kissing Bob at a certain traffic light, and having dinner in a specific restaurant.
Because he worked during the day, he was only able to follow her in the evenings, but that changed when he showed up at her office one afternoon. He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her outside, where he yelled at her in the pouring rain, their wedding rings pinned to the front of his jacket.
Kelly kept glancing around for Bob, who was scheduled to pick her up around that time.
“Are you looking for him?” Wayne demanded. “If he comes here, I swear to God I’ll kill him. He better not even come anywhere near.”
Bob drove up, as if on cue, then walked up the ramp toward them.
“You got a problem?” Bob asked Wayne.
But Wayne backed down. “No, I just . . . thought maybe we could get a cup of coffee or something and talk.”
So the three of them went out for a while. Wayne described to Bob in explicit detail the sex acts he and Kelly had performed together, but Bob would not give Wayne the satisfaction of reacting. He just let Wayne talk until he was finished.
Later, Wayne came to Kelly’s apartment and wrote messages on her windows, reinforcing the fact that he knew where she lived.
Kelly and Bob finally moved to Cathedral City, near Palm Springs, to get away from Wayne. Shifting his focus, he tried to harass Kelly’s sister into giving him Kelly’s new address.
Kelly began divorce proceedings, hoping that Wayne wouldn’t fight her move to finalize the divorce in six months, around the fall of 1983. Wayne waited five months and twenty days before he made a showing, so the six-month clock had to start all over again.
During this period, Kelly lived in constant paranoia. She and Bob were at a sporting-goods store in Palm Springs one morning when she looked across the street and—to her horror—saw her estranged husband.
“Oh, shit, it’s Wayne,” she said.
“No way.”
They got in the car, drove around the block, and, sure enough, it was Wayne, so they headed back to their trailer.
Wayne found them within three hours. Somehow he’d learned that they were living in a trailer park near Palm Springs, so he went methodically to every single one in the area until he figured out which was theirs.
Kelly never saw him again. He held up the divorce for a while longer, but he finally gave up. Or so she thought. The divorce ultimately became final in August 1984, which allowed Kelly to marry Bob.
But Wayne would still not let go. He showed up at Kelly’s grandparents’ ranch in Chino in 1985, telling her uncle that he was an officer for the Norco Police Department (which did not exist), and asked to use the phone to report a car accident he’d witnessed. He attempted once again to get her address, but Kelly’s relatives pretended they didn’t know where she was.
Looking back, Kelly described Wayne as extremely narcissistic.
“He did not, from my view, comprehend that there are moral rights and moral wrongs, as long as it felt good to . . . him.”
Rodney didn’t see much of Wayne while he was in the marines and married to Kelly.
Rodney joined the navy in 1983 and was assigned to the Seabees construction battalion. He stayed in the service until 1990.
When the two brothers finally spent some time together after the separation, Rodney noticed that his brother was acting aggressively and self-destructively.
“He’d come unglued, throw a fit, leave. If it wasn’t his way, it wasn’t going to happen,” Rodney recalled.
At the time, Wayne told Rodney that he was driving very fast on his motorcycle, missed a turn and hit a guardrail. He said he also wiped out while doing a wheelie several months later.
Once Rodney learned more about his brother’s head injury from 1980, he attributed these incidents, along with Wayne’s increasingly aggressive behavior and hair-trigger temper, to that. Before the accident, Rodney said, Wayne had gone four-wheeling and rode his motorcycle, but always within
Because he worked during the day, he was only able to follow her in the evenings, but that changed when he showed up at her office one afternoon. He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her outside, where he yelled at her in the pouring rain, their wedding rings pinned to the front of his jacket.
Kelly kept glancing around for Bob, who was scheduled to pick her up around that time.
“Are you looking for him?” Wayne demanded. “If he comes here, I swear to God I’ll kill him. He better not even come anywhere near.”
Bob drove up, as if on cue, then walked up the ramp toward them.
“You got a problem?” Bob asked Wayne.
But Wayne backed down. “No, I just . . . thought maybe we could get a cup of coffee or something and talk.”
So the three of them went out for a while. Wayne described to Bob in explicit detail the sex acts he and Kelly had performed together, but Bob would not give Wayne the satisfaction of reacting. He just let Wayne talk until he was finished.
Later, Wayne came to Kelly’s apartment and wrote messages on her windows, reinforcing the fact that he knew where she lived.
Kelly and Bob finally moved to Cathedral City, near Palm Springs, to get away from Wayne. Shifting his focus, he tried to harass Kelly’s sister into giving him Kelly’s new address.
Kelly began divorce proceedings, hoping that Wayne wouldn’t fight her move to finalize the divorce in six months, around the fall of 1983. Wayne waited five months and twenty days before he made a showing, so the six-month clock had to start all over again.
During this period, Kelly lived in constant paranoia. She and Bob were at a sporting-goods store in Palm Springs one morning when she looked across the street and—to her horror—saw her estranged husband.
“Oh, shit, it’s Wayne,” she said.
“No way.”
They got in the car, drove around the block, and, sure enough, it was Wayne, so they headed back to their trailer.
Wayne found them within three hours. Somehow he’d learned that they were living in a trailer park near Palm Springs, so he went methodically to every single one in the area until he figured out which was theirs.
Kelly never saw him again. He held up the divorce for a while longer, but he finally gave up. Or so she thought. The divorce ultimately became final in August 1984, which allowed Kelly to marry Bob.
But Wayne would still not let go. He showed up at Kelly’s grandparents’ ranch in Chino in 1985, telling her uncle that he was an officer for the Norco Police Department (which did not exist), and asked to use the phone to report a car accident he’d witnessed. He attempted once again to get her address, but Kelly’s relatives pretended they didn’t know where she was.
Looking back, Kelly described Wayne as extremely narcissistic.
“He did not, from my view, comprehend that there are moral rights and moral wrongs, as long as it felt good to . . . him.”
Rodney didn’t see much of Wayne while he was in the marines and married to Kelly.
Rodney joined the navy in 1983 and was assigned to the Seabees construction battalion. He stayed in the service until 1990.
When the two brothers finally spent some time together after the separation, Rodney noticed that his brother was acting aggressively and self-destructively.
“He’d come unglued, throw a fit, leave. If it wasn’t his way, it wasn’t going to happen,” Rodney recalled.
At the time, Wayne told Rodney that he was driving very fast on his motorcycle, missed a turn and hit a guardrail. He said he also wiped out while doing a wheelie several months later.
Once Rodney learned more about his brother’s head injury from 1980, he attributed these incidents, along with Wayne’s increasingly aggressive behavior and hair-trigger temper, to that. Before the accident, Rodney said, Wayne had gone four-wheeling and rode his motorcycle, but always within
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