She came home with an older pickup truck – David Spears’s vehicle – approximately late May or early June 1990, and a day or two later came home with an older brown car – Charles Carskaddon’s 75 Cadillac.
The next car she came home with was a Pontiac Sunbird – Peter Siems’s car – which she told me a couple of stories of where she had gotten it approximately in June of 1990. At that time, she showed me approximately $600 in cash in $100 bills. She later took myself and my sister to Sea World.
She kept the car until July 4, when I was driving it back through a dirt road to see an Indian reservation. On the way back out, I lost control and rolled the car through a gate and a fence. We got out and Lee told me to run. At that time, I thought the car might blow up.
A couple of people came out and Lee told them not to call the cops because her father lived just down the road. We then returned to the car and Lee tore off the license plate from the back and threw it in the field. She then got in the driver’s seat and I got in the back seat and she drove until the tire went flat. When we got out, she tore the plate off the front of the car and threw it into a field. We then ran to a wooded area and at that time I knew the car must have been stolen.
In the wooded area, Lee washed some blood off herself which she had gotten when the car rolled over and had got cut on some glass on her right arm. We then went on down the road and at some time she threw the keys and the registration into a field or woods.
We were approached by a couple of people whom I believe were with a fire department or something like that. They asked if we were the ones in the wreck and Lee said no and I agreed.
We went down the road to a house where a gentleman gave us a ride to State Road 40. We were then picked up by a lady with kids and she gave us a ride to what I believe was a store. That was as far as she was going. There was a road that went back off of 40.
We were then picked up by a gentleman who took us to some kind of military base where we all went in. We had to give our names. Lee said a name for me and I gave my last name. After leaving there, the gentleman gave us a ride all the way to Daytona Avenue behind our house in Holly Hill.
The next car I saw Lee with was a 4-door small blue car – Charles Humphreys’s property – in approximately late August to early September 1990. I came in from Casa del Mar and Lee was on the bed with a couple of briefcases and some boxes going through it. We later drove to Bellair Plaza where we threw something away in a dumpster.
A day or two later, I heard the news of the murder and they [the police] showed me a picture of the dead man’s car, which was the same one Lee had.