The Suspect by Kent Alexander & Kevin Salwen

Author:Kent Alexander & Kevin Salwen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Abrams
Published: 2019-10-01T00:00:00+00:00

Back in Atlanta, FBI agents focused on a single strawberry blond hair that had attached to a recovered shred of the bomb’s duct tape. Could it belong to Jewell? They sought another search warrant from Judge Brill, this time to pluck from Jewell’s head. The magistrate agreed to the request as long as there was no forced entry into the apartment and the hair was taken in a private setting by medically trained personnel. She rejected an additional request for Jewell’s pubic hairs.

On Saturday, August 3, the day before the Closing Ceremony, Watson Bryant called Jewell on the apartment’s new phone number, which the guard had changed two days earlier to end the storm of media inquiries. Bryant was hot. “The government wants your hair, palm prints, and a voice exemplar,” he barked. “I’m coming over.”

At three P.M., four FBI agents and a doctor arrived. Jewell sat stone cold at the dining table, the floor-to-ceiling white drapes closed to keep out the prying eyes of the media. The doctor combed Jewell’s auburn hair repeatedly and then, with a small pair of tweezers, plucked a single strand. Then another. And another. And another, until he had bagged the FBI’s limit of twenty-five. He gathered another twenty-five from the comb. Jewell would later tell his mother that the ten-minute ordeal was the most embarrassing experience of his life. Standing nearby, Bryant turned to one of the case agents: “I know you can have this, I know you have a search warrant, but I tell you this: If you were doing this to me, you would have to fight me. You would have to beat the shit out of me.”

When they were finished, the agents walked Jewell over to the kitchen table, where they took the finger and palm prints. The agents then turned to the voice exemplar. Jewell was instructed to repeat a dozen times the words on the 911 call: “There is a bomb in Centennial Park. You have thirty minutes.” But Bryant stepped in, refusing to let his client speak into the FBI’s recording device. “Maybe you can do this, maybe you can’t. But you’re not going to do it today.”

The agents and doctor left. Jewell and Bryant remained in the apartment, alternately stunned and irate.

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