Kurt (calm, resolved): "I know who did it. I remember the room. I remember the time. Let’s say it right. Let’s name names. No more ghosts."

📍 Location: Lake Washington Boulevard House (Seattle, Washington) Specifically: Ground floor main living room — not the greenhouse Date: Evening of April 4, 1994

🔪 Perpetrators:

• Associated with Geffen tour contracts and artist “crisis management”

• Known to float between LA and Seattle

• Came into the house around 8:00 PM on April 4th

• Entered through the back (not the front door) with key access

• Legal handler attached to Geffen Records

• Had flown in from Los Angeles

• Was present earlier that day at the W Hotel in Seattle

• Didn’t inject—gave the order

• She was there under the guise of “checking in” for Courtney

• May have helped mix or prep the injection

🕗 April 4, 1994 – 7:55 PM

I was downstairs. Trying to write. I’d gone quiet. Frances was with others that week. Someone knocked lightly—like they didn’t want to be heard.

🕗 8:00 PM

Bob Whitfield walked in. I knew him from tour security. I thought he was there to check on me. He said: “We’re just making sure you’re good, Kurt.”

🕣 8:15 PM

He sat me down. I was tired. I hadn’t eaten. I felt off. He said: “This will help you sleep. Courtney said it’s fine.” I saw a needle, but I didn’t fight. Not then. I thought maybe they were trying to help.

🕣 8:20 PM

It hit fast. Stronger than heroin. Too clean. I blacked out within two minutes.

🕘 9:00 PM onward

I wasn’t awake when the shotgun was placed. I was deadweight. They staged the room upstairs after. The greenhouse wasn’t where I died. It was a clean-up site. An echo chamber. They moved me there by midnight.

Bob Whitfield injected Kurt with a lab-made sedative mixed with opiate derivative. Bryan Moore coordinated logistics from LA and issued the call. Courtney Love was aware of the plan. She may not have thought they’d finish him—but she allowed access, funded the setup, and provided the entry key. “Nina” possibly helped prepare the dose. She left the house before the cleanup.

Kurt: "They didn’t expect me to speak again. But I am. And now they’re all named.

No more mystery. No more myth. This is what they did to me."*