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13 Scotts Road, Shepherds Bush @Googlemaps2025 April2023
Welcome to the Murder Mile UK True-Crime Podcast and audio guided walk of London's most infamous and often forgotten murder cases, all set within and beyond London's West End.
EPISODE THREE HUNDRED AND SEVEN: 13 Scotts Road in Shepherds Bush was the home to 71 year-old Paul Longworth and 53-year-old Albert Alfonso for 12 years. On Monday 8th of July 2024, both men were brutally murdered 10 hours apart. It’s a horrific case about love, death, sex and sadism, featuring so many unsettling details (including a four-camera video of Albert’s brutal murder) that the jury were only allowed to hear it, not see it. But were they killed for malice or money?
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UNEDITED TRANSCRIPT: Two bodies in suitcases hacked apart and dumped. Was it greed or revenge? Find out on Murder Mile. Today I’m standing on Scotts Road in Shepherd’s Bush, W12; four roads west of the last killing by the Shoe Box Killer, two roads south of the paedophile known as The Beast, one road south of the Prince of Shepherd’s Bush, and two streets east of the raging widow’s fury - coming soon to Murder Mile. The eastern side of Scotts Road comprises of a cul-de-sac surrounded by garages, council flats and a line of red-bricked townhouses with a garage on the ground floor, a kitchen and a living room above and two bedrooms and a bathroom at the top. From the outside, No13 looks like any other house; with a car on the drive, bins out for rubbish, cactuses in the window and its black curtains closed - it’s as if Roadrunner and Wile E Coyote have finally kissed, made up, ‘got a room’ and are making whoopie. But as innocent as this house may seem, even before this brutal double murder, this was a place of secrets; where rough sex was as commonplace as a nighttime cup of cocoa, where extreme porn was like watching Eastenders, and sadistic and racist role-play was as ordinary as a good book at bedtime. It all came to a head on Monday 8th of July 2024, when the owners (Paul Longworth & Albert Alfonso) were brutally butchered by Albert’s live-in lover. But what drove him to kill; was it money or malice? My name is Michael, I am your tour guide, and this is Murder Mile. Episode 307: The Shepherd’s Bush Suitcase Murders. To everyone who knew them, 71-year-old Paul Longworth (formerly of Ireland) and 63-year-old Albert Alfonso (originally from France) were an ordinary couple enjoying their loving but uneventful romance in the latter part of their lives. Having entered a civil partnership in February 2023, this marked their commitment to each other, but they had actually been living as a couple for more than a decade. Back in 2013, they had moved into this three-storey townhouse at 13 Scotts Road, just off Goldhawk Road, and according to their neighbours “Albert and Paul were lovely guys… both really friendly, polite and smiled a lot… they were a very nice couple who were genuinely fond of one another”. And even though, one year after they tied the knot, they had separated, they still lived together as soul mates. Together they were inseparable, but what drove them to be close was what drove them apart being such different personalities. Paul was quiet, calm and passive, a sweet soul who many said “wouldn’t harm a fly”, and as a self-employed handyman who was enjoying a well-earned retirement, he hadn’t packed away his toolbelt, hammers, drills and power saws, as he still loved to fix and built anything. As the younger and the fitter of the two, Albert was a swimming instructor at the Mode Club in nearby Acton, and although just weeks before his murder, he told the barman at the Shepherd and Flock pub near his flat “I’m retiring soon”, he wasn’t planning to slow down, as this was an opportunity to make the most of this new stage in his life; with more travelling, more people and more anonymous sex. Whereas Paul enjoyed the emotional side of being a couple; like kissing, cuddling, meals and romantic walks in the park, Albert had a predilection for rough sex and role-play, so although, having split, they slept in separate bedrooms in the same house, they were close and loving, just not in a sexual way. In his bedroom on the top floor of 13 Scotts Road, sat naked at his laptop in front of a webcam, Albert got his thrills from tugging one off to internet porn, uploading videos of