Murder Pattern on the I-70– The I-70 Killer Part 2

It was an unexpected scene that greeted police. Very little cash had been stolen from the cash register, but for this it seems the young clerk had been killed. The body of 26 year old Robin Fuldauer was found in the back room of the Payless Shoe Source. She had been shot once to the back of the head, execution style. She had not been molested in any way.

The cash receipts offered the only real clue. From the records it seemed the killer must have come in the store during the lull after lunch– between 1:30 pm. and 2 pm. Robin had been alone at this time. The killer was assumed to have exited the backroom door after having coldly dispatched her. I-70 victim-Robin

The date was April 8, 1992. The place: Indianapolis on Pendleton Pike. The killer had been careful. No one suspected anything had happened until an employee of the gas station next door came and checked.

Everybody liked Robin; she had no enemies, etc. and so forth. The eulogies only serve to remind us there was no known motive to the murder.  No personal revenge. No psychopath with a sexual kink. And the small amount of money didn’t seem worth the trouble of robbing the store let alone killing the clerk.

The evidence was slim. The killer used a small caliber weapon– a .22 automatic. The shell casing left behind proved that. But shell casings also leave ejection marks. Although this was a small caliber, it seemed to be a specific type that could carry a large capacity ammo clip. This creep was ready to do some heavy duty shooting if necessary.

The Payless Shoes was in a stand-alone building with its own parking lot. Next to it  was a busy gas station. Across the street was an MAB Paint store. Auto repair and other facilities were nearby. There was a large shopping center close at hand. Payless--7325Pendleton Pike

It wouldn’t be long before two more women turned up shot to death in the same way. However, it would be hundreds of miles away in Wichita, Kansas. The date was April 11, 1992. The store was not stand alone. But it was one of a few in a small strip mall. They were there together after hours, and just at closing time (6 p.m.) the killer must have entered. The same .22 caliber was used. What was this creep’s kink?

This naturally started police looking into truckers, hitchhikers, traveling salesmen, etc. This is reserved for a future discussion. But from the looks of the location, it didn’t seem a heavy duty trucker could be responsible. The rig would not go unnoticed–  not unless he used his own car to come back to locations with which he was familiar in delivery.

But one thing became certain. This was revealed on April 27, 1992, in Terre Haute, Indiana. Mike McCown was found in a small shop shot to the back of the head with the same .22 caliber. He had been stocking ceramics in his mother’s shop on 3rd Street just a few blocks north of the I-70. He had a ponytail, as is often said, and the police think the killer just walked in and shot him in the back of the head, thinking he was a woman. Payless--7325Pendleton Pike12

The mistake reveals part of the killer’s MO. But the location revealed that the killer was going back and forth between Indianapolis and Wichita. He was using the I-70 highway. He was also on one hell of a killing spree. He had 4 victims already in less than a month.  He used a high capacity .22 caliber automatic. Each casing was also linked to the other by some red substance forensically lifted from it.

But the purpose of this installment is to concentrate on the first crime. Compared with the murders that happened soon thereafter, it is evidence the killer started out with his MO quite premeditated. He picked small shops at the right time when no customers were to be around. He seemed to favor killing young, petite women with dark hair, and simply made a mistake with McCown, also a brunette. So he obviously had some kind of overriding kink. Payless--7325Pendleton Pike6

The back door and two entrances to the parking lot, one leading off onto a relatively untraveled side street that heads south to the I-70.

It takes a while to discover the attribute above (brunette). But it seems it was learned not by visiting the stores in advance but by watching from across the street. Otherwise how could he mistake McCown for a woman? Had he visited the store before he would have known this. Had he made deliveries to the stores, he also would have known this.  . . .But across the street was a large car dealership and a body shop/garage. Attached to the strip mall in which was located the bridal shop in Wichita was also a body shop/garage. Along Pendleton Pike the same thing, with a large gas station and car mechanics shop next door to the Payless Shoes. If the killer mistook McCown for being a woman, it seems he had to be watching from across the street, from the car lot or body shop in Terre Haute.

