When the Bruises Don’t Fade
Mylah covered them. Cudi buried them. Homeland Security extracted them. Day 10 wasn’t about flashbacks. It was about evidence. And what it looks like when silence becomes a weapon.
Better Late Than Never
I was up at 4:30 this morning. Not for court. Not for Diddy. And not for my kids either. I just couldn’t sleep. Too much anxiety. I had a crappy night. Everything felt heavy.
But eventually the sun came up. My daughter let me do her hair. My son actually got out the door on time. It’s the last day of school. Better late than never.
By the time I sat down in my office, with my Chobani protein shake and weed, court still hadn’t opened. I was ahead of it. Wide awake. Numb but alert. The kind of tired that settles behind your eyes but keeps your brain wired.
The courtroom felt slower today. The kind of day that creeps up instead of crashing in. Just quiet testimony and strange details.
Black Box Security was brought up again. The same one tied to Britney. The same one now circling Diddy. Watching. Recording. Controlling. Not just the people in the room but the story itself.
Anytime someone says the name Black Box security I feel like a shadow of Darkness come on me almost…ya know?
Let’s talk about what we saw.
George Kaplan’s Cross-Examination: Witnessing the Unseen
Before we discuss Kid Cudi's testimony. It's essential to examine George Kaplan's revelations today. His detailed accounts shed light on the environment surrounding Sean "Diddy" Combs during his tenure as an assistant and the disturbing normalization of violence he was expected to clean up, cover up, and ignore.
Kaplan recounted a chilling incident at Combs' Miami residence involving Gina Huynh. Gina was a girlfriend of Diddy's at the time.
He testified, “I was told Diddy was angry at Gina. I saw him throw three green apples at her. She was trying to shield herself.” The courtroom shifted. A few jurors leaned forward. One juror looked over at Combs. Another shook their head slowly. No objections. Just silence stretching across the room as Kaplan adjusted his posture and continued.
Not good Didds, not good.
He described a private jet flight to Las Vegas in 2015. As he walked down the aisle, he heard glass shatter. When he turned, he saw Cassie Ventura on the floor and Combs standing over her with a whiskey glass in hand. “She was trying to shield herself. She screamed, ‘Isn’t anybody seeing this?’” Kaplan said. “She was crying. Nobody did anything. That moment stuck with me.” In the gallery, someone let out a quiet gasp. The judge glanced up. Combs remained still.
Kaplan also testified that after these violent episodes, he was expected to assist in damage control. “I was told to get witch hazel to treat bruises on Cassie’s face,” he said. He detailed being sent to buy makeup, sunglasses, and ice packs. “It was never said outright, but it was understood,” Kaplan explained. “My job was to make things look normal.”
AUSA Maurene Comey paused just long enough to let the phrase echo in the room.
Kaplan’s duties weren’t limited to physical injuries. He described scrubbing hotel rooms after Combs’ encounters. Bottles of baby oil. Gatorade. Used condoms. “Once, there was brown crystallized powder on the bathroom counter,” he said. When asked why he was doing the cleaning instead of hotel staff, Kaplan replied, “It was implied. Protect his public image. I was keen on doing that.”
Several jurors scribbled notes. A few stared straight ahead, visibly disturbed. Kaplan kept his tone even. He spoke like someone who had been holding this in for years and finally had permission to let it out.
What emerged from Kaplan’s testimony was a portrait of an empire built on routine violence and enforced silence. Abuse masked as privacy. Loyalty enforced through complicity. A world where assistants weren’t just managing schedules but erasing evidence.
Kid Cudi: The Car Bomb and the Price of Proximity
Scott Mescudi, known to the world as Kid Cudi, sat on the witness stand and told the court what happened. He spoke matter of fact-ly. At one point telling the defense “If it's what I said, it's what I said.”
When asked about Cassie Ventura, he said what most men wouldn’t.
“I was in love with her.”
