Serial Killer Investigations (32 page)

His third wife, a pretty beautician named Faye, was made to pose for pornographic photographs, including bondage. Then he put pressure on her to become his partner in crime. Her job was to locate lonely elderly women. Her husband would then call them, claiming to be a ‘Federal Bank Examiner’, explain that her account was being tampered with, and that in order to help him catch the culprit, she had to withdraw money from her account; when she did this, the ‘Examiner’ would arrive at her house with a briefcase and dark suit, and convince her that he had to take the money away, but that it would be returned shortly. Faye estimated that the husband-and-wife team did this about thirty times and took around $1,200 on each occasion—although on one it was as high as $3,500.

His next moneymaking scheme involved kidnapping and extortion, using the same basic scheme as in the extortion that had ended in the murder of the bank manager’s male partner. This brought $60,000. Soon after this, Faye learned she was pregnant, refused his demand that she have an abortion, and left him.

His fourth wife was another pretty schoolgirl named Caryn, and the marriage began auspiciously when he returned to college (he was now 30) and took courses in philosophy, history, and government. But soon he was treating her as he treated Faye, and forcing her to become his accomplice in another extortion—a bank manager’s wife was held at pistol point and made to telephone her husband and tell him she would be killed unless he delivered $60,000 to a pickup point. In fact, he was able to raise only half this sum, which Caryn retrieved.

Under the stress of being married to Debardeleben, acting as his accomplice in crimes, and taking part in strange sexual games that involved bondage and beatings, Caryn developed acute nervous problems, including multiple personality disorder (which usually develops as an attempt to escape an intolerable reality). And eventually, Caryn did something that Right Men hate and fear more than anything else: she left him, and so became the object of an almost insane hatred. She, it seems, was the wife he was punishing vicariously when he kidnapped and raped women like Laurie Jensen, Elizabeth Mason, and Maria Santini.

Eventually, investigators would discover at least one occasion when this hatred led to murder. On 27 April 1983, in Beaumont, Texas, Rhoda Piazza, a 22-year-old topless dancer, was seen with a tall white male in a club called The Foxy Lady. Two days later, her naked body, raped, sodomised, and brutally beaten, was found beside a country road. Investigators connected DeBardeleben to this murder because among the many stolen license plates found in his storage unit was one from Beaumont, Texas, stolen just before the dancer disappeared; he had been passing counterfeit bills in a nearby town soon after. Marks on the body showed that she had been suspended in a harness and then lashed, beaten and tortured with cigarette burns. The position of one burn suggested it had been made while she was being anally raped.

The two detectives who had travelled from Texas to Virginia to interview him only met with frustration. As soon as they identified themselves as being from Beaumont, Texas, DeBardeleben stood up and walked out of the interview room. The inference seems to be that he had no desire to discuss Beaumont, Texas.

Roy Hazelwood, who was asked to survey the sexual materials seized from the storage facility—photographs, audiotapes, sheaves of notes and diary entries—concluded that DeBardeleben was the most selfdocumented sadist since the Marquis de Sade.

He also noted that DeBardeleben was a totally narcissistic egomaniac, and that his decision to act as his own defender—a typical decision for a narcissist—led to his downfall as much as any other factor. (As we have seen, Ted Bundy would have escaped execution if he had left the conduct of the trial to his lawyers.)

DeBardeleben’s major mistake came when he was cross-examining Lori Cobert, a 19-year-old who had been pulled over by a ‘police officer’ on 5 February 1981, who had made her fellate him before he let her go. In the courthouse at Manassas, Virginia, he took her through the crime in detail, so that spectators felt he was relishing it.

‘During the incident in this man’s car, it was dark all the time, wasn’t it?’

‘I could see.’

‘The interior lights were not on, were they?’

‘No.’

‘And there were no overhead interior lights, were there?’

‘No.’

‘The only lights they had there were these little small ones next to the door at the bottom of the door, right?’

‘Correct.’

Prosecutor Miliette would point out to the jury that DeBardeleben’s question revealed a knowledge of the car that indicated that it was his own. The panel required just 38 minutes to convict.

But it was not simply mistakes like this that led to the guilty verdict. Everything about his presentation underlined an overblown ego and conviction of his own cleverness. At his sixth and final trial, for the abduction and rape of Lori Jensen, he was sentenced to 60 years, bringing the total to 375.

