[SPEAKER_00]: Can we talk seven else?

[SPEAKER_00]: Can we talk about seven else?

[SPEAKER_00]: Hello!

[SPEAKER_00]: Out there.

[SPEAKER_00]: Life is long for a long haul trucker.

[SPEAKER_00]: It's short, too.

[SPEAKER_00]: It can be with all the cigarettes and greasy spoon specials available, but after it's long, dragged out, lonesome.

[SPEAKER_00]: A lot of time to think, a lot of time and one's own head.

[SPEAKER_00]: And if everything's not quite right up there, there can be a strange trip that eventually, in the case of men like Adam, Leroy Lane, will lead to a crossroads.

[SPEAKER_00]: Do I keep my darkness to myself on these long, lonely highways?

[SPEAKER_00]: Or should I stop?

[SPEAKER_00]: And spill a little out into the dimly lit homes along the way, like in the movies.

[SPEAKER_00]: Or in this case, the movie, the so-called highway killer's favorite, walking to dark topic on your host, Jack Luna.

[SPEAKER_00]: This is a true crime happening, hunting humans.

[SPEAKER_00]: That was the Slasher Films title, Hunting Humans.

[SPEAKER_00]: The one adamly Roy Lane watched andcessantly before, eventually melding with it.

[SPEAKER_00]: In his blue big rig, Lane had a small TV and a DVD player.

[SPEAKER_00]: The low budget straight to DVD project, Hunting Humans, would become his flickering nightlight, once he discovered it, in the bargain ban of a roadside blockbuster.

[SPEAKER_00]: The massive mean, filthy, off-white man, or big boots, [SPEAKER_00]: Dirty jeans, black cutoff T shirts, sported a dark brown go-t, seeming to have been slapped on to connect the sideburns of his stubble.

[SPEAKER_00]: It was a filthy go-t.

[SPEAKER_00]: You'd be shocked to see this thing still in his face if he ever wiped his mouth after a meal.

[SPEAKER_00]: In photos, Lane appears to have just finished eating a bowl of chili with his hands tied behind his back.

[SPEAKER_00]: His facial hair looks just as he was known to smell.

[SPEAKER_00]: Like pure shit.

[SPEAKER_00]: Which reminds me, we were talking about his favorite movie.

[SPEAKER_00]: Adam Lee Roy Lane could have been cast as an intimidating trucker in any slasher film.

[SPEAKER_00]: Certainly he would have made the cut for the two thousand and two release of hunting humans.

[SPEAKER_00]: Whereas serial killer, Eric Blue, stalked those whom he'd found to have a predictable routine, killing just because he could.

[SPEAKER_00]: Once he knew the habits of his prey, [SPEAKER_00]: It's nothing special this movie, and there's more to it that's not really worth mentioning.

[SPEAKER_00]: Adam Lee wrote Lane, bored in his forties, saw something in hunting humans that he liked, loved in the film.

[SPEAKER_00]: Something he became obsessed with.

[SPEAKER_00]: The idea of hunting humans, killing for sport.

[SPEAKER_00]: Later, many would puzzle over how a family man like Lane could suddenly become a serial killer.

[SPEAKER_00]: Well, just like how anyone could decide to make a movie.

[SPEAKER_00]: In this case, it's really that simple.

[SPEAKER_00]: That's scary.

[SPEAKER_00]: Adam Lee Roy Lane was born August seventh, nineteen sixty four.

[SPEAKER_00]: They grew up in Yadkin County, a small farming community in Northwest North Carolina.

[SPEAKER_00]: After his father died, his mother remarried, and when he was sixteen, he dropped at a high school, and eventually decided to become a trucker.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane married twice, first in nineteen eighty-eight, to a woman named Miriam, an arrangement which ended in divorce in nineteen ninety-four, and brought no children.

[SPEAKER_00]: The second of his marriages came in twenty-two to a woman named Regina, who had two girls' previous.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane's only biological child, another girl, would soon be born.

[SPEAKER_00]: Until the discovery of what Adamly Roy Lane was in two thousand seven, the lanes had been living in a mobile home outside of Jonesville, North Carolina.

[SPEAKER_00]: Neighbors described Lane as a quiet and seemingly good father, hardworking, often on the road.

[SPEAKER_00]: He would be seen playing with his daughters in the overgrown front yard of their single-wide trailer in his downtime.

[SPEAKER_00]: A beach towel hung in the window of their trailer as a curtain to give you an idea of the humble life the Lane's led.

[SPEAKER_00]: When Adam Lane was not on the road, he would park his truck on the front yard and would leave it running, often, as if he couldn't wait to get back on the road.

[SPEAKER_00]: The large man was said by neighbors to show flashes of a temper, though no one dared provoke the storm rumbling behind his dark gaze.

[SPEAKER_00]: Adam Lee Roy Lane, as I mentioned, was always rough looking and unshaven.

[SPEAKER_00]: He wore black at all times, even in the summer.

[SPEAKER_00]: His first wife, Miriam, later, wasn't surprised by anything Lane would prove capable of saying cold.

[SPEAKER_00]: He thought women were beneath him.

[SPEAKER_00]: Their marriage had been fraught with verbal abuse and about a year into the marriage.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane had hit Miriam in the head during an argument.

[SPEAKER_00]: She'd warned him, if you ever hit me again, you're a dead man.

[SPEAKER_00]: He replied, I can kill you.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane was working hanging chickens in a slaughterhouse when they met at a local bar.

[SPEAKER_00]: They married soon after a Mariam knew that within the year Lane was cheating on her.

[SPEAKER_00]: She was also aware of his collection of knives that he pretended to hide.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane was dangerous and wanted to be seen as such.

[SPEAKER_00]: At one time he owned four Chinese throwing stars and would toss them into the wall of their rented trailer.

[SPEAKER_00]: His explosive temper became too much for Mariam and she fell for divorce in nineteen ninety four.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane's reputation as a woman-hater was not exclusive to Miriam, and several who worked with him said he was any social, argumentative, and controlling, especially towards women.

[SPEAKER_00]: Adam Lee Roy Lane had been employed regularly either as a laborer or driving trucks.

[SPEAKER_00]: Except for a brief period when he had back surgery, he was regarded as a loner and difficult to get along with all these wanting to start an argument.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lain earned his commercial driver's license in May of nineteen ninety three, despite the fact that his regular operators license was suspended twice for speeding violations in eighty eight and ninety two.

[SPEAKER_00]: In nineteen ninety seven, Lain started driving for Smith, brothers trucking out of error at Virginia, hauling household goods in furniture from Virginia to California and returning with produce on the Eastbound trip.

[SPEAKER_00]: Owner, dude Smith, described Lain as a loner with a short fuse.

[SPEAKER_00]: Other drivers who had rode with Lane once would never ride with him again.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane quit this job after working for Smith after eighteen months.

[SPEAKER_00]: During the summer of two thousand and seven, neighbors of the lanes of the trailer park didn't see much of the scary stinky trucker.

[SPEAKER_00]: He was busy driving for a tree farmer out there in fancy gap for Virginia, traveling up and down the eastern seaboard.

[SPEAKER_00]: The last time his boss saw Lane was at noon, July twenty seventh, two thousand and seven.

[SPEAKER_00]: When Lane left Virginia bound for York, Pennsylvania was scheduled stops and Massachusetts and New Hampshire.

[SPEAKER_00]: This would be the last stretch of Adam Lee Roy Lane's career, driving and killing.

[SPEAKER_00]: God knows how many.

[SPEAKER_00]: His first known victim, Darlene, E-Walt, forty-two.

[SPEAKER_00]: She lived in the suburbs of the West Hanover Township in Dolphin County, just northeast of Harrisburg, Pennsylvania.

[SPEAKER_00]: She was a wife, a mother of two teenage children, a boy in a girl, when her life was ended after midnight on July, thirteenth, two thousand seven.

[SPEAKER_00]: Darlene was excited about a Caribbean crew.

[SPEAKER_00]: She was going to take an October of that year.

[SPEAKER_00]: And was outside on her back patio, talking to Chet Gerhardt, the husband of the couple.

[SPEAKER_00]: She was going to travel with.

[SPEAKER_00]: Darlin had never been on a cruise before and wanted to know everything.

[SPEAKER_00]: The ports they would dock at, what sort of clothes to bring.

[SPEAKER_00]: At ten p.m.

[SPEAKER_00]: her husband Todd opened the patio door to let her know he was going to bed.

[SPEAKER_00]: Todd rolled his eyes when Darlin said she would be in in a few minutes, as she could talk for hours on the phone.

[SPEAKER_00]: Todd then went and yelled connect to their teenage son Nick Nick had a bedroom in their finished basement.

[SPEAKER_00]: Then taking one last look at his wife, still chatting happily away on the back patio.

[SPEAKER_00]: Todd Ewalt went upstairs to bed.

[SPEAKER_00]: Interstate anyone by sected manager I for the Ewalt's lived.