He explained that in December 2011, Cassie called him early in the morning. She was upset. She told him Sean Combs had found out about their relationship and asked Cudi to come pick her up. He did. He took her to the Sunset Marquis hotel in West Hollywood where she could calm down and feel safe.
Then Capricorn Clark called.
She was crying. She said she had been forced into a car with Combs and another man. She told Cudi that Diddy was already inside his house. She was calling from the car. She sounded afraid. Cudi rushed home and called the police. When he arrived, his instincts were confirmed. His dog had been locked in the bathroom. On the kitchen counter were unwrapped Chanel shopping bags. Nothing was taken. It wasn’t a robbery. It was a message.
He also said that his dog suffered trauma from the incident. So who knows what kind of harm they did to that poor puppy. Cudi described his dog as “jittery” and and “visibly shaken” by the incident. Cudi testified that he immediately called Combs to confront him, asking, "Motherfucker, are you in my house?" Combs allegedly responded calmly, saying, "I just want to talk to you."
He filed a police report.
Weeks later, in January 2012, his dog sitter called him. His Porsche was in flames in the driveway. When he got home, the car was destroyed. Police found what remained of a Molotov cocktail near the wreckage. They collected DNA from the scene. It came back female.
At the time of the explosion, Cassie and Sean Combs were in Paris. So, he had it done. Assuming.
When asked what he thought after seeing his Porsche in flames? Cudi responded:
“I was like, what the fuck is going on?”
Another part that made me giggle.
It wasn’t a crime of passion. It was timing. It was calculated. A move made while the people involved were out of reach. No one called to take credit. No note was left. Just a scorched car and a growing silence.
A few days later, Cudi met Combs at Soho House in Los Angeles. He described Combs standing with his hands behind his back, facing the window. He said he looked like a Marvel supervillain. Calm. Staged. Cold. Made me laugh a little. All I could think of was Thanos.
Combs told him, “We were homies. You know that was my girl.”
Cudi asked about the car.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Combs replied. No apology. No denial. Just distance.
Years later, Diddy came up to him again and said, “Man, I just want to apologize for everything. All that shit.” Cudi said he accepted the apology. He didn’t say he forgot.
During cross-examination, the defense brought up Cudi’s earlier statement. He had admitted to feeling like he got played. They used it. They suggested Cassie misled them both. That she had seen Cudi while still involved with Combs. They didn’t say it outright, but the implication was there. That Cassie wasn’t innocent. That she caused the chaos she later claimed victimhood from.
Cudi didn’t argue. He didn’t push back. He just confirmed that he was disappointed when he found out the truth.
But he never said she deserved what happened. He never said the car bomb made sense. He never said she asked for it.
*Side note*You know what hit me when I saw him walk in? Not the fame. Not the drama. Just the weight.
Cigarette in hand. Leather jacket. Rain falling. Somebody holding the umbrella like it was routine. But it wasn’t. This wasn’t just another day. This was the day he had to say it out loud.
He was walking into federal court. Talking about explosions. About his dog locked in the bathroom. About a woman he loved. And yeah, he had on Celine jeans. Which, if you know, you know. Not impressed. But the way he carried it, none of it felt like costume. It felt like survival. Still. Quiet. Unshaken.
Like he wasn’t there to prove anything. Just to tell the truth.
Capricorn Clark: The Gatekeeper Who Knew Too Much
Capricorn Clark hasn’t taken the stand. But her name echoes through the trial like unfinished business. She isn’t just a background assistant. She was part of the foundation. A long-standing insider whose history with Sean Combs reaches back to the early Sean John era. Her presence was documented as early as December 14, 2010, when she appeared at BET’s 106 & Park during Diddy's live takeover.
By that point, she was already trusted. Already close. Already essential. She wasn’t a temp. She wasn’t a tagalong. She was the one managing travel. Coordinating press. Handling logistics. She made sure the chaos never leaked. She helped run Cassie Ventura’s life from behind the curtain. The bookings. The image control. The scheduling. If Cassie showed up looking camera-ready, Capricorn made that happen. If bruises needed covering or timelines needed smoothing, Capricorn knew when and how.