In 1987, too late to help in the prosecution of DeBardeleben, law enforcement agencies gained a new tool with the introduction of genetic fingerprinting, discovered by the British scientist Dr Alec Jeffreys in 1984. This was founded on the recognition that every cell in our bodies is as individual as a fingerprint, so that a rapist can be identified from his semen, a fragment of skin under the victim’s nails, or even by a hair root. There are stretches in the DNA molecule (three feet long) where the genetic code differs dramatically for each individual (except identical twins), and which is therefore a ‘fingerprint’. It was used in the United Kingdom in November 1987, to identify the rapist of a 45-year-old disabled woman in Bristol. After that, it was used to establish the culprit in a case where two schoolgirls had been raped and murdered. All males in a whole country area near Leicester were asked for blood samples. In fact, the rapist, a bakery worker named

Colin Pitchfork, was not caught by his blood sample, but by his attempt to avoid giving it; he persuaded a friend to take the test for him, and the friend was overheard boasting about it. Pitchfork was questioned and confessed.

In Virginia at that time there was a far more brutal and dangerous rapist and killer. He took as much pleasure in raping and slowly strangling his victims, using a lubricant, as the Hillside Stranglers. Pettechial haemorrhages—small blood spots—under the eyelids revealed that he had tortured his victims with a tourniquet for up to an hour, repeatedly throttling them and then allowing them to breathe again.

The first victim had been 35-year-old Debbie Davis, who was asleep when the rapist broke into her apartment in Richmond, Virginia, on 19 September 1987. Two weeks later, on 3 October 32-year-old neurologist Dr Susan Hellams was attacked in her bedroom, subjected to lengthy rape and torture with a tourniquet, and then strangled with a belt; her husband, a law student, found her bound body in a wardrobe in the bedroom.

On 22 November the killer moved 20 miles away, to the home of a 15-year-old Korean student, Diane Cho, where she lived in Chesterfield County with her family. Her death had not even been noticed for most of a day because the killer had climbed through her bedroom window when she was asleep—she had removed the screen—and gagged her with duct tape before subjecting her to the lengthy rape and strangulation. The rapes, both vaginal and anal, had been exceptionally brutal, tearing her flesh. Since Diane had been working late at night on some assignment, her parents and brother assumed that she was sleeping late, and had not investigated until mid-afternoon.

Police went to the home of 44-year-old Susan Tucker after a call from her husband, who was away in his native Wales, and been unable to get an answer to his phone calls; she was a government employee, and they had no children. She was found face-down in the bedroom, naked except for a sleeping bag that covered her lower body; the rope around her wrist was also looped around her neck, so that any struggles would cause her to strangle herself. Semen was found on her nightdress, and two black pubic hairs. The contents of her handbag had been scattered on the floor, yet there was no sign that anything had been taken.

Detective Joe Horgas was reminded of a similar murder in Arlington three years earlier—that of 32-year-old attorney Carolyn Hamm, who had also been raped and strangled. Strangulation was obviously a part of the killer’s obsession; he had looped a rope around Carolyn Hamm’s neck, taken it over a ceiling pipe, and tied it to the bumper of a car in the garage.

A suspect named David Vasquez, 37, had been arrested. Neighbours had noticed him hanging around her house on the two days preceding the murder. A search of his apartment revealed girly magazines of the
Playboy
type, one containing a picture of a woman bound and gagged. He was not a highly intelligent individual, and the evidence suggested that he was a peeping Tom who liked to take photographs while he was doing it. The semen evidence did not link him to the crime, but police theorised that he was one of two intruders. Under interrogation he confessed, and was confined to prison.

A blood test on the semen on Susan Tucker’s nightdress revealed that the blood was type O, as in the Hamm case; but since that was the commonest type, this was of little help.

It was at this point that Horgan heard about the three rape-murders in nearby Richmond, and wondered if there might be a connection. The modus operandi were very similar. He had also just learned about Alec Jeffreys’ discovery in England, and instantly saw that genetic fingerprinting might be his solution. The only laboratory in the US that was performing DNA testing was Lifecodes of New York. And it was to them that the five semen samples were sent.

