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Posted on August 25, 2010 | 2 Commentsby Mark Peaslee Somewhere in the Midwest. January 24th, 4:30 p.m. Jesús woke up on a motel bed, handcuffed, hung-over. His eyes could not focus, everything was blurred. Two figures stood talking at the doorway. One was really short, a lump bent over to tie...
Posted on May 5, 2010 | No Commentsby Mark Peaslee Fargo County Court House, Fargo, ND January 24th 9:50 a.m. The bailiff led Jesús into the packed courtroom. The reporters, victim’s family, and onlookers jostled for better views. He sat next to the row of men wearing identical orange jumpsuits. He was...
Posted on April 7, 2010 | No Commentsby Mark Peaslee KARP 10 O’clock Action News Aired January 22, 2010- 10:00 CST THIS IS A RUSH TRANSCRIPT. THIS COPY MAY NOT BE IN ITS FINAL FORM AND MAY BE UPDATED Page 2: CHIEF CROSETTI: (continued)…evidence found in the suspect’s car led us to...
Posted on March 3, 2010 | No Comments1645 Hennepin Ave SE, Minneapolis, MN. January 21st, 6:30 am “Detective Edgerton!” The detective was hunched over the blood splatter on the carpet, brushing his mustache with a pen, pondering angles. “Detective!” He looked up at the tightly packaged uniform, annoyed at the disruption. “You...
Posted on February 3, 2010 | No Commentsby Mark Peaslee What the f… where am I? Unit 6, Hennepin Ave SE, Minneapolis. 10 a.m. Take a breath. Calm down. I’m in my closet. I’m naked. I’m naked in my closet and my mouth tastes like a rat died under my tongue. This...
Posted on January 6, 2010 | 1 Commentby Mark Peaslee St. Paul’s Cathedral, St. Paul, Minnesota. Yesterday. “Bless me Father for I have sinned. It has been one month since my last confession and I accuse myself of the following sins. I have taken the Lord’s name in vain numerous times. I’ve...