Whatever this creep’s kink was, his MO wasn’t learned in just a few days, the time between the first and second strikes (April 8 and 11). The killer knew only women or a woman worked alone at the bridal shop and closed at 6 p.m. The store owner, one of the victims, also had brunette hair, and this showed a pattern. He must have been by the store before, enough to have watched it for a while. The same seems evidence with Payless Shoes and the young brunette Robin Fuldauer. It seems quite evident in Terre Haute.

In any case, we need not jump ahead yet to inductive logic.

Payless--7325Pendleton Pike11

The highway seemed less important at the first strike. I-70 was near, but Pendleton Pike could have been accessed in any number of ways, most likely from the 465. But the I-70 would figure soon– it obviously became the main artery along which the killer traveled back and forth to Wichita.  

At present, the killer was hitting along I-70. He traveled as far as Wichita from where he first struck in Indianapolis (or vice versa) . He struck once in between at Terre Haute, near the border of Indiana and Illinois. He obviously drove a lot. This and a large capacity .22 automatic removed hitch hikers from the scenario.

It also meant a serial killer was on the loose. A serial killer who was operating so quickly he was a spree killer, one with a large capacity automatic weapon. The potential was there for this guy to go nuts, really nuts, and start shooting up malls.

But let us not lose sight of the inherent arrogance involved here. Whatever set this guy off, he thought it perfectly all right to vent himself by killing innocent and unarmed women going about routine business.  The world was his trough, at least along the I-70. He was the hunter and it was his place to kill his victims. They existed to help him work off his frustration.

We will look at the second victims in our next post.

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Since 1990 Gian J. Quasar has investigated a broad range of mysterious subjects, from strange disappearances to serial murders, earning in that time the unique distinction of being likened to “the real life Kolchak.” However, he is much more at home with being called The Quester or Q Man. “He’s bloody eccentric, an historian with no qualifications who sticks his nose into affairs and gets results.” He is the author of several books, one of which inspired a Resolution in Congress.


Beginning the Hunt– The I-70 Killer

In the fullness of time, my investigation of the I-70 Killer will go up on Quester Files with all the details that are a prerequisite necessary to get a section on the site. But to begin the hunt, let’s thrash some things out here in stripped-down blog form.

I won’t go into much detail from the cases, as the general overviews can be read by Googling.

A quick overview of the crime spree: In the spring (April) of 1992 a spree killer commenced with a barebones modus operandi. He carried a small caliber .22 pistol. He walked into small, retail stores and shot the young woman working therein. This was during times when the employee was alone in the store (except in one case). He shot them execution style in the back of the head. On a few occasions he ordered them back to the back room where he shot them. He stole some cash from the register and then left.

At his first strike, in Indianapolis, it looked like some punk who killed the store clerk in order to rob the place. But as the month continued on, more such murders and petty robberies were occurring over several states. Ballistics matched the gun. It was the same .22 pistol. The victims were all the same– young women with long hair, usually brunette. So it wasn’t just for robbery. He had some other kink.  But it wasn’t rape. He didn’t touch them. It also wasn’t just spontaneous. He knew women worked the store. So he did some minimal scouting beforehand or, as is my contention, frequented the areas for business and over time learned enough details from sight.

In any case, the killings ranged from Indianapolis, Indiana, to Wichita,  Kansas. After about a month (and 6 victims), he suddenly stopped. A year later the same MO was followed in Texas by a killer who struck off the I-35. The .22 caliber was a different model, but in essence the same thing happened. The guy walked in a store attended by only one employee (female) and then shot them in the back of the head. In January 1994 the 3 murders in Texas came to an end. And the crime spree was concluded.

Because the initial spree killings between Indianapolis and Wichita essentially occurred in towns accessed by the Interstate 70, he was called the I-70 Killer.

He was a hands-off killer, that is, he merely shot his victims. He didn’t touch them, with one suspected exception. This is evident in that his victim in Terre Haute, Indiana, was male– Mick McCown. But from the back he looked like a woman. He was petite, slim, and had a long pony tail. From the looks of it, he was merely stocking shelves at his mother’s ceramics store when his killer walked up behind him and shot him in the back of the head.