In 1987, the tests took about ten weeks. Meanwhile, Horgus learned of a series of rapes that had preceded the murders in Richmond. These had started early in 1983, but had then stopped. The probable reason, Horgus suspected, was that the rapist had been sent to prison. The first of three 1983 rapes had taken place in the Richmond suburb of Green Valley. Horgus reasoned that this was probably close to the rapist’s home, since a first rape is often committed where the rapist feels comfortable and knows his escape route.

Thousands of names of criminals were run through the computer. Then Horgus came upon a case with which he had been involved in the early 1980s—a young black burglar named Timothy Spencer, who had started his career with arson. Horgus had been to the home of Spencer’s mother to investigate a burglary in which Spencer—born 1962—was a possible suspect. And although Spencer had not been charged, Horgus had entered his name into the system.

Now Horgus realised he had a hit. Spencer had gone to jail in January 1984 for burglary, and had been released to a halfway house in Richmond two weeks before the murder of Debbie Davis. When Horgan checked the dates Spencer had signed out of the halfway house, each was the date of a murder. And when Susan Tucker was murdered in Arlington in December 1987, Spencer had been allowed back to his home in Washington on furlough for Thanksgiving.

When the results came back from Lifecodes, they showed that the same person had committed all five rapes.

Spencer was picked up for questioning in January 1988. When asked for a blood sample, he asked: ‘What has blood got to do with rape?’ But no one had mentioned rape.

His blood sample had the same genetic code as that of the Susan Tucker rapist, and he was charged with her murder.

The defence took the line that DNA fingerprinting was new and untested, and therefore unreliable. The prosecution replied that in that case, they would have to submit the evidence from the other rape-murder cases to prove their point. Understandably, the defence team dropped their objection.

Timothy Spencer was found guilty in July 1988 and sentenced to death; he was executed in the electric chair on 27 April 1994.

In due course, the efficiency of DNA testing improved until results came back in a matter of days rather than weeks. It also became possible to make copies of the DNA molecule, so that in cases where only a small quantity was available, an indefinite amount could be created. In the case of Gary Ridgway, the Green River killer (see Chapter Fourteen) this was to prove crucial.

It also became possible to open up ‘cold cases’ that had long ago been abandoned, so that most police departments created Cold Case teams to look into murders that might be several decades old.

The Virginia police files provide a striking example.

On 25 July 1980, 47-year-old Dorothy White was found stabbed and raped in her trailer; her throat had also been slashed. But a careful search by the physical evidence recovery team failed to find any clues to her murder. Although unmarried, she had been for years in a stable relationship with a used-car salesman, who was eliminated from the enquiry. Dozens of possible suspects were interviewed, but none detained. Over the years the case went cold.

In 1999, 19 years after the murder, the victim’s sister-in-law, Doris White, telephoned the local police department to ask whether they might try DNA fingerprinting. She spoke to Detective Sergeant Edgar Browning, who had worked on the case. Browning went back to the file for the original ‘perk’ kit (physical evidence recovery) and sent off the swabs taken from Dorothy White to the laboratory for testing.

Immense strides had been taken in DNA testing since Timothy Spencer had been convicted ten years earlier. In those days a fairly large quantity of semen was required—enough to cover a nickel. Now a spot almost invisible to the eye was sufficient, for it was possible to churn out copies by a method know as STR, or short tandem repeats (also known as PCR, polymerase chain reaction).

Since 1989, Virginia had also started to build a DNA fingerprint database, which now contained samples from 100,000 offenders.

Almost immediately, Browning had a match—a man named William Morrisette. He had, in fact, been among the suspects originally interviewed, for he did odd jobs for Dorothy White’s boyfriend, and occasionally mowed her lawn.

Morrisette was in the database because in 1985, he had approached a woman called Virginia Brown, who had been sitting in her car waiting for her daughter to come out of school. Morrisette had tried to gag her, and forced his way into the car, with the obvious intention of abducting and raping her; she had thrown her keys out of the car window. Then the approach of another car made him run away. Arrested a few days later, he had been sentenced to eight years for attempted abduction. But it was not until after his release, when he was re-arrested for parole violation, that Browning had asked for a blood sample to enter into the database.