[SPEAKER_00]: The highway was within ear shot of their home, a constant drone punctuated by the occasional belching of big rigs driven by big belly broots, also belching on occasion.

[SPEAKER_00]: Often times the traffic noise would hurt deer and other animals towards their property, so a little rustling in the woods wasn't unusual.

[SPEAKER_00]: This aided at a mlyroy lane, dressed all in black with a leather ninja style black mask over his face, and sneaking up on Darling.

[SPEAKER_00]: The two are the same age, early forties, but at different stages of life.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane is at that point where some men like to spend their evenings checking neighborhoods near their truck stop for unlocked doors.

[SPEAKER_00]: He has been at this for some time.

[SPEAKER_00]: God knows the devil knows how long.

[SPEAKER_00]: He steals jewelry for his wife, figurines for his girls, lives for his appetite to kill indiscriminately.

[SPEAKER_00]: He holds a large hunting knife in his glove-tanned as he steps out of the woods and into the Ewald's yard.

[SPEAKER_00]: He could see Darlene clearly, illuminated by ambient light from the house.

[SPEAKER_00]: She sits quietly talking on the phone on the back patio.

[SPEAKER_00]: Sometimes not so quiet when she bursts at laughing.

[SPEAKER_00]: This is what had drawn him here.

[SPEAKER_00]: It's a Friday.

[SPEAKER_00]: Perhaps she's drinking.

[SPEAKER_00]: It's the thirteenth, which no doubt has something to do with a large shadow that loves horror movies, watching her from the cover of Darkness.

[SPEAKER_00]: The whole summer scene is custom-made for killing.

[SPEAKER_00]: That is, if you're hunting humans.

[SPEAKER_00]: Darlin, talking to Chet, still about the upcoming crews, his wife and bed beside him chiming in often, though sleepily now as it's nearing two AM.

[SPEAKER_00]: Suddenly stops talking, Darlin then says to someone, who are you?

[SPEAKER_00]: Chatless and closely, there's a pause.

[SPEAKER_00]: Then, oh my god, oh my god, oh my, where the last words chat heard, darling say, before the phone went silent.

[SPEAKER_00]: That was weird.

[SPEAKER_00]: Chet is shaken up by what he's heard.

[SPEAKER_00]: He tries to call Darling back, but gets a busy signal.

[SPEAKER_00]: He and his wife soon decide that they must drive over to the E-Walt home and see what's the matter.

[SPEAKER_00]: When they arrive, Chet quickly goes around to the back of the house, knowing that was where Darling was when they were on the phone together.

[SPEAKER_00]: The kitchen light was on, casting a light outside, chat immediately spots Darlene seated in a chair, slump backwards and not moving.

[SPEAKER_00]: He turns to stop his wife from approaching but she can see her friend's eyes are open and that she's dead.

[SPEAKER_00]: Darlene's injuries, a slashed throat, and stabbed torso were obvious even in the dim light.

[SPEAKER_00]: Blood is on her clothing and pulling around the chair.

[SPEAKER_00]: The killer.

[SPEAKER_00]: could be anywhere.

[SPEAKER_00]: Having left their cell phone in the car, the couple goes to the front of the house and feeling that the killer may still be lurking somewhere, they get in the car, lock the doors, and call diamond one.

[SPEAKER_00]: There's something frustrating about all this.

[SPEAKER_00]: It feels like a typical slasher flick where the killer is being given every chance to jump out and cause more mayhem.

[SPEAKER_00]: Like why don't they bring the doorbell and ask Todd what's going on?

[SPEAKER_00]: Maybe because they think Todd did it.

[SPEAKER_00]: Eventually the police arrive and swarm the E-wall-tomb.

[SPEAKER_00]: Shetton is wife for questions, then taken to the precinct to provide a written statement.

[SPEAKER_00]: Police enter the home, not knowing if the killer is still there, or if there are more victims, Todd, who had been sleeping in the couple's bedroom directly above the back patio, was awakened suddenly as his door flew open.

[SPEAKER_00]: He had voices screaming at him in the darkness to put his hands up.

[SPEAKER_00]: Todd, a very sound sleeper apparently, was trying to make up the shadow we figures shining a flashlight on him.

[SPEAKER_00]: His initial thought was that his son and his buddies were playing a cruel joke on him, Jack asked out.

[SPEAKER_00]: Until he realized the figures were police officers and had their guns pointed at him.

[SPEAKER_00]: Is there anyone else in the home?

[SPEAKER_00]: The police demand.

[SPEAKER_00]: My son and my wife live here with me.

[SPEAKER_00]: My wife surround her somewhere and my son Nick is probably sleeping in the basement.

[SPEAKER_00]: Todd answers.

[SPEAKER_00]: Police find Nick a sleep in the basement, in order him out of his bed and onto the floor, cuffing him.

[SPEAKER_00]: Todd was cuffed and taken downstairs where he saw his son, cuffed at the kitchen table, but no darling.

[SPEAKER_00]: Todd repeatedly asked where she was, but no one would answer him.

[SPEAKER_00]: Darling's purse cell phone and car keys are on the table.

[SPEAKER_00]: Todd's taken into the living room while his son Nick remains in the kitchen, and both are being questioned separately, then their toll that darling has been killed.

[SPEAKER_00]: Nick, the sun, begins smashing his head into the fridge, leaving dense in it.

[SPEAKER_00]: He breaks his chair and kind of busts loose.

[SPEAKER_00]: He's angry and he's a distraught.

[SPEAKER_00]: He's looking at his dad like what the fuck happened here.

[SPEAKER_00]: Who knows what he thought happened the sun.

[SPEAKER_00]: But it was clear to investigators with the young man's reaction that he likely wasn't responsible.

[SPEAKER_00]: His father Todd sits stunned in the dining room, trying to comprehend what he had just been told.

[SPEAKER_00]: That's when he realizes the police are looking at him as a suspect.

[SPEAKER_00]: Investigators make it quite clear that they feel Todd killed his wife.

[SPEAKER_00]: This despite any evidence or a murder weapon.

[SPEAKER_00]: When questioned about what happened outside, he said, I don't know, I was sleeping.

[SPEAKER_00]: It seemed obvious to investigators that Todd had become enraged over his wife talking to another man on the phone into the wee hours.

[SPEAKER_00]: and can he blame them?

[SPEAKER_00]: Darlin Ebalt was killed while on the phone with another man while her husband was asleep by a window a few feet above the crime and he was claiming not to have heard anything to them.

[SPEAKER_00]: It's like, oh, you hear her talking to a guy, you come down and you murder her with a knife or his knife taught.

[SPEAKER_00]: Todd was taken to the station where police questioned him for hours.

[SPEAKER_00]: They ask about his marriage, if there have been any issues recently.

[SPEAKER_00]: Todd admitted to having some difficulty paying the bills on time recently, and at one point a detective said straight out, so you killed your wife because you're having financial problems.

[SPEAKER_00]: Yeah, and again, can you blame investigators?

[SPEAKER_00]: She's out back, talking to chat, giggling about this cruise chat, apparently some expert on, and Todd's upstairs like a chump, tossing and turning.

[SPEAKER_00]: How the fuck are we going to go on a cruise?

[SPEAKER_00]: I can't even pay the water bill.

[SPEAKER_00]: Police listen carefully to Todd's responses to their questions and watch his body language closely.

[SPEAKER_00]: It didn't help Todd much that he's a naturally mean-looking guy, at least to me.

[SPEAKER_00]: He's going to better look on his face, but that's just my observation and could have more to do with his wife being murdered than anything else to be fair.

[SPEAKER_00]: Investigators got dirty and told Todd that they believed Darlin had been planning not only a cruise, but on leaving him.

[SPEAKER_00]: Todd wouldn't bite, and he surprised interrogators by demanding a polygraph.

[SPEAKER_00]: Thinking surely this would exonerate him.

[SPEAKER_00]: Only to be told, he failed after he took it, though Todd was never shown the results.

[SPEAKER_00]: Poor Todd was kept in custody until the police could figure out exactly what had happened here.

[SPEAKER_00]: But what had happened, they had no fucking clue, because what had happened came from literal nowhere and disappeared to nowhere.

[SPEAKER_00]: A trucker off the road.

[SPEAKER_00]: Less than a week later, two AM, again, Tuesday, July, seventeen, two thousand and seven, Patricia Brooks, thirty-seven, is asleep in her downstairs couch in her Bauer's Bridge Road home in a rather isolated area of Kanawago Township in York County, Pennsylvania.

[SPEAKER_00]: An unmasked, adamly road lane, trucker cap low over his eyes.

[SPEAKER_00]: Should have been sleeping, or watching his favorite movie in the sleeper of his nearby park truck, but had instead been out for a stroll, jiggling door knobs, and slipped into the first unlocked door he came across.

[SPEAKER_00]: Patricia was awakened suddenly by a sharp, stinging pain on the right side of her shoulder, and then across her neck.

[SPEAKER_00]: Patricia was still swimming back awake when she began to realize this was no nightmare.

