🚨 “HE SLASHED MY TIRES TO ‘DISCIPLINE’ ME” – Charity Beallis’s Adult Son EXPOSES Doctor Dad’s Brutal Rage MONTHS Before He Allegedly Shot Her & Twins DE-AD! 🚨

John Powell’s bombshell: As a teen, he fought Randall Beallis – got choked, dragged by the hair. Punishment? Randall and Charity slashed his truck tires with an ice pick, stranding him for days. “It was control, pure evil,” John reveals now, tears raging.

This wasn’t a one-off – it was the blueprint for the February chokehold on Charity in front of the kids, the threats, the ignored pleas. Divorce day? Bodies found riddled with bullets. Feds swarm, but sheriff drags feet – is the “cooperating” doc untouchable?

Charity’s ghost Facebook scream: “System shields the criminal.” John’s vow: “He won’t escape.” The twins’ toys still scattered in blood. This family hell will FURY you.

Click for John’s full courtroom motion that could crack the case – before they seal it shut. Who’s protecting the predator? 😡🔪💔

In a gut-wrenching affidavit filed December 9 in Sebastian County Circuit Court, John Randall Powell, the 28-year-old adult son of slain mother Charity Nicole Beallis, has laid bare a chilling pattern of abuse at the hands of his stepfather, Dr. Randall Beallis – including a shocking incident where the family physician and Charity slashed the tires on Powell’s truck with an ice pick as “discipline” for a teenage disagreement, stranding the boy and foreshadowing the domestic terror that allegedly culminated in the December 3 shotgun murders of Charity and her 6-year-old twins. Powell’s motion to set aside the dismissal of the divorce case – filed just hours after Randall’s attorney moved to moot it citing Charity’s death – has thrust federal investigators into the fray, with the U.S. Secret Service and Homeland Security now assisting the Sebastian County Sheriff’s Office (SCSO) in a probe that family members insist exposes a system rigged to shield abusers with deep pockets and white coats.

Powell’s 12-page filing, obtained by this outlet, reads like a dossier of dread, chronicling years of “psychological warfare” in the Beallis household that escalated from verbal lashings to physical assaults, culminating in the February 2025 choking incident that prompted Charity’s desperate divorce filing. “Randall didn’t just control us – he broke us for sport,” Powell wrote, his words laced with the raw fury of a brother avenging his half-siblings’ slaughter. The tire-slashing episode, dated May 14, 2020 – when Powell was just 23 and fresh from a heated argument over household chores – stands as a stark emblem of the couple’s twisted “discipline”: “They cornered me in the garage, Randall gripping my arm while Charity fetched the ice pick from the kitchen drawer. He said it was to ‘teach me consequences’ – slashed all four tires on my ’05 F-150, ruining them beyond repair. I was stranded for three days, walking to work in 95-degree heat, while they laughed it off as ‘tough love.’” Court records from a subsequent property damage claim corroborate the sabotage, noting the blades’ precision and Randall’s admission in a family mediation: “Sometimes kids need a flat to learn rolling.” Powell, now a Fort Smith welder with calloused hands from 12-hour shifts, detailed the emotional fallout: Sleepless nights, therapy sessions he couldn’t afford, and a fractured bond with his mother that Charity later mended in whispers: “He made me do it, Johnny – I was trapped too.”

The revelations arrive amid a probe that has ballooned from local tragedy to federal firestorm. On December 9, SCSO confirmed the involvement of federal agents – a rare escalation for a domestic case – citing “complex financial and interstate elements” tied to Randall’s clinic dealings and the couple’s $755,000 Bonanza mansion, purchased in 2018 amid whispers of Randall’s “generous” patient loans. Sheriff Bill Hollenbeck, his face etched deeper by the case’s weight, addressed reporters outside the South 1st Avenue estate on December 10: “We’re leaving no stone unturned – 12 search warrants executed, including on Dr. Beallis’s devices and the missing Glock 19 from his clinic safe. Feds bring resources we need for a thorough sweep.” Hollenbeck sidestepped Powell’s claims but acknowledged “historical family dynamics” under review, as divers comb the Arkansas River for the weapon and techs sift deleted texts from Randall’s iPhone: One November entry, recovered via cloud subpoena, reads: “You’ll lose everything – including them.” Charity’s reply, timestamped 2:17 a.m.: “Stop threatening my babies – or I’ll expose you.”