She wasn’t just part of the machine. She helped keep it moving. And then one night in December 2011, she broke pattern.
According to Kid Cudi’s sworn testimony, Capricorn called him. She was crying. She said she had been forced into a car with Sean Combs and another man. She warned him that Combs was already inside his house. She made that call from the car. And then she disappeared.
When Cudi got home, his dog was locked in the bathroom. Chanel bags were left out on the kitchen counter. There was no theft. No confrontation. Just a staged silence. A luxury threat.
Weeks later, someone threw a Molotov cocktail into Cudi’s Porsche. Police recovered DNA. It came back female. No charges were filed. No one followed up. No one from LAPD ever called him back.
Capricorn Clark didn’t testify. But in November 2023, she spoke without speaking.
She tweeted, "Black women end up being the sacrifice for the fuckery. Last 11 years of my life, I have had to deal with EVERYONE'S nonsensical allegiance to the devil. I pray that ends. I don't think highly of any of you. Can't keep your head down and pretend shit is cool no more. Do better."
On Instagram, she posted a verse from Proverbs 4:14.
"Do not set foot on the path of the wicked or walk in the way of evildoers. Avoid it. Do not travel on it. Turn from it and go on your way."
She didn’t name names. She didn’t give interviews. But her words carried weight. She had seen too much. Stayed too long. And whatever she was carrying still hadn’t been said in court.
Capricorn Clark was there for the building of the empire. She helped polish the brand. She helped keep secrets buried. And she was there the night it all cracked open.
If she ever testifies, it won’t just confirm the timeline. It will rewrite it.
And if she stays silent, the absence will speak louder than the truth ever could.
Mylah Morales: The Makeup Artist Who Covered the Bruises
Mylah Morales wasn’t just Cassie Ventura’s glam girl. She was one of the most respected celebrity makeup artists in the industry. Her client list included Rihanna, Mary J. Blige, Jennifer Lopez, and Ashanti. She worked red carpets, music videos, and magazine covers. But in Cassie’s case, she wasn’t applying glamour. She was hiding trauma.
Morales took the stand and confirmed what many had long suspected. Cassie didn’t just show up to photo shoots with flawless skin. She showed up with bruises. Swelling. Split lips. Red eyes. And silence.
“I’d ask her if she was okay,” Morales testified. “She’d say it was nothing. That she fell. That she hit something. But I knew. I could tell when someone was hurt by accident and when someone was hurt on purpose.”
She described one incident from Grammy weekend in 2010. Morales said she was lying on a couch in a Beverly Hills hotel suite when Sean Combs came in yelling. “Where the fuck is she?” she recalled him shouting. Cassie was in the bedroom. Morales heard screaming. When Combs left, she found Cassie with a swollen eye, a busted lip, and knots on her head.
At a Prince party. Yeah. The Prince.
“All I cared about was to get her to safety,” Morales said. She took Cassie to her home. A doctor friend examined the injuries and urged them to go to the hospital. Cassie refused.
It wasn’t the only time. Morales told the jury there were years of bruises. She adjusted her makeup kit to match. She started carrying color correctors and concealers two shades deeper. She packed cooling sticks. She said she worked quickly, gently, and quietly.
“She became more withdrawn,” Morales told the court. “It was like watching someone disappear in pieces.”
The silence around Combs was thick. Morales said everyone in the circle knew the rules. “We were always scared of Puff. He’s a powerful person, and we didn’t know what would happen to us if we spoke out.”
When asked why she was testifying now, Morales didn’t hesitate.
“I’m scared just even talking about this. But I feel like somebody has to.”
The defense pressed her on why she didn’t come forward sooner. Why she didn’t call the police. Why she kept doing Cassie’s makeup. Morales didn’t back down. She said the fear was real. That everyone around Combs knew better than to step out of line.
“I thought I was helping the only way I could,” she said.