[SPEAKER_00]: A large man was standing over her in the darkness of her bedroom.

[SPEAKER_00]: The silhouette of a figure and then the shine of a metal object moving swiftly over her made it all feel unreal.

[SPEAKER_00]: Patricia, despite being stabbed over and over, managed to stay still.

[SPEAKER_00]: She could feel a coldness in her upper body in more stinging pain and a warm wetness around her abdomen.

[SPEAKER_00]: Her conviction to believe this to be a dream began waning.

[SPEAKER_00]: This was a real life nightmare.

[SPEAKER_00]: The shine of metal was from a very long knife, and the silhouette was a man dressed in black, slashing under throat, and torso.

[SPEAKER_00]: Finally doing something and rolling at a bed, Patricia saw a blood on the white carpet.

[SPEAKER_00]: She grabbed her throat and found torn flesh there.

[SPEAKER_00]: Gasping, she tried to fight off the attacker and get to her feet, but he was too big and strong.

[SPEAKER_00]: And he had the jump on her.

[SPEAKER_00]: He's wearing a cap, and even though his face was exposed, she could not get a good look at him, but she did get a good whiff of his pungent odor that Lane was known for.

[SPEAKER_00]: With all allowed commotion downstairs, her mother and daughter who were sleeping upstairs, were alerted something was going on.

[SPEAKER_00]: With the sound of footsteps coming from above, and believing Patricia was dead, or soon would be, the killer fled through the unlocked back door that he initially had entered through before anyone could reach the downstairs.

[SPEAKER_00]: The human hunter disappeared into the darkness leaving his victim for dead.

[SPEAKER_00]: There was no frustration.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane had done what he'd come to do.

[SPEAKER_00]: Terrorize.

[SPEAKER_00]: He wasn't in it for any sexual purpose.

[SPEAKER_00]: It could have been a man and the bed for all he cared.

[SPEAKER_00]: It just so happened to be women in these completely random attacks, not that he was complaining.

[SPEAKER_00]: The women were just perfect for him to attack.

[SPEAKER_00]: He hated them anyways.

[SPEAKER_00]: But man, he would take on two if they happened to be there, though, as of yet, they had not.

[SPEAKER_00]: It's almost like all this is meant to be.

[SPEAKER_00]: Perfect, his own little slasher film, his own little slasher fantasy, is perfect.

[SPEAKER_00]: The big lumbering black outfit it beast is back to his truck, then the bed, then a few hours later, on the road again.

[SPEAKER_00]: Patricia had laid perfectly still, pretending to be dead at the end of the attack.

[SPEAKER_00]: As she had at the start of the attack.

[SPEAKER_00]: She was able to get her best look at the attacker when he became distracted by the movement upstairs.

[SPEAKER_00]: She watched as he left, and when she was sure he was gone, she grabbed her neck again, feeling the multiple wounds, and pressed her palms tightly on them to slow the flow of blood.

[SPEAKER_00]: Then she tried to get up.

[SPEAKER_00]: feeling light headed from the loss of blood, Patricia somehow managed to support herself and stumble to the stairs.

[SPEAKER_00]: All she could think of was getting out of her god for second bedroom and Casey came back to it.

[SPEAKER_00]: She met her mother and daughter on the stairs and warned them not to go in her room.

[SPEAKER_00]: Patricia was soon transported by ambulance to York Hospital with several major veins and arteries in her neck cut, including a nick to both external jugulars.

[SPEAKER_00]: Her esophagus and trachea were also damaged.

[SPEAKER_00]: The thirty-seven-year-old required immediate surgery but was stable when she left the operating room with a full recovery expected.

[SPEAKER_00]: She was extremely lucky to have survived this attack.

[SPEAKER_00]: Had the blade penetrated a fraction of an inch deeper, Patricia would have died quickly.

[SPEAKER_00]: Later, she was able to give the police a description of her attacker.

[SPEAKER_00]: A large white man with a pot belly that hung over his belt dressed all in black wearing a ball cap and a tool belt strapped to his waist.

[SPEAKER_00]: She described his smell as beast-yel, and he had a chubby face with a stubby brown beard.

[SPEAKER_00]: Patricia was almost certain she would recognize him if she saw him again.

[SPEAKER_00]: That tool belt to his, I believe that he carried a flashlight on it, his knives, and some Chinese throwing stars.

[SPEAKER_00]: And also he carried tools like...

[SPEAKER_00]: screwdriver to open up windows and ship.

[SPEAKER_00]: For the most part, he was going into homes and stealing things, but it developed over time and becoming this random killer as he got more and more obsessed with the movie hunting humans.

[SPEAKER_00]: And once he killed one, he couldn't get enough.

[SPEAKER_00]: Many believe that there are other victims of the so-called highway killer Adam Lee Roy Lane.

[SPEAKER_00]: I'm starting to believe myself that it was just this, this spree really that he went on.

[SPEAKER_00]: It happened within a short period of time and he's quite sloppy.

[SPEAKER_00]: It feels like he got a taste of the first one and just couldn't stop, you know.

[SPEAKER_00]: But I could certainly be wrong up.

[SPEAKER_00]: I think I've been wrong before.

[SPEAKER_00]: Patricia lived close to Interstate Eighty-Three, and though, though, to our lean E-wall, to have been killed off of the same stretch of highway four days earlier and only thirty miles away, police did not immediately recognize what they were dealing with.

[SPEAKER_00]: Even with the increased reports of a prouder in these areas, police continued to focus on suspects who were known to the victims.

[SPEAKER_00]: Todd E.

Walt was released from custody, but remained under heavy watches.

[SPEAKER_00]: He was the main suspect of his wife, Darleen's murder in the backyard by the patio.

[SPEAKER_00]: There were no other suspects in that crime.

[SPEAKER_00]: In addition to the guilty felt for not saving his wife, Todd felt he was being watched all the time now, and that his friends and family, his community, suspected him of killing his wife.

[SPEAKER_00]: At Darley's funeral, Todd wondered if he cried enough, and he was afraid to smile when anyone spoke to him.

[SPEAKER_00]: The worst was thinking the police would never catch the real killer if they only focused on him.

[SPEAKER_00]: A little less than two weeks following the second attack, three weeks since the Darley and E-Walt murder.

[SPEAKER_00]: Adam Leroy Lane pulls a dark blue big rig with Virginia plates into a new Jersey truck stop.

[SPEAKER_00]: He shits, but skips the shower and shave.

[SPEAKER_00]: He eats, then shits some more.

[SPEAKER_00]: After midnight, he begins to hunt a quiet local neighborhood.

[SPEAKER_00]: It's the early morning of Sunday, July, twenty-ninth, two thousand and seven.

[SPEAKER_00]: This is Bloomsbury, New Jersey, a pitcher-ess burrow of Hunter Dunn County, surrounded by farmland.

[SPEAKER_00]: It's located ten miles east of the Pennsylvania line and fifty miles north of Philadelphia.

[SPEAKER_00]: Interstate seventy-eight runs directly through it.

[SPEAKER_00]: The killer has a black fanny pack strapped to his waist, a tool belt, along with it.

[SPEAKER_00]: He's secured to his right thigh, a fifteen inch hunting knife, and it's sheath.

[SPEAKER_00]: wearing a black t-shirt dark jeans, black sneakers, black leather gloves, and a leather hooded mask.

[SPEAKER_00]: He steps out of his truck and slips into the narrow band of trees behind his rig.

[SPEAKER_00]: It's past midnight.

[SPEAKER_00]: He emerges in front of Route One's seventy-three ready to kill.

[SPEAKER_00]: Prowling through the neighborhood, he moves on from lock doors and avoids any house of lights on.

[SPEAKER_00]: The two story residents at seventy-nine Main Street was dark, but had a car parked in front.

[SPEAKER_00]: Looking in the passenger's side window, he could see a person the seat.

[SPEAKER_00]: The car was locked.

[SPEAKER_00]: Feeling good about this one.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane brazenly walks up onto the wide front porch and checks the front door.

[SPEAKER_00]: It is unlocked.

[SPEAKER_00]: He enters the house quickly and listens for any sounds of a TV, voices, or footsteps.

[SPEAKER_00]: Hearing silence, he grabs the car keys laying in the living room coffee table that goes back outside, unlocks the car, and takes the purse from the passenger seat.

[SPEAKER_00]: Using a small flashlight, the human hunter rummages through the purse, finding a wallet.

[SPEAKER_00]: He pulls up the driver's license and takes a look at the picture.

[SPEAKER_00]: Monica Mazero, thirty-eight, a pretty blonde with a beautiful smile.

[SPEAKER_00]: Seeing only one car in the driveway, he assumed she was single and alone.

[SPEAKER_00]: The big shadow heads back inside and lays the person the floor just inside the entrance and draws his knife.

[SPEAKER_00]: Walking down a narrow hallway, he passes a bathroom and around the corner finds a bedroom.

[SPEAKER_00]: A smell enters the room.