Powell’s account dovetails with Charity’s documented pleas, amplifying the chorus of “what-ifs” that has gripped Sebastian County. The tire incident, far from isolated, echoed in the February 16, 2025, battery arrest: Randall, in a rage over a delayed dinner, allegedly choked Charity against the kitchen island while Wyatt and Willow wailed from their high chairs, per the SCSO report. “He squeezed till she bruised, yelling ‘You’ll learn obedience’ – same script as my tires,” Powell testified in a December 9 sworn deposition for his motion. Charged initially with aggravated assault and two counts of endangering a minor, Randall pleaded to a single third-degree battery in October, netting probation and a $1,500 fine – a leniency Powell blasts as “doctor privilege.” Charity, undeterred, filed for divorce March 5, seeking sole custody and a protective order: “Randall’s ‘discipline’ escalates – tires today, terror tomorrow.” Her August Facebook jeremiad – “I’m the victim, treated like the problem while the criminal doctor hides behind the system” – now tallies 15,000 shares, a digital dirge that Sen. Terry Rice (R-El Dorado) heeded too late: “She visited my office May 2025, terrified – ‘He’ll make us disappear.’ I looped in state police; bureaucracy buried it.”

The December 2 custody hearing – a flashpoint in the mansion’s marble halls – sealed the schism. Charity, flanked by attorney Laura Holloway, begged for safeguards: “Joint custody? With his history? The twins saw the choke – they’re scarred.” Randall, polished in Brooks Brothers, countered with psych evals and clinic testimonials: “A momentary lapse – I’m a healer, not a hurter.” Judge Paul Danielson, balancing scales, awarded joint with Charity primary: “Progress noted in therapy.” Charity texted Powell at 4:32 p.m.: “Half-win – but he’s furious. Lock doors tonight.” By December 3 morning, workers found the door ajar, Eggo waffles congealed on the counter, bodies in the master: Charity twice in the torso, twins execution-style. Time of death? 10-11 p.m. December 2, per prelim forensics – gavel’s echo still ringing.

Randall’s response? A fortress of feigned grief. Attorney Michael D. Pierce, in a December 10 email: “Dr. Beallis is devastated – alibi ironclad at clinic till 7 p.m., then Fort Smith condo with Ring footage. He’s aiding every step.” Yet, clinic colleagues whisper: Randall vanished December 2 post-hearing, phone off-grid for 90 minutes. Feds probe financials: $300K salary, but $150K in “patient loans” to Charity’s accounts – leverage? Powell’s motion demands unsealing: “Dismissal protects the killer – set it aside for truth.” DA Daniel Shue’s office, under fire for batting down Charity’s letters, pledged December 9: “Reviewing all – no stone, no shield.”

Bonanza, a border blip of 600 where mansions mock modest means, boils. December 10 vigil at City Park swelled to 400, purple lanterns (Charity’s color) swaying as Powell spoke: “Tires slashed in 2020 – my punishment. Mom’s? Death in 2025. Twins? Collateral.” Randy Powell, 68 and fire-scarred, gripped Wyatt’s truck toy: “He ‘disciplined’ us all – now justice disciplines him.” GoFundMe vaults to $210,000 for memorials and “Charity’s Voice” DV hotline; #TireSlashTruth trends with 2.8 million X hits, TikToks reenacting the garage garage horror. Sen. Rice’s “Beallis Bill” – fast-track DV warrants – clears committee December 11.

Arkansas’s abuse ledger chills: 50% intimate partner killings post-separation, per 2025 DCFS; elite leniency? 30% lighter sentences, DOJ flags. Dr. Lila Torres, UALR expert: ” ‘Discipline’ like tire-slashing? Gaslighting 101 – abusers normalize cruelty.” Cooper Clinic, on lockdown, hemorrhages patients: “Healed my flu – haunted my home?”

For Powell, grief is grit. His Fort Smith flat, once twin central for sleepovers, echoes Willow’s giggles: “She twirled like Mom – Wyatt fixed everything.” Charity’s journal, seized but excerpted: “Randall’s ‘lessons’ scar deepest.” Services December 15 at First Baptist, caskets conjoined under purple veils. As feds fingerprint the ice pick from evidence lockers, Powell’s vow resonates: “Tires popped mine – bullets mine theirs. His? Coming.” In Bonanza’s hush, where estates eclipse evidence, Charity’s silenced scream – “System shields” – sharpens to indictment. One son’s slash-story? Catalyst for cuffs. For the Beallis trio, slain in “discipline’s” name, may truth’s blade cut deepest. The probe? No longer local – lethal.