Blood and Money by Thomas Thompson

Author:Thomas Thompson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Open Road Integrated Media
Published: 2016-11-11T05:00:00+00:00

It was not until nine long months later, in March 1970, that Ann Kurth turned up at the district attorney’s office to put her grand guignol story into the hopper. At first Ernie Ernst was understandably skeptical. He lashed her with questions.

Did the police investigate the accident?

Yes, answered Ann. After treatment at the emergency room, John insisted they take a taxi back to the remote wreck site. When they arrived, police officers were poking around. John introduced himself and his wife and said he had gone to sleep at the wheel. He had returned to pick up medical papers and equipment. He took Ann aside and in a whisper ordered her to find the hypodermic needle while he talked to the officers. She located it and put it in her purse.

Then why didn’t she say something to these officers about this terrible attempt on her life by a man who had just confessed another murder? wondered McMaster.

Well, sir, she was frightened. She didn’t see any other way out but to stay married to him. Her children were at his house, his own son had accepted her and was calling her “Mama.” Her money was commingled with his at his bank. John warned her not to speak to anyone of the incident, she said. Not even her own father. And if she tried to run away, he would find her. “I swore a vow of silence,” Ann said. It was her only option.

What happened to the syringe?

Toward dawn, when they finally returned to the house on Kirby Drive, Ann claimed she surreptitiously dropped the needle in some high grass near the front door. The next day she went outside to find it, and a gardener had mowed the grass. The syringe was gone. She could not find it.

How could a man with a broken collarbone—taking pain-killing shots himself—and one arm in a sling bandage manage to whip out two syringes so quickly and attempt to inject Ann in the aftermath of a violent collision?

She did not know, said Ann. But her then husband had incredible strength. At that terrible moment, she insisted, “he could have done anything.” If the car with the woman and her son had not appeared, Ann said, “I might not be here to tell about it.”

But how, how could she continue to live for six more months with a man who had done such a violent deed and made such dire threats?

“I was completely undone from that day on,” Ann told a friend, repeating the answer she had given the district attorney. “My weight went from a nice happy healthy hundred and twenty to a hundred and ten, then a hundred and five, within days. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t sleep. I just stayed awake and looked at him all night. I waited until morning, when he got up and went to the hospital, before I dared shut my eyes. It became a horrible game: who would fall asleep first? I suspected he was taking amphetamines because he would lie there and watch me in bed, waiting for me to doze off.

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