The Evil That Men Do: FBI Profiler Roy Hazelwood's Journey Into the Minds of Sexual Predators Read Online Free PDF Page B

various positions and in various stages of undress?
    “Glatman seemed so ordinary to me, yet his crimes seemed so sophisticated compared to other criminals of the time. I wondered, Where did he learn these things? Why was he aroused by them?
    “Why did he tie a victim’s legs entirely, instead of just her ankles? Why put a gag in her mouth when they’re out in the desert? These questions were swimming in my head.
    “And another important thing that struck me was how very little people seemed then to know about this behavior. All of us in the class asked questions of the instructor.
    “Basically, his answers were: ‘Well, we don’t know those things.’
    “That made a hell of an impression on me. I remember thinking, ‘Someday I’m going to look into this.’ ”
    Harvey Glatman ever since has served as a touchstone case for Hazelwood. He was the first sexual offender Roy ever encountered, and in many ways remains one of the most complex criminals he’s ever studied.

 
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“I Don’t Like Women All That Much”
    Harvey Glatman also was Hazelwood’s introduction to multiple killers.
    An itinerant subtype of these predators—for whom the term “serial killer” was coined in the 1980s by agent Bob Ressler at the BSU—seemed to explode out of nowhere in the 1960s and 1970s, and to spread like a virus. In truth, although serial killers often can seem magically immune to capture, they are no more uniquely modern than any other criminal.
    Like all irrational offenders, they sort themselves along a behavioral continuum from the patient, deliberate hunters, such as Bundy, to wild, murderous outlaws, such as the killing team of Juan Chavez and Hector Fernandez, described later in this chapter.
    In between, there are startling anomalies, such as Henry Wallace, a thirty-one-year-old African American who confessed in 1996 to sexually assaulting and killing eleven black women in several southern states between 1992 and 1994. Unlike the majority of serial killers, who principally prey on strangers, Wallace raped and murdered women he knew, or worked with in various fast-food restaurants. It was a verypoorly thought-out MO, which invited Wallace’s eventual detection.
    “If he elected to become a serial killer, he was going about it in the wrong way,” said Bob Ressler, who interviewed Wallace and testified as an expert witness for the defense at Wallace’s murder trial.
    Another, far better known multiple, or spree, killer added his own, individual twists to the crime in 1997.
    Andrew Cunanan, slayer of flamboyant Italian clothing designer Gianni Versace, lived extremely well as a domestic companion to wealthy older gay men—“a gigolo,” in his mother’s uncompromising description.
    He also was a familiar figure in the haute gay worlds of San Diego, Los Angeles, and San Francisco, well remembered by a succession of friends and lovers as vain, charming, highly intelligent, and articulate—a homosexual Ted Bundy.
    Cunanan spent lavishly—he reportedly owed Nieman Marcus forty-six thousand dollars at his death—and dealt and consumed (sometimes injecting) a variety of drugs, including cocaine, methamphetamine, and the male hormone testosterone, which can induce rages.
    According to several sources, he favored sadomasochistic pornography. One partner characterized Cunanan’s sexual habits as “extreme.”
    Late in 1996, his patron of the moment severed his relationship with the young man, just as two of Cunanan’s romantic interests, Jeff Trail, twenty-eight, and David Madson, thirty-three, both of Minneapolis, reportedly were trying to put him in their pasts.
    By the following spring, Cunanan appears to have gone broke and was drinking heavily. On April 18, 1997, a friend in San Francisco saw Cunanan for what would prove to be the last time.
    “Something had snapped in him,” John Semerau told Maureen Orth of
Vanity Fair.
“Now I realize the guy washunting—he was getting the thrill of the hunt, the thrill