[SPEAKER_00]: He's expecting to find a helpless sleeping victim, but instead he discovers a terrified woman sitting up in bed, haven't been awoken by the sound of someone in her apartment.

[SPEAKER_00]: Monica, being the free spirit and trusting person she was, never locked her door.

[SPEAKER_00]: It was holding onto the hope it was her upstairs neighbor coming to talk to her about something or maybe came home drunk and found himself in the wrong apartment.

[SPEAKER_00]: She is reading a Harry Potter book, living in a land of make believe when the big bad wolf walks in.

[SPEAKER_00]: Using her remote, she turns on the overhead light and fan revealing the large figure dressed in black with his face covered.

[SPEAKER_00]: Monica screams and jumps out of bed.

[SPEAKER_00]: Raising his knife, the human hunter charges and presses a glove hand over the woman's mouth.

[SPEAKER_00]: When Monica bites down, laying grass and pulls his hand away, now furious, he throws her onto the bed and then falls on top of her, which quels another scream.

[SPEAKER_00]: Her breath gone, the largest knife slices across her throat, opening a gasping wound.

[SPEAKER_00]: The life drains from Monica Masero.

[SPEAKER_00]: Her killer, unhappy to see her go so soon, then proceeds to mutilate the body, stabbing and slashing the head, chest, stomach and genitals.

[SPEAKER_00]: before leaving the sickle goes through Monica's belongings in search of a trophy, pocketing a necklace he finds on her dresser.

[SPEAKER_00]: As he leaves the home lane grabs Monica's purse that he left by the front door, then chooses the side door to escape this to avoid being seen.

[SPEAKER_00]: He escapes through backyards and makes his way to a railway track, which conveniently leads him back to the truck stop.

[SPEAKER_00]: He tosses her driver's license and credit cards along the way.

[SPEAKER_00]: He stuffs the bills from her purse and loose change into his jeans pocket.

[SPEAKER_00]: Before getting into the cab of his truck, he throws her purse onto the roof of a nearby building.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane isn't no hurry to get away.

[SPEAKER_00]: There have been no one to hear his victim screams.

[SPEAKER_00]: Unlike the last one.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane peels the leather mask off his sweaty face and then goes into the pilot travel center where he buys a radar detector.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane did not want to be caught over something stupid like speeding.

[SPEAKER_00]: He then has something to eat and sleeps a while before he continues on to New England and his next stop.

[SPEAKER_00]: He made it to Massachusetts by ten p.m.

[SPEAKER_00]: that same Sunday night.

[SPEAKER_00]: Adamly Roy Lane, a little tired, was looking for his stop in Chelmsford.

[SPEAKER_00]: A suburb of Boston and Middlesex County with a population of thirty-five thousand.

[SPEAKER_00]: Driving along in estate for ninety-five north near Chowmsford, the killer was nowhere near a typical cooldown period.

[SPEAKER_00]: The next morning he would be making a pickup of goods and heading back to Virginia with no scheduled stops along the way and was expected in Virginia by the end of the following day.

[SPEAKER_00]: This meant the seven hundred fifty mile return trip could be made in less than twelve hours, so any personal downtime was going to be limited.

[SPEAKER_00]: A highway sign indicated an upcoming stop at exit thirty three visitors center rest area.

[SPEAKER_00]: With no other stops before he would reach his final destination home, this would be his last chance before some time off at the trailer park with his wife and kids.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane pulls into the rest stop around ten fifteen p.m.

[SPEAKER_00]: He was likely glad to see there was only one other tractor trailer parked with its lights off.

[SPEAKER_00]: The rest area was well lit and no other vehicles were around.

[SPEAKER_00]: a big perk of long haul trucking is being alone, at least for some.

[SPEAKER_00]: Thinking back of my time working in gas stations, it occurs to be now that many truckers were quite talkative.

[SPEAKER_00]: It also occurs to me that they were likely starved for face-to-face social interaction after long trips.

[SPEAKER_00]: Some human interaction, Adamly Roy Lane was hungry, not stars, but hungry for something a little more than that.

[SPEAKER_00]: The highway killer couldn't get enough of hunting humans.

[SPEAKER_00]: He gets in at his truck.

[SPEAKER_00]: This much earlier than he had in Pennsylvania in New Jersey, he'd done this after midnight in those places.

[SPEAKER_00]: He's maybe tired, wants to get this one done and go to bed.

[SPEAKER_00]: He has mastered his hunting attire, still with traces of barely dried blood from the murder of Monica Masero.

[SPEAKER_00]: Now you can't discover it back in New Jersey.

[SPEAKER_00]: The filthy beast hadn't bothered to shower, despite the stifling heat of the past few days, and the evidence splattered all over him.

[SPEAKER_00]: About a quarter mile south of the truck stop, he stepped out of the woods at the edge of wood crest condominiums.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane began his hunt, looking for his opportunity to gain entry into one of the units via unlocked door.

[SPEAKER_00]: It was around eleven pm and a lot earlier than usual for him, so there were lights on everywhere.

[SPEAKER_00]: The killer paused outside building number six and the ground floor door of apartment three eleven caught his attention.

[SPEAKER_00]: He tried the door but it was locked.

[SPEAKER_00]: He was unaware that the female resident inside had spotted him through her window as he had approached.

[SPEAKER_00]: She had been watching TV and bed beside her sleeping husband when she had seen the shadow come and locked up.

[SPEAKER_00]: Then she heard the jiggle of her door.

[SPEAKER_00]: She went to the second store bedroom balcony that overlooked the backyard and saw a large figure wearing all black, moving in the darkness.

[SPEAKER_00]: She then woke her husband to tell him and he called the police.

[SPEAKER_00]: When officers arrived minutes later, she described the figure as stalky and wearing all black, but she was unable to see his face before he disappeared into the woods.

[SPEAKER_00]: the officers searched, but the suspect was long gone.

[SPEAKER_00]: By two AM, Lane had moved on from the condominiums to the Chemsford Mobile Home Park, farther south on Littleton Road.

[SPEAKER_00]: At this hour, his usual hunting time, he felt more confident and brazen to enter a home in search of valuables and a vulnerable victim.

[SPEAKER_00]: It was with this confidence he approached the first unit just inside the trailer park entrance.

[SPEAKER_00]: The residents belonged to Gladys Shey, who lived with her daughter Kathy Crowley, and her fourteen-year-old granddaughter Michelle.

[SPEAKER_00]: Michelle was sitting in a desktop computer and noticed someone was outside.

[SPEAKER_00]: When her mother came in from the kitchen, Michelle asked her mom if she had been outside in the porch.

[SPEAKER_00]: She had not.

[SPEAKER_00]: Puzzled, mother Kathy stepped in onto the porch, but didn't see anyone.

[SPEAKER_00]: Kathy then went into the bathroom, and as she closed the door, fourteen-year-old Michelle noticed a face in the window right beside her, wearing what looked to be a black plastic bag over its head, she screamed.

[SPEAKER_00]: Someone's in the window again.

[SPEAKER_00]: Mother Kathy runs from the bathroom, but again couldn't see anyone.

[SPEAKER_00]: Thinking was a peeping Tom, she rushes back outside and spots a large figure walking away a couple of trailers down.

[SPEAKER_00]: She yells, hey, what are you doing?

[SPEAKER_00]: The man stops, turns around, stands staring for a moment.

[SPEAKER_00]: She sees these wearing some kind of leather mask.

[SPEAKER_00]: He's got a tool belt on.

[SPEAKER_00]: He's all in black.

[SPEAKER_00]: Then the guy begins moving towards her.

[SPEAKER_00]: Like Jason Voorhees, but somehow smellier.

[SPEAKER_00]: Kathy likely mutters to herself.

[SPEAKER_00]: Oh, shit.

[SPEAKER_00]: Then slams the trailer door, locks it, and tells her daughter to close and lock the windows.

[SPEAKER_00]: Driving yourself on to call the police, Catherine sees the shadowy mass figure peering in at them through the window.

[SPEAKER_00]: They run to the front of the trailer and into the grandmother Gladys' bedroom, where they soon hear the figure jiggling the door handle, and then pounding on the front door.

[SPEAKER_00]: They use an iron board to barricade the bedroom door, and while on the call with nine-one-one, the dispatcher can hear the violent pounding in the background.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane soon stopped, however.

[SPEAKER_00]: He was just trying to scare him.

[SPEAKER_00]: He'd known this location was burnt, the moment he'd be called up by Kathy.

[SPEAKER_00]: When officers arrived, Kathy told them what had happened and described the prowler as a heavy set white male wearing tight black clothes and a belt with things hanging off of it.

[SPEAKER_00]: Police searched the exterior of the trailer and found the only damage to be a broken porch light that the killer broke so those inside could no longer see him.

[SPEAKER_00]: Fuck.

[SPEAKER_00]: The police made a thorough search of the lot in the park with no trace of the prowler.

[SPEAKER_00]: The women were so shaken and convinced he might return that they packed bags and left to stay with the front.