himself having sex, and also paying others to fulfil his fantasies for a fee; it was all very harmless, consensual and anonymous. In 2012, on an online forum, Albert (under an unnamed alias) began chatting to a man known only as 'iamblackmaster' and 'mrd**k20cm', paying him to film himself masturbating and performing sex acts on other men, which he also uploaded to porn sites like Stripchat, Camfinder, XGays and XHamster. For a decade, they only knew each other virtually, until Albert decided to make his fantasy a reality. In 2022, after the Covid lockdowns, Albert met him for the very first time… …two years later, 'iamblackmaster' brutally butchered both Albert & Paul. 'iamblackmaster's real name was Yostin Andres Mosquera, a slim and muscular 34-year-old Columbian from Medellin. Initially, their relationship was transactional, when in 2022, Albert flew 5000 miles to pay Yostin $80 a time to perform sex acts, but it soon blossomed into a friendship and maybe more. In March 2024, Albert & Paul holidayed in the exclusive Hotel Isla del Encanto, which translates as the ‘island of enchantment’, a luxury all-inclusive resort nestled on the Isla Barú near Cartagena. Accessed only by a chauffeur driven speedboat, this 5-star hotel on a tropical island has a private beach, pools, maid service, restaurants, sauna, and it cost per night as much as most Columbians earn in a month. For Albert & Paul, this was a regular holiday as they loved living the highlife, but for Yostin, although he was now a friend and some might say a lover, this was a life he could only experience in his dreams. So, at the end of that week of extravagance, as Albert & Paul packed their summer clothes into a large silver trunk (all battered and tatty with an address label in case it got lost), as Yostin went back to his old life as a broke and struggling self-proclaimed ‘porn star’, it must have seemed like a blessing when Albert (and possibly Paul) paid for him to fly to London and to stay in their Shepherd’s Bush home. In October 2023, and later in June 2024, Yostin arrived at Heathrow carting a battered maroon hard-shell suitcase containing his meagre belongings, and although Albert made him feel welcome by taking him sightseeing, giving him a guest membership at the Mode Club, signing him up to the five-a-side football team and even paying for him to learn English at Ealing College, being on a 3-month tourist visa, he knew he couldn’t stay forever, and although his board and lodging was free, it wasn’t all free. In court, Yostin told the jury, “I continued the sex with him, as Albert said he’d pay”, but he didn’t. His travel was paid, as was his bed, food and clothes, as well as an air-fryer which was given to his mother. That was his defence, and with Albert dead, it’s hard to contest it. During his trip, Yostin also met a young black man from a similarly disadvantaged background known only by the alias of ‘James Smith’, who stated “they seemed to enjoy one another's company", but when ‘James’ initiatively asked Yostin “are you gay or straight?”, he stated that – as a man with a wife and child back home in Columbia - “I’m just doing it for the money” - something that ‘James’ understood, agreeing “great, so am I”. It began as a series of anonymous sex acts via webcam using aliases and avatars… …but where there’s secrets and lies, there is also deception and darkness. ‘James Smith’ stated he first met Albert Alfonso back in 2005, nearly 20 years ago. In court, he alleged that when he 17 or 18 (so still technically a child), he had gone to Alfred’s flat for drinks after a rugby match. The next morning, having awoken with ‘a banging headache’, James said "I said to him, 'what's happened?'”, and on his camera, “Albert showed a video of me on all fours, and he was penetrating me”, while James was unconscious. Cross-examined in court, the defence barrister asked: "does it cross your mind that you were raped?", he said "now, yes,", "does it cross your mind that your drink may have been spiked?", "now, yes,", "and that you were groomed by Albert Alfonso?", "now, yes,". He was young and innocent, "I didn't know what to do. I was mortified. I didn't know my sexuality. I was confused and scared, [being a] black boy in London, gay - whether drunk or not - it didn't matter". He said Alfred assured him “I won’t show it to anyone, but in return, you have to do ‘favours’ for me”. Being vulnerable, broke and coerced by an older