Although there is  some doubt that the I-35 Killer, as he is known is Texas (because, of course, the stores were off the I-35), is the same as the I-70, the I-35 Killer did the same thing with his last victim in Houston. He simply walked up and shot her in the back of the head while she was stocking shelves. THIS victim he drug behind the cash register, and thus there could be touch DNA. But the point here is that it was the same MO as in Terre Haute. This victim, Vicki Webb, survived. She is the only one.

From Webb we get a glimpse of what this creep was about. He drug her behind the cash register, left the store, came back, wandered around, robbed the store, and then stood over her again. She heard the trigger snap– he had fired again to put another hole in her head. Fortunately, the gun misfired. He laughed at the irony and left. He obviously wasn’t going to get his hands too dirty bludgeoning a victim or strangling her to finish the job. He just left, assuming she would die, and obviously knowing she hadn’t seen him to his face anyway.

He was seen at a couple of the I-70 strikes. The composites shown here are the two that match the most, indicating they are closest to his actual features.


The perp is– white male, 22 to 32 years old, hang dog, sleepy eyes, brown-blond to reddish hair, high forehead, 5 foot 7 inches to 5 foot 9 inches, slender.  He obviously has access to a car or truck.

So the prime evidence lies in his pattern. Let’s start by geo-profiling. A pattern immediately stands out.

I-70 victims

April 8, 1992— 7235 Pendleton Pike
April 11, 1992 Wichita, Kansas– 4613 E. Kellogg
April 27, 1992 Terre Haute, Indiana– 2615 S. 3rd Street
May 3, 1992 St. Charles, Missouri –2079 Zumbehl Road
May 7, 1992 Raytown, Missouri –11573 E. 63rd Street
September 25, 1993– 4708 Bryce, Fort Worth, Texas
November 2, 1993– 4001 West Green Oaks, Arlington, Texas.
January 15, 1994– Houston, Texas (address currently unknown)

It is immediately apparent that all but two of the I-70 locations are in an auto retail part of town. In Indianapolis, there are a number of retail auto garages on this area of Pendleton Pike. In Wichita, the bridal shop was in a strip mall with a large auto garage at one end. In Terre Haute, there is a major dealership and auto garage across the street from the ceramics store.

The final 2 strikes in Missouri are quite at a contrast. There is no auto industry around the mall (St. Charles), and the book store where the victim worked could be easily accessed by parking behind it. The killer did not need to drive through or be seen in the large mall parking lot. This made is quite convenient, and this requires a little stalking or knowing the area.

In Raytown, Missouri, the shop is located rather far from the highway, in an area with no real industrial auto retail. This area also suggest the killer was familiar with it. Raytown is close to Kansas City, MO, and Kansas City, Kansas.

In essence, what a geo-profiling analysis first suggests is that the killer was based either around Kansas City (either MO or KS) or St. Louis, MO. Moreover, that he was somehow associated with the delivery of (or towing of automobiles) parts or mechanic work– Corundum and red rouge were forensically lifted at one crime scene indicating the killer’s association with some form of space that engaged in sanding. So it seems he was at least around industrial work and it seems associated with some driving and auto garage work.

It is a logical induction to state that the circumstances induce that he began his crime spree by kibitzing between poles– he started in Indianapolis, the furthest pole east from St. Louis or Kansas City (either MO or KS), and his next strike in Wichita was the furthest pole to the west of these central points.

In between these two poles, he strikes in Terre Haute (right off the I-70) and then finally in areas he seems to know best– St. Charles (right off the highway) and especially Raytown, Missouri.

I-70 Kibbitz

Rather than based around where he began at Indianapolis, he seems to be kibitzing back and forth, based likely in Missouri or Kansas (Kansas City area). A base here would make striking in Texas along the I-35 easier too next year.

I-35 probe

In late 1993, he probes down the I-35, which is straight down from Wichita. No strikes in Oklahoma City or in between. Houston seems far, or the creep is itinerant now. He doesn’t probe into Dallas, east of Fort Worth. He remains close to the I-35.

All areas are on main roads off major highways, especially the I-70. Wichita is accessed by cutting off the I-70 on the major freeway south– the I-35, which will beAmy Vess the same highway the I-35 Killer in Texas will follow the next year.