[SPEAKER_00]: The officers remained in the area for more than an hour afterwards, patrolling the grounds, looking for anything suspicious.

[SPEAKER_00]: After leaving the trailer park, Lane had made his way back through the woods, moving north to Hunt Road.

[SPEAKER_00]: It was three AM, and there were no cars in the roads making it much easier to move around unseen in the darkness.

[SPEAKER_00]: Hunt Road merged into Pine Hill Road, which splits off into directions.

[SPEAKER_00]: To the left, a nursery into the right, a beautifully restored large farmhouse, which is the direction he chose, walking amongst the shadows along the far side of the road, then cutting across the backyard, [SPEAKER_00]: He made his way to a large patio of this home, passed an in-ground swimming pool to a rear entry door.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane tries it, it's unlocked, so he steps into the farmhouse.

[SPEAKER_00]: It's like three a.m.

[SPEAKER_00]: in Chumsford.

[SPEAKER_00]: Mesh two shits, but to shit my pants is reading this fucking thing, and I wrote it.

[SPEAKER_00]: It's about to get real stinky in here as well.

[SPEAKER_00]: Moving cautiously through a narrow hallway into the kitchen, the killer spotted an iPad on the countertop.

[SPEAKER_00]: When he grabbed it he accidentally touched the play button and allowed music started to play.

[SPEAKER_00]: And suddenly this slasher film is a fucking comedy.

[SPEAKER_00]: This home invasion ended in that moment as he dropped the iPad and fled without turning it off.

[SPEAKER_00]: A mother and daughter were asleep upstairs and were awakened by the music.

[SPEAKER_00]: The daughter got up and went down to turn the iPad off, thinking it had turned itself on.

[SPEAKER_00]: It was three thirty a.m.

[SPEAKER_00]: Creepy.

[SPEAKER_00]: Now these things happen from time to time, probably just a ghost.

[SPEAKER_00]: The girl went back to bed and didn't think anything more of it until the news of what came next broke.

[SPEAKER_00]: Earlier that night, while the highway killer was getting used to the area, teenager Shay McDonough had been dropped off at home around eleven forty five p.m.

[SPEAKER_00]: fifteen minutes before her agreed, summertime curfew of midnight.

[SPEAKER_00]: She went to her parents' room to let them know she was home.

[SPEAKER_00]: Her father, Kevin, was sound asleep after a long day's work, but her mom, Jeannie, was still away, having just watched the end of the Red Sox game.

[SPEAKER_00]: One, or the other, would usually wait up until the kids were home safe.

[SPEAKER_00]: The AC unit and their room had stopped working days ago, and they hadn't got around to fixing it despite the intense July heat.

[SPEAKER_00]: The overhead fan was on, but offered little comfort.

[SPEAKER_00]: Teenagers Shay decided to sleep in the guest bedroom next to them as the air conditioning worked in there.

[SPEAKER_00]: Saying in night she turned to leave and started to close the door behind her when her mom asked her to leave it open a little.

[SPEAKER_00]: Shay wasn't feeling tired, so she went to the kitchen to get a bottle of water, then went into the family room and turned on the TV.

[SPEAKER_00]: Realizing her brother Ryan wasn't home yet, she unlocked the back door for him, and Casey forgot his keys.

[SPEAKER_00]: Shay was not aware that Ryan was spending the night at his friend Ricky's house.

[SPEAKER_00]: Flipping through the channels for something to watch, Shay soon tired and started to nod off on the couch until two AM.

[SPEAKER_00]: She finally got up and dragged herself off to bed around two thirty.

[SPEAKER_00]: The air conditioning was on full blast in the spare bedroom, and she was quite cold, so she snuggled into the blankets, pulling them up to her chin, and the teenager drifted off to sleep.

[SPEAKER_00]: After the killer's sudden exit from the farmhouse, after his second strike of the night, Lane was determined to make a hit.

[SPEAKER_00]: Continuing north on Pine Hill and through the backyards of the residences there, he reached a property located diagonally to the McDonald's, alerting some dogs, [SPEAKER_00]: A neighbor woke and went up to investigate.

[SPEAKER_00]: Seeing nothing, he assumed a coyote riled up the dogs and went back inside.

[SPEAKER_00]: Gini McDonough also woke at this time, either because of the dogs or the sweltering temperatures, remember Gini's the mother to shay, wife, to sleeping.

[SPEAKER_00]: Kevin, Gini gets up and goes to get a glass of water downstairs.

[SPEAKER_00]: She brings it back upstairs with her to bed, but struggles to fall back to sleep.

[SPEAKER_00]: Kevin is also starting to stir by now tossing and turning in the heat.

[SPEAKER_00]: Gini is able to drift off eventually but she's far from a deep sleeper, especially in this heat.

[SPEAKER_00]: Meanwhile, Adamly Roy Lane is making his way towards their home.

[SPEAKER_00]: At around three, forty a.m.

[SPEAKER_00]: he walks up the driveway, past the family dog Bosco's dog house.

[SPEAKER_00]: Bosco was leashed and was a friendly dog, but could be very territorial when strangers came near the property.

[SPEAKER_00]: Not tonight, with no air conditioning and the windows open, if Bosco had barked the family would have heard him, but this killer got lucky, laying into the backyard to the side gate and onto the back porch to the door that had been unlocked earlier by Shay, lucky again, quietly entered and found himself at the back of the family room facing the kitchen.

[SPEAKER_00]: Both genies and shades purses were on the counter.

[SPEAKER_00]: The killer grabbed them, taking them outside to rummage through.

[SPEAKER_00]: Bosco still sleep and blows it again.

[SPEAKER_00]: The killer pulls out Mother Genie's driver's license in the cash he had.

[SPEAKER_00]: In the teenage daughter's shades bag, he found a can of pepper spray that he throws into the woods.

[SPEAKER_00]: Then pulls that her driver's license in her high school ID with her photo.

[SPEAKER_00]: This was all he needed to see.

[SPEAKER_00]: She was a petite, pretty dark-haired girl with a tan complexion.

[SPEAKER_00]: The type who'd be cast as an enticing victim for any sicko and any horror movie.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane took the small amount of cash and left the person set side with the intention of taking them with them when he left.

[SPEAKER_00]: He then slowly made his way through the kitchen and down the hallway.

[SPEAKER_00]: He crept past Genie and Kevin's partially open bedroom door, peaked in, saw two adult forms, and moved on to the closed door directly in front of him.

[SPEAKER_00]: He opened the door, and saw Shay, fourteen years old, petite, asleep, and quickly entered closing the door behind him.

[SPEAKER_00]: The noise of the window air conditioning unit muffled any sound he made, and the cool air diminished his odor.

[SPEAKER_00]: It was now three fifty one AM, the killer pulled out his knife, and leaned over his shape, who was asleep on her back, with her head turned slightly.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane watched her for a moment, then pulled the covers down to her knees, and placed his glove hand over her mouth, and nose.

[SPEAKER_00]: The girl woke instantly.

[SPEAKER_00]: She thought for a moment her brother was joking with her, but then felt something cold and sharp, pressed against her neck.

[SPEAKER_00]: As she focused, she saw it was a large man wearing a mask.

[SPEAKER_00]: and a deep, southern accent he warned her, if you make any noise here little lady.

[SPEAKER_00]: I'll fucking kill you.

[SPEAKER_00]: She wanted to scream, but couldn't as his hand covered almost her entire face.

[SPEAKER_00]: Shave begins to panic.

[SPEAKER_00]: She's a swimmer with long, strong legs, so when she kicks them out, it causes the headboard to bang against the wall between the two bedrooms.

[SPEAKER_00]: This wakes her mother Jeannie, who can hear some soft whimpering and strange sounds of movement, and thanks her daughter might be having a nightmare.

[SPEAKER_00]: Something tells her to get up and check.

[SPEAKER_00]: Kevin had also woken up and heard the strange noises.

[SPEAKER_00]: Father Kevin says he's gonna go and check but Genie's already up and they go into the room together.

[SPEAKER_00]: Even when the kids were small it was unusual for both of them to get up at the middle of the night to check on the kids.

[SPEAKER_00]: Had either of them gone alone, this all could have turned out quite differently.

[SPEAKER_00]: And even more haunting was that if their air conditioning had been working they may not have heard anything.

[SPEAKER_00]: When they opened the door, neither was prepared for the surreal scene in front of them.

[SPEAKER_00]: A large figure and dark clothing leaned over their daughter, Kevin yells out, hey, what are you doing?

[SPEAKER_00]: Which startled the intruder, who turns around and in doing so grays, shades shoulder with his knife cutting her.

[SPEAKER_00]: She yells out, no words can describe the sheer horror they all feel in this moment, but the instinct is to act.

[SPEAKER_00]: And they all do.

[SPEAKER_00]: Kevin yells out, knife, and lunges that lane, catching him off guard.

[SPEAKER_00]: He grabs both of his arms and begins wrestling with them.

[SPEAKER_00]: Kevin is not a large man but is very strong, a former high school wrestler.

