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Kendra looked at the bay window again. The window dressings were faded with age, but upon closer inspection, she could see the careful pleats, the brocade at the hem, and the faded pattern that matched the couch.
Cynthia Hawkins liked to sew. It was a simple but heartbreaking detail.
โDid she learn in home economics class or from her mother?โ Kendra asked, working to pull more from Tim Hawkins.
โWhat? Whose mother? What are you talking about?โ
Kendra looked at the Mandy. She patted her dadโs hand. His eyes seemed to lose focus. The fog of memory would be thick on the best of days, after all this time, much more so if the man was struggling with diminished capacity. Kendra turned to Mandy and realized theyโd given her all they could. Neither had much to offer when it came to the life of Cynthia Hawkins. Kendra felt grief for them and for the dead woman.
โI really appreciate you taking the time to share with me and answer my questions.โ
โYour producer was nice. Those others who called werenโt so nice.โ
Score another one for Shoop, thought Kendra.
โIโm glad. We understand what itโs like, a little anyway, to deal with these situations, after all these years,โ Kendra told Mandy. โWeโre devoting an episode to your mom, but I donโt have an airdate yet.โ
Kendra said her goodbyes. The house was weighted in sadness, it almost looked sunken in, compared to the other homes on the block. Kendra was relieved to get away from it. But did she leave with more on Cynthia Hawkins?
She had a few more photos. That was something. It would be easier to tell this story than it was for the other victims in some ways. At least she had a kernel of the womanโs life.
But she also knew that she didnโt have a complete picture of Cynthia any more than she did for Linda Kay or Sincere.
The names and faces haunted her and propelled her forward to continue to try.
Chapter 23
Kendra and Shoop continued to pluck away at the information that they had. They had several more victims to try to track.
Kendra looked up at the smart board. Of eight known victims, they had only been able to track down friends or family of three, which was only because the Hawkins case was more recent. And she didnโt fit the profile of the rest of the victims.
That was something to consider, to mull over, but for now, for whatever reason, all they knew was that Cynthia Hawkins had left her home and entered the snare of Ned Wayne Ewald.
She was murdered in much the same way as Linda Kay Ellis, Sincere Anderson, and five other women.
Kendra and Shoop spend the next day sifting through the Hawkins interviews. And by the end of the day, they had an episode, but it felt thin. Kendra had hoped for more from a woman who hadnโt lived on the fringes but was a wife and mother.
โItโs just the daughter was so young, she doesnโt remember her mother, and the father, well, heโs not capable of it,โ Kendra said. She couldnโt call this episode complete. It just felt like she should try harder, push a little more for Cynthia.
โThe part about her sewing? That gutted me when I listened,โ Shoop admitted.
And it was true, in that portion, a fog had lifted over Tim Hawkins, and heโd revealed one true thing about his wife. A beautiful thing, her passion for sewing. But heโs also said something about whoring, so all of it could be a jumble from who knows where in his brain.
โItโs just, ugh, I wish we had more. I wish we had more on all of them.โ
Five. There were five out of eight victims that were only grainy photos and autopsy reports.
Kendra slid her hand through her hair. Tendrils were a nice name for the dark red whisps escaping her ponytail. She yanked out the rubber band sagging down the nape of her neck and raked the hair back in. She gathered her hair, wound the rubber band twice around the fistful of hair, and felt that was the only thing sheโd actually accomplished today. After a day of pushing hard, sheโd managed to resecure her hair. That was it.
Five names. With nothing to turn them into anything but names, they were sidebars to Ewaldโs headlines and news clippings. They deserved more.
โLook, thereโs no way weโre likely to get anything on Jane Doe One or Two. There are no names to go with them. Theyโre on the list because they fit the pattern,โ said Shoop.
Kendra looked at Jane Doe One and Jane Doe Two. One was the fourth body discovered in 1980, the other was the second to last discovered.
Like the other six, they fit every detail; the method they were killed, the abuse they suffered, the way they were disposed of, like so much garbage.
But they didnโt have names. One was found in Kentucky, the other near Chattanooga, Tennessee. Nothing about either of them could be singled out to follow up on. No tattoo, no article of clothing or shoes, no jewelry. They were simply young women remembered because of their association to a killer whose infamy had only just begun.
Kendra leaned back in her office chair and stared, trying to magically pierce through the decades. She looked at the board again.
โThat means we have three that need more from us. Three more Nobody Girls that we have at least a sliver of hope on,โ Kendra said.
โThereโs nothing on Susan Hodges, a complete dead end. I do have a little on Margo Kasinski. She was still in high school. I have an old yearbook. Sheโs in one group photo. But no luck on any of the people with her in that photo. And no luck on any teachers, after forty years. Kasinski coverage did mention a boyfriend, questioned and then, I think, advised to shut up. Obviously, no arrest. Krissy Jackson has no one. I canโt
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