It is curious to note that the Arlington, Texas, victim (No. 2 on the Texas map above), Amy Vess, matches the type of victim the I-70 Killer concentrated upon– young, long hair, brunette. The other victim– Mary Glassock– was an outlier at age 51. However, the I-70 Killer made the mistake of killing Mick McCown, apparently thinking he was a young woman. These outliers shed light on the level of reconnaissance that the murderer engaged in. Mixed with his geo-profile these are valuable clues. (Since the last victim survived, there are no pictures of her in circulation.)

In the next post we will get into more details.

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Since 1990 Gian J. Quasar has investigated a broad range of mysterious subjects, from strange disappearances to serial murders, earning in that time the unique distinction of being likened to “the real life Kolchak.” However, he is much more at home with being called The Quester or Q Man. “He’s bloody eccentric, an historian with no qualifications who sticks his nose into affairs and gets results.” He is the author of several books, one of which inspired a Resolution in Congress.

Classic UFOlogy–One Light Still Shines– Lt. Colonel Robert Friend

For those who investigate all things X Files, flying saucers are the worst topic to tackle. It is not just an investigation of a tangible phenomenon where supposedly heavier-than-air craft are observed, appearing to be nonconventional craft, and their origins must be explained. It became the “UFO Experience,” as Dr. J. Allen Hynek called it. It is many tiered, convoluted, and dangerous.

Within the long investigation of the UFO Phenomenon, there were 20 years of Project Blue Book, the Air Force’s official investigation of the topic. It had a number of heads, but one of them stood out. In the late 1950s to early 1960s it was Lt. Colonel (then Major) Robert J. Friend. He was the one head of Blue Book for whom Dr. Hynek  wrote (in his own book UFO Experience, 1972) he had developed respect.


Long after Blue Book days, in 1979 Robert Friend (left) re-interviewed Major Larry Coyne (second from left) and his helicopter crew about their famous encounter over Ohio in 1973. This was for the Serling documentary UFOs: It Has Begun.

And any time Robert Friend later appeared in the grand old documentaries of the 1970s, the heyday of weighty documentaries released in movie theatres, it was clear he was a man of integrity. He even expressed his belief that if they had been better funded they could have hit “scientific pay dirt” on a couple of occasions. Hynek was so impressed with Friend that when his (Hynek’s) relationship soured with Friend’s replacement,  Major Hector Quintanilla, Hynek rather clumsily tried to get Friend re-instated, much to the irk of Quintanilla.

For the Rod Serling UFOS: It Has Begun, Serling compiled a heavy cast of presenters. These included Burgess Meredith, Jose Ferrer, Jacques Valle, with episodes of investigation helmed by Lt. Colonel Hector Quintanilla (last head of Project Blue Book), J. Allen Hynek, Al Chop, and Robert Friend. Robert Friend also appeared in a couple of vintage In Search of . . . episodes.


A heavy roundtable– left to right, Hector Quintanilla, J. Allen Hynek, Robert Friend, Al Chop. They discuss the ramification of the UFO evidence in Rod Serling’s 1979 UFOs: It Has Begun.

I am happy to say that for my generation who grew up watching these, Colonel Friend is  still alive and near to 100 years old! The article below will take you to a presentation of his part in being a Tuskegee Airman in World War II, but I encourage you all to Google his name and check out his role in Blue Book and his  military career.

Lt. Colonel Robert Friend

Today, the investigation of UFOs is not so exciting or inviting. It is a world of strange occult mythology, hypnosis, trances, and the constant regurgitation of conspiracy theories.

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Since 1990 Gian J. Quasar has investigated a broad range of mysterious subjects, from strange disappearances to serial murders, earning in that time the unique distinction of being likened to “the real life Kolchak.” However, he is much more at home with being called The Quester or Q Man. “He’s bloody eccentric, an historian with no qualifications who sticks his nose into affairs and gets results.” He is the author of several books, one of which inspired a Resolution in Congress.

Murder Said Easy- The ZODIAC Killer– HORRORSCOPE

Since there have been delays in HorrorScope, I’m serializing some parts of it here to give everybody a taste. This is an outtake from chapter 4: Murder Said Easy. After recreating the events at Blue Rock Springs . . .