[SPEAKER_00]: He was easily about eighty pounds lighter than Lane, and like a foot shorter.

[SPEAKER_00]: The size disadvantage did not phase Kevin, and he throws the intruder onto the other twin bed.

[SPEAKER_00]: With his head and shoulders pushed against the wall and Kevin on his back, Kevin yells to his wife, get the knife.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane's hand was so big it covered the entire handle of the knife so all that genie commands to do was grab the blade.

[SPEAKER_00]: She didn't notice I badly she even cut until later.

[SPEAKER_00]: She was only concerned with making sure that knife didn't hurt anybody.

[SPEAKER_00]: She wasn't concerned with how much it was hurt in her olden it though.

[SPEAKER_00]: By now, she was out of the room and on the phone with a nine one one operator and all the chaos she reported that the intruder had a gun in which he did not.

[SPEAKER_00]: As the call was being transferred, she thought they had been disconnected and hung up.

[SPEAKER_00]: Despite the disconnect at three fifty eight a.m.

[SPEAKER_00]: Officer Robert Murphy was told to head in the direction of the McDonald's house.

[SPEAKER_00]: Meanwhile, lanes on the ground getting wrestle fucked by Kevin, breathing heavily and groaning.

[SPEAKER_00]: He struggles to get to his feet at one point in an immersive energy.

[SPEAKER_00]: He's whipping Kevin around the room on his back.

[SPEAKER_00]: Oh, shit!

[SPEAKER_00]: Genie heard Kevin say, and she thought for sure that her husband was about to get bucked off the killers back.

[SPEAKER_00]: And kill all of them, but Kevin was able to re-rap his arms around Lane, and drag him to the ground once again, then put him in a headlock.

[SPEAKER_00]: They were now wedged between the foot of Shaze Bed and the closet, with Lane in Kevin's lap, which worked Kevin's advantage as Lane couldn't move to either side.

[SPEAKER_00]: He hasn't wrapped up here.

[SPEAKER_00]: Kevin kept his forearm clenched tightly around Lane's windpipe, a mobilizing him.

[SPEAKER_00]: and Kevin's yelling, Shay, calling back, calling I'm on one, and go get my gun.

[SPEAKER_00]: Shay responds, okay dad, and quickly leaves the room, never letting on, that her father doesn't own a gun.

[SPEAKER_00]: This is just a play, obviously, by Kevin, to take some more of the wind out of this intruders' sails, maybe if he thinks a gun's coming, he might stop struggling so much.

[SPEAKER_00]: Once out of the room, shade cell phone rings, it's the Chumpsford Police letting her know help us on the way.

[SPEAKER_00]: And they wanted to keep on the line.

[SPEAKER_00]: They're asking her questions to determine what they're walking into.

[SPEAKER_00]: She explains her dad has the intruder held down that the man is massive, and they need them to arrive quickly, please.

[SPEAKER_00]: Police instruct shade to go outside to flag them down.

[SPEAKER_00]: Even with Kevin having a chokehold on lane, Lane would knock a let go of the knife and Genie is still holding onto the plate.

[SPEAKER_00]: Thinking he was some kind of high school kid obsessed with her daughter, Genie as a mother trying to shame him says, what were you thinking?

[SPEAKER_00]: What were you thinking?

[SPEAKER_00]: Adam Lane looks up at the woman, leather mask is skew on his face like a shitty wrestler and says, I just want a money man.

[SPEAKER_00]: Hearing his southern draw, she knew they were dealing with a complete stranger.

[SPEAKER_00]: Kevin, realizing the same squeeze tighter and tells Lane, I'm the one with a fucking money, you should have come to see me, you fat fucking piece of shit.

[SPEAKER_00]: He is a Boston accent, Kevin, but yeah, I can only do Jersey accent.

[SPEAKER_00]: So the asked him who he was, and he tells him, I'm nobody, but he just let me leave folks.

[SPEAKER_00]: Finally, Lane, let's go to the knife and Genie takes it away.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane knew at this point it's over for him, and he's just trying to free his hands.

[SPEAKER_00]: He's saying to Kevin, can you just let me take this mask off?

[SPEAKER_00]: It's suffocating.

[SPEAKER_00]: He says the G.D.

[SPEAKER_00]: Hayes should go ten those wounds to your hand lady, but she's not about to leave Kevin alone with them.

[SPEAKER_00]: What they would later understand was that Lane yes he was giving up here, but also he was trying to get his mask removed as he was well aware that there would be much more severe sentencing for a masked home invasion.

[SPEAKER_00]: Officer Murphy soon arrived, jumped out of the car, asking the teenager Shay, where is he?

[SPEAKER_00]: In the house, fighting with my dad.

[SPEAKER_00]: With the report of a gun and a potential homicide, Murphy didn't wait for backup or waste time waiting for a SWAT team.

[SPEAKER_00]: Shay directed him to the bedroom, and with his gun at the ready he burst in, not knowing what he would find.

[SPEAKER_00]: He came into the chaotic scene, screaming at everyone.

[SPEAKER_00]: Nobody mover, I'll blow your fucking heads off.

[SPEAKER_00]: The officer then instructed Genie to drop the knife she's holding by the blade.

[SPEAKER_00]: Start a little bit beyond relief she lets go of the knife.

[SPEAKER_00]: What felt like an eternity, as they waited for help, was actually only four minutes since Shea had first called name on one.

[SPEAKER_00]: Jeannie couldn't believe what was happening and felt like she was watching a movie or having a really bad dream.

[SPEAKER_00]: She stood there in her panties and a tank top covered in her own blood, her fingers fallen off, while her husband wearing only as boxes held a stranger in a chokehold.

[SPEAKER_00]: This guy stinks too, she notices now.

[SPEAKER_00]: My God, what's that smell?

[SPEAKER_00]: Officer Murphy looks for a gun and not funny one.

[SPEAKER_00]: Kick the knife at a reach of lane.

[SPEAKER_00]: Moments later a sergeant arrive.

[SPEAKER_00]: Frank Good.

[SPEAKER_00]: He has his gun drawn as well.

[SPEAKER_00]: This thing's all over.

[SPEAKER_00]: Kevin's like, man, this is wicked.

[SPEAKER_00]: Hurt my back.

[SPEAKER_00]: Can we get this scumbag off of me?

[SPEAKER_00]: The officers pull lane off a Kevin and bring them both through their feet.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane struggles to get free as they cuff him.

[SPEAKER_00]: Asking Lane if he had any other weapons, they search him finding two fifteen inch hunting knives, a small knife with a retractable blade, a three-foot length of choke wire, a Chinese throwing star, a small flashlight, as well as this leather mask in his head.

[SPEAKER_00]: Gene goes to her bedroom to dress with help from Shay as her hands are cut so deeply.

[SPEAKER_00]: She watches as Lane is taking past her room.

[SPEAKER_00]: His mask now removed, she only cut a glimpse of them, but what she saw was quite scary.

[SPEAKER_00]: That face of his disgusting.

[SPEAKER_00]: Outside Paramedics had arrived and tended to genie's wounds.

[SPEAKER_00]: From the backseat of the squad car, Lane shed it at the open window, she did that to herself.

[SPEAKER_00]: no one paid him any attention, an officer Murphy rolled up the window before driving him away.

[SPEAKER_00]: The EMT said Genie's wounds require stitches so they had to take it to the hospital in Concord.

[SPEAKER_00]: They also wanted shade to come along for an evaluation.

[SPEAKER_00]: She had a nick on her shoulder and she'd been attacked here.

[SPEAKER_00]: I mean, and she was also in shock.

[SPEAKER_00]: Before leaving, they went to get their purses and realized they weren't on the counter where they left them, she found them outside, and they made a note of what was missing.

[SPEAKER_00]: With this investigators could conclude that if lanes only intent was to rob them, he would not have re-entred the house after finding and going through their purses.

[SPEAKER_00]: It finally dawned on Gini that their dog Bosco wasn't barking during all the chaos and feared that he had be killed by this killer before he had entered the house.

[SPEAKER_00]: Kevin goes to check in his dog and thankfully finds that the old boys find.

[SPEAKER_00]: Though Kevin had to be thinking what the fuck Bosco?

[SPEAKER_00]: Of all the nights that the dog hadn't, Bosco had chosen this one to knock it off.

[SPEAKER_00]: Adam Leeroy Lane's arsenal of weapons were laid out on the porch to be photographed, and while Jeannie and Shay went to the hospital, Kevin, this hero, remained to provide the details of what had happened.

[SPEAKER_00]: Detective George Tyros arrived to process the scene and seen the weapons he was certain Officer Murphy made the right call and entering the home without waiting for backup.

[SPEAKER_00]: Any hesitation by the initial arriving officer and this could have been a serious hostage taking or a situation where they would have had to call the coroner.

[SPEAKER_00]: Since the tragedy of Columbine, the protocol for this precinct was to go right in, weapons drawn and ready to defend yourself and protect the lives of others.

[SPEAKER_00]: Law suits and all that other ship be damped.

