Butcher, Baker by Walter Gilmour

Author:Walter Gilmour
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: True Crime
Publisher: Open Road Media
Published: 2016-06-17T16:00:00+00:00

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Neither Haugsven nor Von Clasen nor Maxine Farrell much relished the interview of Darla. Even in their brief meeting with her earlier that morning, they sensed she had already suffered because of Bob Hansen. And though she was a tall, big-boned woman, what emerged in the interview was a soft-spoken woman who was gentle and somewhat shy. She was a willing talker, with nothing to reveal.

There was a certain, ineffable quality about her, as though she had always been more serious than everyone else. There was also the sense that something had finally, after all these years, been drained out of her. She looked weary, harried.

When the interview finished, Haugsven, Von Clasen and Farrell were collectively convinced that Darla Hansen knew nothing of her husband’s crimes. How eerie that seemed: To live with a man, to share his bed, to bear him children and cook his meals, to love him no matter what he did, and not know that for twelve years he had been a cold-blooded killer.

They did not tell her that her husband was suspected of murder, since they were not at liberty to talk. They wondered: How will she handle the news when she finally learns the purpose of all this activity? How would anyone handle it? How many have to face the prospect of learning, after twenty years of marriage, that their life mate has committed unspeakable crimes?

The troopers had been talking to Bob Hansen for an hour and a half, but they still were not near getting him to confess to the murders. They talked instead of Hansen’s psychiatric record.

Their suspect was clearly angry that they had copies of his records, especially after Galyan started asking questions about his compulsive stealing. His impression, he told Galyan, was what had passed between him and his psychiatrist was confidential.

“I didn’t know that these records could be gotten,” he said, nearly spitting the words.

“Let me explain something to you first,” Galyan offered. “There are only court testimonies that we have. We do not have –”

“These are before the judge,” Flothe added.

“Um, okay,” Hansen said, as he now overflowed with anger. “Look this up in your damn records then. I stated to him,” he said, looking at Galyan, “and I’m gonna state to you now, when I was a young boy I worked at my dad’s shop. I would get maybe thirty-five to forty-five cents. When I got to be a junior or senior, I wouldn’t even get a dollar. Nothing was never really denied me that I needed, clothing or whatever, but as far as spending money I guess it more or less grew up with me that you don’t spend money, and to this day, I hate to spend money.

“Now I’ve read the stuff about this-here, too,” Hansen continued, “and Dr. McManmon explained to me the same thing to me that you said just awhile ago, I can’t remember which one of you said it, but that people would go into the store—it was you,” he

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