheelchair. He spoke with a weak, raspy voice and could hardly care for himself. When they asked what he thought of his cancerous death sentence, Apache called it a punishment. All he wanted to do before he died was to prove to his mother that he was good, a mission he'd never accomplish. A judge granted him his parole

but the cancer killed him shortly after. He died at 62 years old. It's hard to imagine how many families felt a collective sense of relief when the news of Trudeau's death hit the headlines. Apache may have killed 43 people, but he left permanent emotional scars on hundreds more. One woman called the cancer justice, saying a guy like Trudeau doesn't have a soul.