[SPEAKER_00]: Kevin, Shay, and Gini were safe, but not yet fully aware of just how fortunate they had been.

[SPEAKER_00]: Adamly Roy Lane is transported to the Chelmsford Police Department where he's booked and read his rights.

[SPEAKER_00]: During his booking, Lane identified himself as Adamly Roy Lane from North Carolina.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane was charged with home invasion while armed and masked, kidnapping, three counts of armed assault and a dwelling with intent to commit a felony, threat to commit a crime, assault and battery with a dangerous weapon, larceny of property over two hundred fifty dollars, resisting arrest, attempted murder, and possession of a dangerous weapon.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane told the officers where his truck was located on Interstate four nine five north, and an officer Bruce Darwin was dispatched to the scene to secure the rig and wait for the towing company.

[SPEAKER_00]: The truck was moved to Chelmsford Police Department where the trailer was found to be empty.

[SPEAKER_00]: After securing an affidavit to search through Lane's personal effects in the cab, they found another knife, a handheld scouting scope, and a DVD player with the movie hunting humans still inside.

[SPEAKER_00]: A necklace was also found, but as it didn't belong to Shay or Jeannie, it was disregarded at the time, the truck was then moved to Fiera's towing and secured.

[SPEAKER_00]: After the crime scene had been processed, Detective Taro's return to the station and went to the interrogation room to speak with Lane.

[SPEAKER_00]: What struck him immediately was the smell.

[SPEAKER_00]: The older, Lane admitted, was saw a fence of him strong, he needed to leave the door open.

[SPEAKER_00]: He'd never had to do that before, and he had been in many small rooms with other suspects with a wide variety of fouls sense, but this one was exceptional.

[SPEAKER_00]: It wasn't the smell of nervous perspiration or body odor, and he could only describe it as that of decomposing tissue.

[SPEAKER_00]: The other thing was Lane's thick southern accent, and investigators often had difficulty understanding what he was saying.

[SPEAKER_00]: Apparently Lane felt the same about the Boston accent saw around him and commented, you guys sure talk funny around here.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane was passive and calm at this point, but complained about the swelling of his split lower lip that he had sustained during his scuffle with police, touching it to see if he was bleeding.

[SPEAKER_00]: It was clear that his only concerns were about himself.

[SPEAKER_00]: He wanted sympathy it seemed from the officers.

[SPEAKER_00]: He complained about his medical concerns and the diabetes medication and his truck that he needed.

[SPEAKER_00]: His complaints were largely ignored and his medication was retreated from his truck and put with his other belongings.

[SPEAKER_00]: Investigators couldn't ignore his complaint to being hungry though for fear he could have some sort of diabetic reactions so they sent an officer out to get him Burger King.

[SPEAKER_00]: This was a big risk as they could have later been accused of strange and unusual punishment.

[SPEAKER_00]: Detective Tiro's watch does Lane eight in front of him and it was all he could do to hold back his disgust that this was his only focus and he didn't seem interested in talking.

[SPEAKER_00]: They wanted to find out what Lane was doing with all those weapons and masks and at her reading him his rights asked if he wanted to talk about what he'd done that night.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane responded, quote, let's matter anyway.

[SPEAKER_00]: I'm going to shoot Little Retroble that Detective tries to clarify asking, is that a yes or no?

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane answers without looking up and with a mouth full of food.

[SPEAKER_00]: No.

[SPEAKER_00]: I want my attorney.

[SPEAKER_00]: With that, the detectives get up and walk out of the room.

[SPEAKER_00]: I detect a Sergeant Todd A.

Hern comes back in to take Lane to his holding cell.

[SPEAKER_00]: It seemed Lane didn't want to go and suddenly became loud and aggressive.

[SPEAKER_00]: Maybe the severity of a situation was sinking in, but by the time they got him downstairs, he calmed down and apologized.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane had been initially charged in middle-sex superior court Massachusetts, and from the moment of his capture, Chumsford Police Chief James Murphy stated publicly that this incident was not likely Lane's first.

[SPEAKER_00]: No sooner had he made this statement, the body of Monica Masero was discovered by New Jersey State Police.

[SPEAKER_00]: Monica ran a house-cleaning business and when one of her clients came home to find their home on touch a few days later and no word for Monica, they became concerned.

[SPEAKER_00]: The client tried calling her as it was not like her to be so irresponsible, but she did not answer, also unlike Monica.

[SPEAKER_00]: He went to her home, and after seeing her car there, he knocked, but got no response, and then contacted police.

[SPEAKER_00]: The New Jersey State Police Officer who responded to conduct a wellness call noted her address.

[SPEAKER_00]: Earlier, he had received a call that someone had found personal items scattered along the railroad tracks, and one of the items was a paste up with Monica's name and the address that he was now at.

[SPEAKER_00]: He was playing to follow up on the original call before the end of his shift, but now he's killing two birds with one stone, or one Chinese throwing star.

[SPEAKER_00]: He noticed no sign of forced entry or any struggle.

[SPEAKER_00]: He then walked into Monica's first floor bedroom and made the grim discovery of her mutilated body.

[SPEAKER_00]: As with the murder of Darlene Ewell, police believed Monica possibly knew her killer or her killer knew her.

[SPEAKER_00]: Friends and family were interviewed and the canvas her blooms buried new jersey neighborhood to gather as much information or any physical evidence.

[SPEAKER_00]: Monica turned out new quite a few people.

[SPEAKER_00]: She was very active on a fan website of the Rock Band Aerospace and police sifted through the online message boards she frequented.

[SPEAKER_00]: Not wanting to miss a thing, they looked into her dating history, which presented a pool of possible suspects.

[SPEAKER_00]: The mutilation of her body suggested a crime of passion and made the idea that this was a random killing more remote.

[SPEAKER_00]: Several persons of interest were identified and interrogated due to questionable behavior, contradictory statements or other discrepancies.

[SPEAKER_00]: These suspects occupied the time of the ten detectives assigned to the case.

[SPEAKER_00]: Meanwhile, back in Chelmsford, Massachusetts, detective Tyros was trying to learn as much as he could about Adam Lee Roy Lane.

[SPEAKER_00]: The contents of his big rig were scrutinized, and Tyros' interest was now in the DVD, hunting humans.

[SPEAKER_00]: He knew read away what he was in for when he put the DVD into the player, and a quote from Tim Kyle's book, Barry Dreams, about serial killer John Wayne Gacy, appeared on the screen.

[SPEAKER_00]: Quout, no one can see murder on your face.

[SPEAKER_00]: There is no brand that sets you apart from the crowd.

[SPEAKER_00]: No outward sign that the dark flower is growing in your soul.

[SPEAKER_00]: People will see you as they've always seen you, if you could only bury fear and confusion and remorse along with the evidence." [SPEAKER_00]: Man, quote.

[SPEAKER_00]: This two-thousand two documentary style movie is a better fictitious killer who offers tips and advice as to how to knock it caught.

[SPEAKER_00]: But I think I've talked about the movie enough.

[SPEAKER_00]: I will say that at the top of the killer's list is to have no motive and no connection to the victim and to choose it random.

[SPEAKER_00]: It became clear to detectives while watching this.

[SPEAKER_00]: D grade movie I kind of liked the movie I did watch it reminds me of movies me and my brother used to make it's pretty shitty but good because of how shitty it is I understand why he liked it in lanes defense [SPEAKER_00]: But the detectives, they realized that he wasn't just on the prowl for pocketbook cash, as he was saying.

[SPEAKER_00]: The movie didn't prove anything except maybe provide a clear understanding of what Lane's real intentions may have been.

[SPEAKER_00]: Calls were made to his hometown and the local police for any information they had on Lane.

[SPEAKER_00]: They talked to his employer and anyone else who could help them get a handle on who this guy was.

[SPEAKER_00]: Detectives and Chumsford shared all that they knew about Lane and his crime over the national tell-a-type with other departments.

[SPEAKER_00]: On August, twenty-th-two thousand and seven with the Chumsford Police Department having announced the arrest of Adam Lee Roy Lane and his crime, authorities and New Jersey reached out to detectives there.

[SPEAKER_00]: Detective Teros realized the similarities between Monica Masaro's murder and New Jersey and Lane's MO in his case.

[SPEAKER_00]: The late hour, unlocked door, the knife, [SPEAKER_00]: proximity to a major in a state with the rest stop nearby.

[SPEAKER_00]: In a follow-up conference called the next day between Teros, the New Jersey State Police and the Hunting County Prosecutors Office, Teros was asked if he had found anything that would place Lane in New Jersey.

[SPEAKER_00]: They did find that.

[SPEAKER_00]: A receipt collected in the search of lanes cab with the location of Bloomsbury dated July, twenty-nice, two thousand and seven.

[SPEAKER_00]: You jersey investigators are like holy shit and they go to Chemsford the morning of August, twenty-second, two thousand and seven and no one can understand what the other guy's fucking saying over here.

[SPEAKER_00]: But they get through it.