man with money, James stated that Alfred would pay him about £150 for sex, and over time “it became routine and consensual” to the point that, when James needed money, even though he had been raped by Albert, sometimes he’d initiate the contact. To many, that may seem strange, that a victim of a serious sexual assault would willingly maintain a relationship with their abuser, and even request more sex, but it’s a complicated form of manipulation and violence, where James would be treated like a friend, a lover and an object, which was made even worse when Covid isolated us all, crashed everyone’s finances, and left James stuck in a little bubble. Yostin claimed he was also a victim of Albert’s abuse, but was this the truth, or a second-hand alibi? At his trial for Paul & Albert’s double murder, Yostin stated “Albert would instruct me to do things… sexual things, he told me to use my imagination, but he was the one telling me what to do" in these sex acts he claimed “I never enjoyed”, but continued doing it for the money he said he never received. Albert’s kink was ‘black domination’ fantasies, being abused and dominated by a ‘black slave master’ and being subjected to degrading and humiliating acts as his ‘white submissive’. It was role play with costumes and characters, but it wasn’t the kind of kinky little pantomime a bored couple may engage in to liven-up a dull love life, this was rough violent sex where Albert was tied up, beaten, hurt, violated anally with a large strap-on penis, and although he thrashed and moaned in pain as the ‘black master’ beat and degraded him by urinating, vomiting and even defecating on him, it was all at his request. Yet Yostin claimed there was truth in his fantasy, as in their ordinary life, Albert racially abused him, made him feel “small” and “empty”, forced him to sleep on the floor, denied him friends, and took his keys away whenever he left the flat – of course with Albert & Paul being dead, no-one can disprove it. The last time ‘James’ saw the couple alive was on Friday 5th of July 2024, three days before the murder. In one of the bedrooms, ‘James’, Yostin and Albert were having three-way sex. It was casual, ordinary and consenting. ‘James’ stated “After the session, Paul came and sat with us and we talked … he gave me a hug, that was the last I heard of those two", with their deaths coming as a great shock to him… …but the evidence suggests this was all a premeditated plan by Yostin. He began researching the killings at the end of June, just weeks after his arrival in the UK. He searched “serial killers of London”, “how to dispose of a body” and “best ways to poison”, oddly all are blogs written by myself, but this could simply be the internet search of a true crime fan. Yet the next search was more damning, it was said that he had not only researched the value of their home in Scotts Road, but he also copied a PowerPoint document containing Paul & Albert’s bank logins and passwords. They weren’t rich, but compared to this impoverished Columbian, they were as good as millionaires. Monday 8th of July 2024 saw the start of a heatwave of 32 degrees which would last the week, and as a city which grinds to a halt the second the sun peeps from behind its usual grey gloom, when it gets hot, it gets hot, and in a concrete and glass jungle like Shepherd’s Bush, everything is too hot to touch. Overseas, Ukraine was in flames as forty miles of Russian artillery fired on Kyiv, the French far-right were kept at bay by a left-wing alliance, and England was to play Netherlands in the Euro’s semi-final. That morning, being sat in Albert’s top-floor bedroom, Yostin did several internet searches in Spanish; “where on head is a knock fatal” and how much damage a “blow to the head would cause”, as although he’d plead self-defense, for the prosecution “he murdered both men, he intended to kill them, his actions were planned and premeditated, and he immediately set about trying to steal from them”. Jurors were told “he was in complete control of his actions”, which were 'strategic and premeditated'. Between 12:30pm and 1pm, neighbours in the council flats opposite saw the black curtains at 13 Scotts Road being drawn, and being the height of a blisteringly hot day, it didn’t seem strange. Albert was at work finishing his final days as a swimming instructor, so inside Paul and Yostin had been left alone. Yostin didn’t dislike Paul - who could? – but as an obstacle