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For three hours, Lee talked and talked, then she talked some more, despite the continuing advice from her attorney who effectively spelled it out to his client that she was putting her head in a noose. Lee’s mitigation was that she had been the wronged person. A simple hooker trying to earn a fast buck, her victims had used her, treated her badly or tried to have sex without payment. Her only remorse appeared to be directed towards Tyria, the lover she had failed. She shed not a tear for the incalculable suffering she had caused to her victims and their next of kin. She wanted to ‘make it good with God’ before she died; this would soon change as the months passed inexorably by during which Aileen Wuornos would metamorphose into the true monster that she really was. But, for now, with attentive, seemingly understanding police officers hanging on her every word, Lee continued to spill the beans.

Larry Horzepa now turned his attention to the property Lee had stolen from her dead victims.

Horzepa: Is there any property that you would have collected from these victims that may be stashed somewhere? You might have put it in the woods or behind an abandoned house or anything like that?

Wuornos: No. Uh uh. I just flung them out the window as I’m driving or… or stopped and threw them and stuff like that. I couldn’t even tell you where because they were way out in the country somewhere where I didn’t even know sometimes where I was.

Horzepa: There’s something I forgot to ask you. There’s another guy that’s missing that we haven’t found. A guy that worked for the Kennedy Space Center. A guy that worked for the Kennedy Space Center and there was a white Oldsmobile and the car was parked in Orange County off of Semoran and 436. The guy had glasses on and this would have been right around the HRS guy’s car [Charles Humphreys].

Wuornos: Uh… Munster: It was a white car and he was driving from Titusville to Atlanta… it was a white two-door car…

Wuornos: No, I don’t recall anything like that.

Munster: Do you have a picture of him, Larry?

Wuornos: Yeah, yeah, if you got a picture of him…

Horzepa: What was the name on that?

Munster: Reid. Curtis Reid.

Wuornos: Curtis Reid. I don’t know that one. I don’t remember anybody like that. Munster: He worked at the Kennedy Space Center and he had a Space Center emblem on his windshield of his rear window and someone scraped it off. He had a lot of money. He just cashed his pay cheque. You might have had…

Wuornos: I never got anybody that had a lot of money.

Munster: He might have had a thousand dollars, something like that.

Wuornos: Oh, I never got anything like that. Uh uh.

Horzepa: No, I have a flyer of the emblem. I don’t have that one.

Wuornos: I don’t recall anything like that because I never… I never got a lot of money on it. The only money I got, the most was that one that I didn’t know was a missionary dude, was like $400 [Peter Siems].

Having settled this matter, Bruce Munster started asking about the various alibis Lee had used.

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