The Forgotten Killer: Rudy Guede and the Murder of Meredith Kercher (Kindle Single) by Douglas Preston, John Douglas, Mark Olshaker, Steve Moore, Judge Michael Heavey, Jim Lovering, Thomas Lee Wright
Authors: Douglas Preston, John Douglas, Mark Olshaker, Steve Moore, Judge Michael Heavey, Jim Lovering, Thomas Lee Wright
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An Obvious Crime, Missed
When detectives first arrived at the house where Kercher was murdered, they were confronted by a grotesque, brutal crime scene which, despite its gruesome nature, told a very simple story to anyone who could listen:
A rock had been thrown through a window, and that window was now open. Clothes from that room had been thrown all over the floor, and drawers emptied. A young woman’s lifeless, nearly nude body lay on the floor in another room, next to her bed. Her throat had been slashed, and she had obviously been sexually assaulted. Her purse was on the bed, with bloody fingerprints on it. Her wallet, keys, and cell phones were gone. A trail of men’s-size bloody shoe prints led out of the house.
This crime scene wasn’t a curveball. This wasn’t a slider or an off-speed pitch. This was batting practice; a big fat easy-to-hit pitch thrown right down the middle. The detectives should have been able to drive this one out of the park. It was a burglary gone bad. And the police were already familiar with the M.O.; the rock thrown through the window was a tactic used by a local burglar they were aware of. This was open-and-shut. This crime scene didn’t whisper to the detective, it didn’t speak in low tones—this crime scene shouted. And this is what it said:
A burglar had been surprised by a resident coming home. The resident was an attractive young woman, and once she saw the burglar, he was sure to be identified and arrested—unless he silenced her. And as long as he was going to do that, he was going to sexually assault her.
It is repulsive, but sadly, it happens every day somewhere in the world.
But this team and this prosecutor came up with a bizarre criminal conspiracy involving satanic sex orgies and rituals. And this crime, according to the prosecutor, was perpetrated by people never before involved in Satanism or violence or group sex. Nor were any the kind to kill a friend because she refused sex to Rudy Guede a drifter, drug user, and perfect stranger.
The crime scene was in no way cleaned or minimized. Blood lay in the pattern where it spattered. Bloody footprints crisscrossed the house. Bloody palm and fingerprints were smeared on the walls. The victim lay on the ground with a pillow under her hips, obviously there to assist with the sexual assault. A duvet thrown from her bed covered her body. Grievous stab and slash wounds opened her throat.
Anyone who has ever tiptoed around blood in a crime scene could have read those tea leaves. Well, almost anyone, apparently. The milieu was one frequently described as the “disorganized” crime scene. This is a situation where the murder is a crime of opportunity, not a planned attack. The murderer uses a weapon he brought or one he finds almost within arm’s reach.
Prosecution Lies
I knew that the case was false when I realized that the evidence didn’t match the crime. I knew it was
intentionally
false when I listened to prosecutor Mignini’s pronouncements after Amanda Knox and Raffaele Sollecito were arrested.
Mignini claimed that the crime scene had been cleaned. But I saw the unedited videotape of the crime scene. I knew that there was no way it had been cleaned, nor had any cleaning been attempted. Mignini’s statement made no sense. It could not be a mistake. It was a lie.
The prosecutor also claimed that he had a receipt for bleach purchase by Amanda Knox the morning after the murder. Sure sounds convincing. Except that he didn’t have a bleach receipt, and none was ever produced in court. He was lying. Had he not been, thereceipt would have been entered into evidence. But then, he would have had to explain away the fact that bleach wasn’t used at the crime scene.
The prosecution produced a knife they said was the murder weapon. But it was found in a drawer at an apartment a five-to
An Obvious Crime, Missed
When detectives first arrived at the house where Kercher was murdered, they were confronted by a grotesque, brutal crime scene which, despite its gruesome nature, told a very simple story to anyone who could listen:
A rock had been thrown through a window, and that window was now open. Clothes from that room had been thrown all over the floor, and drawers emptied. A young woman’s lifeless, nearly nude body lay on the floor in another room, next to her bed. Her throat had been slashed, and she had obviously been sexually assaulted. Her purse was on the bed, with bloody fingerprints on it. Her wallet, keys, and cell phones were gone. A trail of men’s-size bloody shoe prints led out of the house.
This crime scene wasn’t a curveball. This wasn’t a slider or an off-speed pitch. This was batting practice; a big fat easy-to-hit pitch thrown right down the middle. The detectives should have been able to drive this one out of the park. It was a burglary gone bad. And the police were already familiar with the M.O.; the rock thrown through the window was a tactic used by a local burglar they were aware of. This was open-and-shut. This crime scene didn’t whisper to the detective, it didn’t speak in low tones—this crime scene shouted. And this is what it said:
A burglar had been surprised by a resident coming home. The resident was an attractive young woman, and once she saw the burglar, he was sure to be identified and arrested—unless he silenced her. And as long as he was going to do that, he was going to sexually assault her.
It is repulsive, but sadly, it happens every day somewhere in the world.
But this team and this prosecutor came up with a bizarre criminal conspiracy involving satanic sex orgies and rituals. And this crime, according to the prosecutor, was perpetrated by people never before involved in Satanism or violence or group sex. Nor were any the kind to kill a friend because she refused sex to Rudy Guede a drifter, drug user, and perfect stranger.
The crime scene was in no way cleaned or minimized. Blood lay in the pattern where it spattered. Bloody footprints crisscrossed the house. Bloody palm and fingerprints were smeared on the walls. The victim lay on the ground with a pillow under her hips, obviously there to assist with the sexual assault. A duvet thrown from her bed covered her body. Grievous stab and slash wounds opened her throat.
Anyone who has ever tiptoed around blood in a crime scene could have read those tea leaves. Well, almost anyone, apparently. The milieu was one frequently described as the “disorganized” crime scene. This is a situation where the murder is a crime of opportunity, not a planned attack. The murderer uses a weapon he brought or one he finds almost within arm’s reach.
Prosecution Lies
I knew that the case was false when I realized that the evidence didn’t match the crime. I knew it was
intentionally
false when I listened to prosecutor Mignini’s pronouncements after Amanda Knox and Raffaele Sollecito were arrested.
Mignini claimed that the crime scene had been cleaned. But I saw the unedited videotape of the crime scene. I knew that there was no way it had been cleaned, nor had any cleaning been attempted. Mignini’s statement made no sense. It could not be a mistake. It was a lie.
The prosecutor also claimed that he had a receipt for bleach purchase by Amanda Knox the morning after the murder. Sure sounds convincing. Except that he didn’t have a bleach receipt, and none was ever produced in court. He was lying. Had he not been, thereceipt would have been entered into evidence. But then, he would have had to explain away the fact that bleach wasn’t used at the crime scene.
The prosecution produced a knife they said was the murder weapon. But it was found in a drawer at an apartment a five-to
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