to his money, it’s likely he was in the way. As Paul entered the bathroom, from behind, Yostin smashed him over the head with his hammer and shattered the back of his skull with nine frenzied blows. If he’d have hated him, he’d be mutilated, but he didn’t, in fact his killing was so fast, the 71-year-old only had defensive wounds to his hands, and having shoved the body under the bed, Yostin wiped up with a towel, and locked the bedroom door. He was killed as fast as he was forgotten, yet in court, Yostin claimed he was neither the culprit nor target, stating “I heard them pushing each other in the bathroom… Albert always had problems with Paul” – even though everyone agreed that although their lives were unconventional, they loved each other - and that Albert threatened him, “if you tell anyone, something bad will happen to your family”. At around dusk, possibly having stopped off at his favourite pub for a pint, Albert returned home. It’s uncertain how Paul’s disappearance or his locked bedroom was explained, but at around 10pm, Yostin claimed that Albert needed sex (as he did at least four times a day), so they headed up to his bedroom. He had a double bed fitted with plastic sheets to wipe clean the bodily fluids which were ejected from any-and-every orifice as the dominant ‘black master’ humiliated his submissive ‘white slave’. Around the bed to capture Albert’s sexual degradation, as always, Yostin had set-up four cameras; a webcam on the desk, one at the foot of the bed, one on a bedside table and a tablet attached to a ceiling fan, with the explicit footage to be edited later and uploaded to a wealth of S&M and hard core porn sites. For anyone else, this would seem creepy and sinister, but for Yostin and Albert, this was just sex. With the blinking red-eye of each camera flashing like jackals winking, their consensual sadism began. Both men were naked except for Albert wearing a swimming cap and a black leather eye-mask, as Yostin the ‘black master’ urinated on his subordinate, his foul waste product (somehow) arousing him. It’s all about pain and danger, as the ‘black master’ took his ‘white slave’ to and beyond his threshold, strapping his backside with bondage tape, painfully cutting it away with a sharp knife and having taken poppers (amyl nitrate) to get high and relax his sphincter, Yostin penetrated him with a strap-on dildo. Again, this was a normal night-in for Albert, so the pain he felt prior didn’t scare him, but so horrific was his murder that the jurors were only shown the video’s audio for fear that it may traumatise them. At roughly 10:15pm, with Albert on all fours and facing away, having waited for the right moment, “he took hold of (Albert’s) chin with his left hand” as if he was caressing it, “pulls his head back, and with his right hand, stabs him in the neck… deliberately, precisely", as blood spurted from his carotid artery. Mocking him, Yostin is heard on the audio saying "you likey?", and as Albert struggles to get up, with blood pouring down his chest, as Yostin holds him in a headlock, as Albert screams, Yostin repeatedly plunges an 8-inch kitchen knife deep into Albert’s face, neck and chest 13 times repeating “you likely”? No-one acknowledged his cries, as the room was soundproofed for sex, Paul was long since dead, and as Yostin pulled him back onto the bed, from ear-to-ear, he slit Albert’s throat so he too is deceased… …only his death wasn’t mercifully swift, but painfully slow. On the video, forensics stated “he is heard struggling to breathe then his body goes limp”, only Yostin doesn’t stop to acknowledge his crime or the river of blood spewing from the neck, but instead, places Albert’s slowly dying body on a plastic sheet, and in Spanish, bursts into song and starts to dance. Put aside his alibi of self-defence, and by these actions alone, his motive is clear as his goal was money. With Albert’s body barely-alive and twitching at his feet, without a single ounce of compassion, Yostin opened up the spreadsheet, searched for the cost of houses in his hometown of Medellin, and even though he had the log-ins and passwords for Paul & Albert’s accounts at Barclays, Halifax, NatWest, Moneygram and Paypal, he failed to send £4000 (21 ½ million Pesos) to his own account in Colombia. Undeterred, after a shower and a change of clothes, having left two bodies brutally massacred in both bedrooms, although he’d claim “I didn’t steal the money, I