Parolee confesses to 2 murders after stabbed body found in his bed.
Imagine that conversation.
Officer: What’s that in your bed.
Parolee: What bed?
Officer: That bed.
Officer: The one I’m pointing at.
Parolee: Oh. That bed.
Officer: Yes. That one. What’s in it.
Parolee: I never saw that bed before in my life.
Officer: This is your apartment, right?
Parolee: Oh yes. But I have no idea where that bed came from or how it got in here.
Officer: So I have your permission to look in the bed?
Parolee: Well, let’s say, hypothetically, that it was my bed. If – and that’s if – it was, how much trouble would I be in?
Officer: That depends. What’s in the bed?
Parolee: It’s not my bed so I don’t really know, but let’s say a body is in the bed, then what?
But this isn’t the worst part.
You see, the police had gone to the parolee’s apartment to question him about a 1993 unsolved stabbing death.
The news report said he wasn’t home. It didn’t say how the officers entered and found a woman. In the bed. Under the covers. Stabbed to death.
The parolee later confessed to yet two other stabbing deaths. (Oh, you found the body? Did you also find the ones I stabbed in 1993?)
The parolee was currently on parole after serving13 years for attempting to murder a young woman by (you’ll never guess) stabbing her.
And that was after spending 17 years in South Carolina prisons following a 1970’s stabbing spree that involved at least seven female victims.
I’m guessing this guy didn’t take rejection well.
But the real question is: what the hell was he doing on parole?