In one case a suspect had killed six people. His defense attorney asked me if when his confession was given, had I taken notes. I told him, no, that I had just been babysitting while the other detectives took a break.

He asked, ‘Do you mean to tell me that you’re relying on your memory of what my client said?”

Boom! I sucked him right in. “Well, in my twenty-five years as a detective I have never interviewed a mass murderer before.”

“Your honor, I object!” snapped the lawyer.

The guy had brutally rapped and killed a several older women. He was very smug about it when I brought him in here to be questioned. NO remorse at all.

He would find out the addresses of vulnerable old women and then attack them in their homes.

I was questioning him trying to get a statement when he turned to me and said, “Where does your grandmother live?”

I lost it.

There he was challenging me with this threatening remark. And I had to do something, so I jumped on the guy. I just lost it.