was owed it”, at 10:50pm barely 30 minutes after Albert’s murder, he tried to drain the accounts dry at the Sainsbury’s cash machine on Goldhawk Road, but with the system sensing that something was amiss, all the cards were declined and frozen. We know this because Yostin thought he had switched off the webcam but he hadn’t, he didn’t destroy the video files (no-one knows why), and as he wasn’t entitled to claim the house, any life insurance or the contents of both men’s wills, the webcam captured him counting the haul from both killings… …just £900. The clean-up and disposal of the bodies was as badly planned and pathetic and the killings themselves. The next morning, using Albert’s phone, in bad English he texted “flying to Costa Rica, family problem, back in eight weeks”, which of course raised suspicions. At 1.19pm, CCTV on the flats at Scotts Court opposite caught him in the bedroom window wearing white overalls. He left, returned at 2.09pm with the large maroon suitcase, and that evening, neighbours heard the sounds of power tools being used. In the bathroom, he decapitated both bodies, severing the heads at the neck and the legs at the hips with an electric saw, so each body was split into three; a head, a torso with arms, and legs with feet. But even with a maroon suitcase and Paul & Albert’s large silver trunk, being too small to carry both bodies in one go, that same day, Yostin went on FaceBook Marketplace and ordered a chest freezer. Again, seen on CCTV, it was delivered that day by an unsuspecting man-in-a-van who was paid in cash. The next day, on Wednesday the 10th of July, he separated the body parts; in the silver trunk was the torso, arms and legs of Paul Longworth, still wearing a black Giorgio Armani t-shirt, with a white towel and a Marks & Spencer blanket to soak up the ooze, but oddly, no plastic sheeting to trap the smell or stop the flies from feeding on his rotting meat in this mini heatwave; and in the large maroon suitcase was Albert’s torso, arms and legs, wrapped in nothing but a beach towel of Arsenal Football Club. So, what was left behind in the chest freezer? Just their heads, with Albert still wearing the swimming cap and black leather eye mask, and although the night was warm, he didn’t switch on the freezer. After a pitiful attempt at destroying the evidence; in which he mopped-up using a kettle and towels (but left blood everywhere); tossed the sex toys, the strap-on, the bloodied knife and their phones into the communal bin (even though bin-day had passed), and bafflingly left behind the hammer and his white overalls in a Sainsbury’s carrier bag with a receipt for his recent purchases, to celebrate his good fortune, he spent part of the £900 at The Central Bar on Shepherd’s Bush Green as seen on CCTV. But what did he plan to do with the bodies? Bury them, or burn them? No, he decided to throw the cases off a bridge into a river, and even though the nearest was the River Thames at Hammersmith Bridge, which was a mile away and closed to traffic – not being British – he Googled ‘tall bridge, England’ and decided on the Clifton Suspension Bridge, 114 miles east in Bristol. The problem was he couldn’t drive, so again, Googling it, he hired Julio Romero, an unsuspecting man-in-another-van to take him and these two suspiciously heavy suitcases on a 2 and a ½ hour journey, costing almost £200 of his £900 score, and then at Bristol, he hired a taxi to take him out to Clifton. Of all the nights to dispose of a body, a weekday was the quietest, but being surrounded by pubs and with England playing the Netherlands in the Euro 2024 semi-final, by the time he arrived at 10:50pm, pubs were kicking out, and (for no known reason) he had the taxi drop him a ¼ mile from the bridge. Outside of The Mall pub on Gloucester Row, as Yostin wrestled the two 10-stone cases from the back of a blue taxi, Mr & Mrs Malone, two tourists from Florida joked “hey, what's in them? Bodies?”, not knowing the truth as Yostin dragged the cases towards the bridge, but with one of the handles broken and two busted wheels having buckled under the weight, that 5 minute walk took almost half an hour. At 11:20pm, he tried to throw the cases off the 250-foot high bridge into the gorge below, but couldn’t lift them over the barriers, and even if he could, there were safety nets below to stop suicides. Realising he had left incriminating ‘drag’ marks on the pavement, he tried to wash