And now, more than a decade later, she finally is. Her words hit like a truth that had been waiting to be named. Cassie hhs been voiceless for so long. And Mylah Morales had been the one to paint over it.
Until now.
Special Agent Gerard Gannon Continues
Homeland Security Investigations agent Gerard Gannon returned to the stand today to continue his testimony from Day 9. This time, he focused on what was found in the digital evidence recovered during the 2024 raid on Sean Combs’ Star Island mansion.
Gannon confirmed that agents seized multiple devices, including laptops and cell phones. One of the laptops was a MacBook Pro registered under the user name “Frank Black.” It had been reset to factory settings. Another laptop showed signs of physical damage. Gannon testified that it made a clicking noise when forensic imaging began, suggesting it had been dropped or tampered with.
The government submitted photographs from the Miami raid into evidence. Jurors were shown images of firearms, drugs, sex paraphernalia, and electronic equipment found throughout the residence. The agents also recovered a Gucci bag containing substances that tested positive for MDMA, ketamine, cocaine, and Xanax.
When asked about video evidence, Gannon confirmed that no footage involving Cassie Ventura was recovered. However, he said that other digital materials matched descriptions previously given by witnesses. This included camera angles, room layouts, and surveillance setups described by former employees.
Gannon did not elaborate on the content of those files. The focus remained on physical evidence, digital recovery, and the deliberate efforts to erase or destroy information.
But that silence mirrors a larger pattern. After Kid Cudi’s Porsche was bombed with a Molotov cocktail, police collected DNA. It came back female. Cudi testified that no one ever followed up. No arrest. No explanation. The defense tried to bring it up. The prosecution objected. The judge sustained. It ended right there.
Faheem Muhammad. You heard that name? Combs’ longtime head of security? He was known as a fixer. The man who could make problems disappear. Internal. External. Legal. He was photographed behind Combs at events. Always watching (Wazowski. I'm always watching.) The kind of presence that doesn’t just guard a body. It guards a system. Yale, know?
What Gannon couldn’t recover from the drives, and what Cudi never got from LAPD, may have come from the same person making it GO AWAY?? Muhammad, perhaps?
A house full of evidence. People trained to make sure none of it stuck.
What’s Coming Tomorrow
Friday’s court session is expected to bring more federal testimony and the voices of women who have stayed unnamed until now.
Special Agent Gerard Gannon will return to the stand to finish his testimony on the digital evidence recovered during the 2024 Miami raid. His final moments may clarify what was salvaged from Combs’ damaged devices, what was deliberately wiped, and whether the government believes obstruction of justice is already in motion.
The prosecution is also expected to call one of their Jane Doe witnesses. She will testify under a pseudonym. Shielded from the public but not from the truth. According to filings, her story takes place after Cassie. Her voice is meant to show that the abuse didn’t end when Cassie left. It evolved. It continued. It found new targets. And tomorrow, we may hear from someone who lived through the aftermath. Based on court filings, witness order, and narrative pacing, it is widely believed that this Jane Doe could be Victim 3!? Maybe!
The one who disappeared. The unnamed woman whose abuse began in the years after Cassie escaped. Her allegations include grooming, coercion, and non-consensual filming. She isn’t famous. She didn’t tour. She didn’t sign a contract. She was flown out. Used. Forgotten. Her story isn’t about stardom. It’s about survival.
We cannot confirm her identity. But if it is Victim 3? Man, the government is about to shift the timeline forward.
This trial isn’t just about what happened in the past. It’s about what may have never stopped.
Cassie is no longer the only one telling this story.
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And remember. Diddy being on trial doesn’t mean the system is broken. Weinstein rotting in prison doesn’t mean it’s been dismantled. Epstein being “dead” doesn’t mean the network is gone.
The trafficking never stopped. The elites are still protected. The children are still in danger.
Don’t look away. Don’t let it fade. There are still kids that need to be saved.
Children don't just disappear…
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Thank you Alice!!! Great report!! Very heavy. Don’t forget to get some “you” time to destress. Hugs.