HorrorScope Copyright Gian J. Quasar


Every sound in a morgue seems final. Every echo seems to lead to an empty vault. The bland, swinging doors close and the echo leads nowhere. The walls are some faded pale green. It is supposed to be anodyne, but the antiseptic aura of a morgue is a utilitarian one. It is not like a hospital, where the purpose is toward preventing death. Everything in a morgue is utilitarian toward disposal. The surgical tables are stainless steel, cold but clean. All the hardware is stainless steel. Lights on overhead elbow joints lend no warmth— the cold steel simply sparkles. Life is gone. Utilitarian, sterile function takes the beat.
Bodies lie under sanitary sheets of that ugly pale green. A little tag is wrapped round the big toe of the cadaver. It is not even a body now. A shell. The shell is to be processed. It is pushed along on what look like large stainless steel dinner dollies. There to the morgue table they go; a squeak of the wheels, a heft onto the table. Underneath are the channels and the drains for the flow of blood and bodily fluids. Men in masks lean over and logistically “hmmm” before they start with the scalpel.
Such was now the end of vivacious Dee Ferrin.

Before Dr. S. Shirai could even do the coroner’s job he had to play detective and measure the bullet entry and exit wounds to get an idea of trajectory. This could be done fairly easily because of the 17 holes in Ferrin there were 9 entry wounds and 7 exit wounds. The angle between them was very apparent. As he finished, he dictated the following into a microphone:

General: Well developed, well nourished, fully built. Scalp hair is light brown, but dark towards the roots. Irides are blue; pupils equal at 0.5cm. Both eyelashes are false. Rigor mortis is 4 plus. Body is embalmed.

Wounds: There are nine bullet wounds of entry, seven exit wounds, and two bullets recovered from the body, internally. Right arm shows two entry wounds; one at five and one half inches above elbow on right lateral side, going through and fracturing the humeral shaft and exiting anteriorly and medially at one and one quarter distal to elbow. The other is behind forearm, three and one half inches above the wrist, chafing the skin from right to left. Left arm shows two entry wounds; one is medially located in upper arm at three and one quarter inches above the elbow and exiting the opposite side. The other is medially on the forearm located two inches above the wrist, going through and fracturing the radial and ulnar bones, and exiting above and laterally at three inches above wrist.

There are five entry wounds on the right half of the back, mainly on the posterior thoracic cage. From down upward, the first is located half an inch right of T-12, through posterior margin of T-12, the liver, stomach, and exiting through left rib number eight, laterally, on left mid-axillary liner. The second is located three and one quarter inches right of T-10, through posterior margin of T-1- and T-11, the liver, spleen, and bullet is recovered medial margin of left rib number nine. The third is located seven and a half inches to the right of T-7, about posterior axillary line, through the right lung, lacerating posterior-apical area of left ventricle of heart, the left lung, and exiting through the left rib number 7 laterally about the mid-axillary line. The fourth is located two and one quarter inches to the right of T-4, through 4th rib, the right lung, the anterior shaft of right second rib, where the bullet is recovered in subcutaneous tissue here. The fifth is located back of the right shoulder, through the soft tissues, the subcutaneous tissues of the anterior chest wall, and chafing the anterior margin of the sternum at level of 4th rib, and exiting to the left side of left breast, slightly above the level of nipple.

No scalp injuries or skull fractures.

The heart, both lungs are within normal limits, except for hemorrhages around the course of the bullets. The GI tract (track), appendix, liver, pancreas, gallbladder, spleen, kidneys, ovaries, and uterus (not pregnant) are within normal. The stomach is filled with undigested foods. The bladder is filled with clear amber urine. There are no tumors or abnormalities of the organs. The thyroid and adrenal glands are not remarkable.

There are bloody fluid in the thoracic cavity (200cc. each) and abdominal cavity (300cc.).

Dr. Shirai wrote the obvious conclusion under Immediate Cause of Death: “Multiple bullet wounds to chest and abdominal organs.” The attendant finished up and the body was rolled slowly into the cold refrigerator unit and the box door shut.

