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“I want him captured; I don’t care who he is. Looking at such a man’s face is anticlimactic; attaching a name, even more so. We know what he did; any information beyond that will inevitably feel pedestrian, pale, somehow cliché: “My mother was cruel. I hate women. I never had a family. . . .” And so on. I want to know more about true, complete people, not dirty scraps of humans.”
― I'll Be Gone in the Dark: One Woman's Obsessive Search for the Golden State Killer
― I'll Be Gone in the Dark: One Woman's Obsessive Search for the Golden State Killer
“Most violent criminals smash through life like human sledgehammers. They have fists for hands and can’t plan beyond their sightlines. They’re caught easily. They talk too much. They return to the scene of the crime, as conspicuous as tin cans on a bumper. But every so often a blue moon surfaces. A snow leopard slinks by.”
― I'll Be Gone in the Dark: One Woman's Obsessive Search for the Golden State Killer
― I'll Be Gone in the Dark: One Woman's Obsessive Search for the Golden State Killer
“The victims recede from view. Their rhythm is off, their confidence drained. They’re laden with phobias and made tentative by memory. Divorce and drugs beset them. Statutes of limitations expire. Evidence kits are tossed for lack of room. What happened to them is buried, bright and unmoving, a coin at the bottom of a pool. They do their best to carry on.”
― I'll Be Gone in the Dark: One Woman's Obsessive Search for the Golden State Killer
― I'll Be Gone in the Dark: One Woman's Obsessive Search for the Golden State Killer
“In my case, the monsters recede but never vanish. They are long dead and being born as I write.”
― I'll Be Gone in the Dark: One Woman's Obsessive Search for the Golden State Killer
― I'll Be Gone in the Dark: One Woman's Obsessive Search for the Golden State Killer
“One day soon, you’ll hear a car pull up to your curb, an engine cut out. You’ll hear footsteps coming up your front walk. Like they did for Edward Wayne Edwards, twenty-nine years after he killed Timothy Hack and Kelly Drew, in Sullivan, Wisconsin. Like they did for Kenneth Lee Hicks, thirty years after he killed Lori Billingsley, in Aloha, Oregon.
The doorbell rings.
No side gates are left open. You’re long past leaping over a fence. Take one of your hyper, gulping breaths. Clench your teeth. Inch timidly toward the insistent bell.
This is how it ends for you.
“You’ll be silent forever, and I’ll be gone in the dark,” you threatened a victim once.
Open the door. Show us your face.
Walk into the light.”
― I'll Be Gone in the Dark: One Woman's Obsessive Search for the Golden State Killer
The doorbell rings.
No side gates are left open. You’re long past leaping over a fence. Take one of your hyper, gulping breaths. Clench your teeth. Inch timidly toward the insistent bell.
This is how it ends for you.
“You’ll be silent forever, and I’ll be gone in the dark,” you threatened a victim once.
Open the door. Show us your face.
Walk into the light.”
― I'll Be Gone in the Dark: One Woman's Obsessive Search for the Golden State Killer
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