it away by urinating, which alerted two maintenance staff, and then a cyclist, who spotted a ‘red liquid’ oozing from a case. With the ploy (that the cases were full of car parts and that the leak must be engine oil) not working, Yostin dumped them both, and fled to nearby Leigh Woods where he hid in the bushes. At 12:07am, the Police arrived, opened the cases to see two bodies and although he had destroyed their IDs, on the silver trunk he’d left a label from their holiday in Columbia complete with their names and address. At 4:30am, Police smashed down the door of 13 Scotts Road and found a crime scene and their heads. On Friday 12th of July, having named and distributed his description, at 2:15am the next morning, he was arrested while sitting on a bench at Bristol Temple Meads Station, wearing a t-shirt stained with Alfred’s blood, and minus a shoe. He was charged with double murder and committed for trial. (End) Held at Belmarsh Prison, the trial began in April 2025 at the Old Bailey. Yostin Mosquera pleaded ‘not guilty’ of both murders, claiming that Paul Longworth was killed by Albert Alfonso, and pleading ‘guilty’ of Albert’s manslaughter but owing to ‘a loss of control’, which the prosecution rejected. With a wealth of evidence against him - being the knife, the CCTV, the bodies, the suitcases and the video of the sex and the murder – a conviction seemed almost certain, but with an issue over the timings of when each internet search was made, for the sake of a fair trial, on the 15th of May 2025, the jury was discharged. A retrial began on the 30th of June 2025 at Woolwich Crown Court, with Yostin’s defence being that he was forced to commit each sex act against his will, that Albert had threatened his family, that he had killed in self-defence, and that although he “felt very sad and wanted to leave", he remained close and friendly with Albert who he claimed “raped me every day” – although no evidence of this exists. On the 21st of July 2025, 35-year-old Yostin Andres Mosquera was found guilty of the murders of Paul Longworth and Albert Alfonso. His sentencing has been delayed until the 24th of October 2025, as the judge has ordered him to be psychiatrically assessed. And as he wasn’t a British citizen but a Columbian national, once he has served his sentence, it is likely he will be deported back to his home country. Often we never really know what goes on behind our neighbour’s doors, and yet, even with the grisly webcam recording of Albert’s murder, what went on at 13 Scotts Road, will never truly be known. The Murder Mile UK True Crime Podcast has been researched using the original declassified police investigation files, court records, press reports and as many authentic sources as possible, which are freely available in the public domain, including eye-witness testimony, confessions, autopsy reports, first-hand accounts and independent investigation, where possible. But these documents are only as accurate as those recounting them and recording them, and are always incomplete or full of opinion rather than fact, therefore mistakes and misrepresentations can be made. As stated at the beginning of each episode (and as is clear by the way it is presented) Murder Mile UK True Crime Podcast is a 'dramatisation' of the events and not a documentary, therefore a certain amount of dramatic licence, selective characterisation and story-telling (within logical reason and based on extensive research) has been taken to create a fuller picture. It is not a full and complete representation of the case, the people or the investigation, and therefore should not be taken as such. It is also often (for the sake of clarity, speed and the drama) presented from a single person's perspective, usually (but not exclusively) the victim's, and therefore it will contain a certain level of bias and opinion to get across this single perspective, which may not be the overall opinion of those involved or associated. Murder Mile is just one possible retelling of each case. Murder Mile does not set out to cause any harm or distress to those involved, and those who listen to the podcast or read the transcripts provided should be aware that by accessing anything created by Murder Mile (or any source related to any each) that they may discover some details about a person, an incident or the police investigation itself, that they were unaware of.
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