Hospital rooms are about as humorless as the morgue. The ICU room is painted warmer colors, but the atmosphere of tragedy keeps anyone from embracing it; that terrible limbo that does not exist in a morgue. Here people are fighting to survive, their loved ones praying desperately for them. Despite how intense the battle is, the only movement in such a ward is glowing green lines on dark screens. They beep up and down or shrill a terrible, frantic warning.
I.V. bottles and tubes hung about Sgt. Ed Rust as he sat next to Mike Mageau’s bed. The 19 year old was pale. The drip of blood from the bottle to the tube was the only thing maintaining any color in him. Half of his face was covered in a bandage, sealing the bullet hole in his neck. The blood had been cleaned out of his mouth. His bloodstained clothes had been taken for photographing as evidence. He lay here now covered, stitched, heavily drugged, the residue of what was to have been a late night fun time on the glorious 4th of July.

Ed Rust’s voice is the only thing that disturbed the rhythm of the electronic beeps on the monitors. Dr. Scott said he could have a short time to talk to Mike. The purpose was obvious: “State the facts.”

Mike repeated as best he could the day’s events and how they came to be at the parking lot. He recounted how the car had pulled up earlier and sat next to them on Dee’s side for about a minute. He qualified that Dee was popular, and how when he asked if she knew this driver she just replied “Oh never mind.” Then the car pulled out. Mike now told Rust:

A white man drove up in a car, got out, walked up, shined flashlite [sic] inside and started shooting. Man was older than me, window was down. After stop shooting I got out of car. I tried to get people to come over but they drove off. After finally 10 minutes, the Policeman came.

Continued later . . . .

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Since 1990 Gian J. Quasar has investigated a broad range of mysterious subjects, from strange disappearances to serial murders, earning in that time the unique distinction of being likened to “the real life Kolchak.” However, he is much more at home with being called The Quester or Q Man. “He’s bloody eccentric, an historian with no qualifications who sticks his nose into affairs and gets results.” He is the author of several books, one of which inspired a Resolution in Congress.

Chalkboard of Murder: You Write–

For the sake of argument, taking the ZODIAC Killer Case as solved, what major, confirmed serial killer cases remain to be solved? How would you rank them in terms of solvability?

Technically, it always begins with Jack the Ripper. But in terms of solving, I don’t think in any accepted meaning of that word “solve” it is the most solvable case. Then there’s the Cleveland Torso Murders– again very difficult because of lack of evidence. The Doodler is so confused that the public can hardly help, and SF isn’t releasing much information.

But . . .how would you compile them? What case, in essence, should become the focal of attention? Should it be the Long Island Serial Killer? Should it be the Colonial Parkway Murders? The Atlanta Lovers’ Lanes Murders? The Phantom of Texarkana? The Monster of Florence? Mr. Cruel? MrCruel2

. . .Or is it more important to bring to light cases that need weaving together and a possible serial killer brought to light as in operation? –The Houston Stalker? The Killing Fields? Certain attacks along highways?

As important as solving some of the outstanding (remaining) unsolved serial killer cases there are the long hours of research and press attention needed to expose the existence of serial killers having been in action.

Within this category is the Smiley Face Killer Theory. Personally, I don’t believe the theory. But within the vast dossier of young men found drowned in unusual circumstances, there are probably at least 6 or 7 cases of murder. They may not be connected, but then a few might be . . .and that means a serial.

Researchers should devote a long and critical amount of time to looking into these cases of drowned or missing college guys– not to prove the Smiley Theory. Rather the reason should be to establish just how many were likely murdered and therefore bring attention to those cases. We’ve heard of McNeill and Jenkins, but in between and thereafter there are some very unusual cases.

So compile your own list and rank the cases. What do you think should be the cases on the chalkboard?

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Since 1990 Gian J. Quasar has investigated a broad range of mysterious subjects, from strange disappearances to serial murders, earning in that time the unique distinction of being likened to “the real life Kolchak.” However, he is much more at home with being called The Quester or Q Man. “He’s bloody eccentric, an historian with no qualifications who sticks his nose into affairs and gets results.” He is the author of several books, one of which inspired a Resolution in Congress.

The ZODIAC Game is Over–

— Almost . . .

This article came out a couple of weeks ago. I’ve largely glossed over it. But, as you can see, the race is on now.