[SPEAKER_00]: On August twenty thirty thousand seven detectives from New Jersey were in the middle sex county jail offices there ready to talk to Adamly Roy Lane.

[SPEAKER_00]: When Lane was brought into the interrogation room there were like holy shit.

[SPEAKER_00]: Oh my god, you're massive.

[SPEAKER_00]: You stink!

[SPEAKER_00]: Oh god, he stink too.

[SPEAKER_00]: And in the interrogation room, he was read his rights and asked to provide a voluntary DNA sample, which he did.

[SPEAKER_00]: After some pleasantries and trying not to show their hand, the detectives asked Lane about his life and the time he spent in New Jersey hoping he would eventually implicate himself.

[SPEAKER_00]: After more than an hour of this casual conversation, Lane asked, serves if you drove all the way from New Jersey.

[SPEAKER_00]: You have a reason other than just I want to talk to Adam Lee Roy Lane.

[SPEAKER_00]: I ain't stupid, sir.

[SPEAKER_00]: The detectives then tell Lane they're investigating the murder of Monica Masero, and that he's a suspect, and that they have evidence he was in the area at the time.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane tells detectives he expected that he would be suspected of other unsolved crimes, but then said, you know, I didn't do it though.

[SPEAKER_00]: After more questioning, Lane again asked for his lawyer.

[SPEAKER_00]: The detectives then gathered their video in audio equipment, and we're leaving the room and Lane asked, do they have the needle in New Jersey?

[SPEAKER_00]: to which the detectives replied, no, they haven't executed anyone in use over there.

[SPEAKER_00]: He then asked, well, how much time am I looking at that?

[SPEAKER_00]: At that moment, the detectives from New Jersey knew they were looking at the person who murdered Monica.

[SPEAKER_00]: With Lane ready to talk, the detectives asked him, add him, tell us what happened on the night at the truck stop off Route seven-eight.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane provided every chilling detail but claimed he was only there to rob her and he had a knife in case there was a big dog.

[SPEAKER_00]: In their struggle Monica rolled onto his knife and the blade accidentally slashed her throat.

[SPEAKER_00]: And after realizing she was dead, he tried to make it look like a sex crime by cutting her in a couple of places.

[SPEAKER_00]: The detectives couldn't believe what they just heard laying in fast.

[SPEAKER_00]: It was more than they could have hoped for.

[SPEAKER_00]: It contained information that someone who was at the scene would only know the slashing of the generals.

[SPEAKER_00]: Name was charged with first degree murder.

[SPEAKER_00]: The evidence against laying was pretty solid.

[SPEAKER_00]: They had them on surveillance tape at the pilot travel center with the receipt from the fucking radar.

[SPEAKER_00]: The receipt put him a half a mile from Monica's home, her necklace that he still had proved that he had been in the house.

[SPEAKER_00]: When Shay, the fortunate girl whose parents had managed to save her and her family, learned that Lane had murdered a woman the night before he had attacked them, they realized how close they'd all come to losing their lives.

[SPEAKER_00]: Shay would later admit to having survivors guilt.

[SPEAKER_00]: Her mother Jeannie would attend every hearing of lanes.

[SPEAKER_00]: She felt it important to represent for the victims.

[SPEAKER_00]: For him to see one that he could have got but didn't, and to know he wasn't scaring anyone anymore.

[SPEAKER_00]: With lanes movements being documented along his route investigators began to look at other unsolved murders that he could be linked to.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane would not go to trial for Monica's murder in New Jersey until after the charges of Massachusetts were resolved.

[SPEAKER_00]: Not long after Lane confessed to the murder of Monica Masero, he became the prime suspect in two more attacks of Pennsylvania.

[SPEAKER_00]: The July thirteen, two thousand and seven murder of Darlene E.

Walt on her back patio and the attack on Patricia Brooks, thirty-seven, where she was left for dead.

[SPEAKER_00]: but survived.

[SPEAKER_00]: Truck records were placed laying in those areas at that time.

[SPEAKER_00]: Lane was also tied by DNA evidence.

[SPEAKER_00]: There was blood on his knife from the victim and a pair of gloves that he had tossed in the yard, contained his DNA after the attack of Patricia.

[SPEAKER_00]: Not to mention Patricia was able to positively identify Adamly Row Lane as the man who had attacked her.

[SPEAKER_00]: On Monday, June, twenty-eighth, through two thousand and ten, almost three years after the attack on Survivor Shay McDonough, whose hero Mother Jeannie wrote the book on this case, by the way, caught in the act.

[SPEAKER_00]: There's a link of the show notes to it.

[SPEAKER_00]: It's excellent.

[SPEAKER_00]: It was decided in a sentencing hearing that Lane would spend the rest of his life in a Pennsylvania prison.

[SPEAKER_00]: By pleading guilty to all charges, Adam Leeroy Lane escaped the death penalty.

[SPEAKER_00]: But his crimes, the reasoning for them, and the way the so-called highway killer performed each random attack, leaves us with the inscapable thought that there had to be more.

[SPEAKER_00]: More victims?

[SPEAKER_00]: Maybe.

[SPEAKER_00]: But certainly, more men, like Lane, even in this day and age.

[SPEAKER_00]: Who are out there?

[SPEAKER_00]: Hunting humans.

[SPEAKER_00]: for me today.

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[SPEAKER_00]: Zero, my new offering where I cover cold cases.

[SPEAKER_00]: So what do I say about that one?

[SPEAKER_00]: I don't know.

[SPEAKER_00]: Some fucking stupid thing I say about it when I say, I don't know.

[SPEAKER_00]: But you can't see.

[SPEAKER_00]: These are cases that I think will never be solved.

[SPEAKER_00]: That's why they're zero.

[SPEAKER_00]: Can you get it?

[SPEAKER_00]: Like the chances are below zero or close to zero.

[SPEAKER_00]: Cold, get it?

[SPEAKER_00]: And I do dark fiction on there from time to time, where I write fiction.

[SPEAKER_00]: And more, hang in it with my brother, Lee Roy, Luna.

[SPEAKER_00]: I got lots of stuff going on on Patreon, Apple+, and Spotify.

[SPEAKER_00]: Plus, you can see all that in the show notes.

[SPEAKER_00]: Click on a link, go to whatever you prefer to use, and get the additional content.

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[SPEAKER_00]: Otherwise, I'll see you in a couple of weeks with another dark topic.

[SPEAKER_00]: I'm trying to make them longer, like there's some trying to go after serial killer cases.

[SPEAKER_00]: And I hope that.

[SPEAKER_00]: It meets your expectations.

[SPEAKER_00]: Which you're probably pretty low by this point with me.

[SPEAKER_00]: I got my go.

[SPEAKER_00]: I don't fucking know.

[SPEAKER_00]: But I'm sober.

[SPEAKER_00]: I feel great.

[SPEAKER_00]: And I hope all of you are doing well as well.

[SPEAKER_00]: I'm gonna go for a walk.

[SPEAKER_00]: I'm gonna move the lawn.

[SPEAKER_00]: I'm gonna listen to Steven Kings.

[SPEAKER_00]: You like it darker or something?

[SPEAKER_00]: And there's a...

I should just get this for you if you want something to listen to.

[SPEAKER_00]: From King, that's actually good.

[SPEAKER_00]: A lot of his stuff hasn't been good lately.

[SPEAKER_00]: I'm trying to get through fairy tale, but...

I don't know.

[SPEAKER_00]: It feels like Steven King's writing it, you know?

[SPEAKER_00]: Like you can feel him in the room with you.

[SPEAKER_00]: Just the stuff that he talks about in the way he puts words into the mouths of younger characters.

[SPEAKER_00]: They talk like they're from the nineteen fifties when it's supposed to be two thousand seventeen.

[SPEAKER_00]: It's ridiculous.

[SPEAKER_00]: Bringing up obscure rock bands that only he would know.

[SPEAKER_00]: I don't know, man.

[SPEAKER_00]: I can't get through a lot of it.

[SPEAKER_00]: But you like it darker.

[SPEAKER_00]: I'm listening to a short story right now.

[SPEAKER_00]: It is very similar to this case actually.

[SPEAKER_00]: I was reminded many times while I was working on this.

[SPEAKER_00]: Danny Kaufflin's bad dream.

[SPEAKER_00]: So I won't spoil it for you.

[SPEAKER_00]: But the guy has a dream and finds a body and then he's like accused of it.

[SPEAKER_00]: And it's very similar to what was going on with Todd back there with his wife getting killed and looking like he'd done it and no one believing him.

[SPEAKER_00]: This Danny Kaufflan's bad dream is excellent and you like a darker Stephen King short stories books, a short story book.

[SPEAKER_00]: All right, I'm off into life.

[SPEAKER_00]: I'll be back with more death.

[SPEAKER_00]: Next time, on another episode of Dark topic, that's my new sign-up, Icecock Doors Lock, Steve Paranoid.

[SPEAKER_00]: Thank you, everybody.

[SPEAKER_00]: Big love.