The Killer Across the Table. Mark Olshaker
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To the memory of Joan Angela D’Alessandro and in honor of Rosemarie D’Alessandro and all of the others who, through their inspiration, courage, and determination, strive for justice and safety for all children, this book is dedicated with love and admiration
CONTENTS
AUTHORS’ NOTE
IN A SMALL ROOM IN THE BIG HOUSE
INTRODUCTION: LEARNING FROM THE EXPERTS
1 LITTLE GIRL LOST
2 “I SLEPT WELL”
3 MIND OF THE KILLER
4 HUMAN FALLOUT
5 WHAT THE PSYCH PEOPLE SAID
6 RED RAGE AND WHITE RAGE
7 THE BOTTOM LINE
8 “SUBSTANTIAL LIKELIHOOD”
9 JOAN’S LEGACY
II “KILLING FOR ME WAS JUST LIKE SECOND NATURE”
10 ALL IN THE FAMILY
11 THE ABANDONED VOLKSWAGEN
12 INSIDE THE WALLS
13 “THE CONVENIENCE OF THE SITUATION”
14 “THERE WERE VICTIMS IN BETWEEN”
15 POWER, CONTROL, EXCITEMENT
16 PLAYING GOD
17 WORKING NIGHTS
18 THE MAKING OF A KILLER
19 “I HAVEN’T CHANGED A BIT”
20 FALLEN ANGEL
IV “NO ONE MADE ME DO ANYTHING”
21 THE SUPERBIKE MURDERS
22 WHAT HAPPENED TO KALA AND CHARLIE?
23 WHAT MADE TODD TICK?
24 “GOOD OR BAD, I STILL WANT TO KNOW”
25 ORGANIZED VERSUS DISORGANIZED
26 NATURE AND NURTURE
EPILOGUE: A KILLER’S CHOICE
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
ALSO BY JOHN E. DOUGLAS AND MARK OLSHAKER
ABOUT THE PUBLISHER
The opinions expressed in this book belong to the authors alone and do not reflect those of the FBI or any other organization.
IN A SMALL ROOM IN THE BIG HOUSE
Here, it is not so much Who done it?, but Why?
And in the end, if we have discovered the Why? and add in How?, we will also come to understand the Who? Because Why? + How? = Who.
The aim is not to be a friend. The aim is not to be a foe. The aim is to get to the truth.
It is a verbal and mental chess match without any game pieces; a sparring session without body contact; an endurance contest in which each side will seek out and exploit the other’s weaknesses and insecurities.
We sit across a small table from each other in a dimly lit room whose cinder-block walls are painted a pale bluish gray. The only window is in the locked steel door, and it is small and reinforced with wire mesh. A uniformed guard peers through from the other side, making sure everything remains in order.
In a maximum security prison, nothing is considered more important.
We have been at this for two hours already and finally the moment is ripe. “I want to know in your own words what it was like twenty-five years ago,” I say. “How did this all happen to get you here? That girl—Joan—did you know her?”
“Well, I’d seen her in the neighborhood,” he replies. His affect is calm and his tone is even.
“Let’s go back to the moment she came to the door. Tell me what happened, step by step, from that point on.”
It is almost like hypnosis. The room is silent, and I watch him transform in front of me. Even his physical appearance seems to change before my eyes. His eyes are unfocused and he looks beyond me to stare at the vacant