You all deserve an update from me, however, regarding my own search since 2012. As for me, the hand printing is still being sought from several sources. It should be obtained within February, and then after appropriate analysis I will make the announcement here.

As for the official investigation, I know little. I have continued on my own, though some retired LE are now helping to trace hand printing for me. We will soon know without doubt that it is Steve. Lake_Berryessa_Suspec sketch

Whatever the DNA results are, investigation must still link the owner of the DNA with evidence in perpetration– which means hand printing examples must be acquired by law enforcement (I hope) before any public conclusion can be drawn. Even though DNA can identify a suspect, and pulling his driver’s license will show similar features to the composites, it still requires matching hand printing and, if SFPD is correct, to fingerprints lifted from Stine’s taxi cab. That alone is evidence in perpetration.  It is not illegal to lick a stamp. It is illegal to make the claims in the letters that ZODIAC made. And remember, he went out of his way to make sure there was no doubt that he, the letter-writer and the killer were one and the same by lettering the door of the Karman Ghia at Lake Berryessa. Lake_Berryessa_Car_door_at_crime_scene

I know there is crankery on the web that claims the letter-writer and the actual killer(s) are not connected, but that it utter rubbish. There was serious doubt all through the end of summer 1969 whether the letter-writer and the killer were one and the same, thanks largely to Vallejo Chief of Police Jack Stiltz. The ZODIAC knew this, and probably hadn’t foreseen such reluctance to accept his word. He rectified that at Lake Berryessa. The writing on the door proves that he the letter writing ZODIAC was one and the same as the killer.

Had it not been for his boasting nature, the crimes never would have been solved. But his hand printing first, then the stamp DNA (maybe) will give his legacy away.

If DNA tags my guy before I can dot the i’s and cross the t’s of hand printing, I will still go ahead with HorrorScope. It is finished anyway. It lays out the old style gumshoe approach to his identity– the connections to a draftsman, the design and building of Humble Oil, small game hunting, his tour in the Air Force, his Texas interlude, his illness and injury, how he knew of Deer Lodge Prison, his various stepfathers, and how he acquired a knowledge of radians, and much more.

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Since 1990 Gian J. Quasar has investigated a broad range of mysterious subjects, from strange disappearances to serial murders, earning in that time the unique distinction of being likened to “the real life Kolchak.” However, he is much more at home with being called The Quester or Q Man. “He’s bloody eccentric, an historian with no qualifications who sticks his nose into affairs and gets results.” He is the author of several books, one of which inspired a Resolution in Congress.

Establishing a serial killer . . .Kolchak Style

I m not trying to solve a serial killing here, or even convey to you the details of such a vile crime spree. I am trying to establish the existence of one in operation. It’s been a long time. We have to go through the files Kolchak style. This following involves the events in and around Houston, Texas, late 1980s and into mid 1990s. At this point I am not saying all are connected.  I’m saying they should be examined for any connection. And this connection, of course, is to a single perpetrator– the Houston Stalker.

If there are more than a few of these connected,  he was a very careful and clever stalker of Houston’s nightlife.  The impact these cases present cannot be fully appreciated without having read the database in its entirety, tirelessly comparing all cases of missing women over the great state of Texas for the time period in question. I recommend you do so . . . if you are up to it. To do so will reveal how the missing women around Houston have one thing in common. . . .aside from disappearance and death, that is.

One database can be found here. Texas Missing Under “Case Type” select  “Endangered: Foul Play Possible” and then read, read for hours.




June 20, 1990 rape of an exotic dancer on Terra Cotta Drive, Houston. Then:

Atkinson-Henry- HoustonPD





Dallas, Texas:


An early case– 1986– down the highway from Houston on the Gulf.


A late case– 1998 Houston.

Tijerina- HoustonPD

In future posts we will start some geo-profiling.

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Since 1990 Gian J. Quasar has investigated a broad range of mysterious subjects, from strange disappearances to serial murders, earning in that time the unique distinction of being likened to “the real life Kolchak.” However, he is much more at home with being called The Quester or Q Man. “He’s bloody eccentric, an historian with no qualifications who sticks his nose into affairs and gets results.” He is the author of several books, one of which inspired a Resolution in Congress.