Texas Killing Fields Page #2
Her sister's boyfriend's
pit bull got her.
I should have stayed out of the yard,
but they told me the dog
was locked up.
- I told you they didn't lock that gate.
- They told you.
Anyway, he came right up here
to the house asking about her.
Who's "he"?
- Levon.
- Sheila.
- Levon.
- See...
Did you know that they crossed
a pit bull with a shih tzu?
What the hell is a shih tzu?
What are you talking about?
One of them little Chinese dogs, man-
one of them little bitty dogs.
That must have hurt.
- It's called a bullshit.
- You--
Are you gonna ask her
if it's one of her girls or what?
Or you just gonna read 'em
a bedtime story?
That's all you about, is bullshit.
You all bullshit.
- Come on.
- That's all you about.
I'm gonna go see a man
about a man.
Check with CSI.
I'll meet you there.
All right, let's go back,
talk about this girl.
just a little crack ho from up north--
Dallas or somewhere.
We called her the Little Debbie
She stayed everywhere,
slept where she could,
- sometimes over at Reba's shelter.
- Really?
And them boys
ain't scared of nobody.
And the scary one
is the white dude.
Yo, which way be Edwards Street?
- Say, you want a ride?
- I'm good.
Come on, you sure look like
you could use a ride.
Don't be teasing me now, girl.
- Lunchtime.
- All right, you good now, boys.
How you doin"?
I'm Brian-
Texas City Police Department.
I know your daddy.
Don't look at her.
Look at me.
I'm extending my hand here.
- I'm not from here.
- You got any ID?
You seen this girl,
Levon Chalmers?
She came to me,
said a guy was following her,
giving her the fix.
I even think I seen him once.
You know her name?
Not really.
- Not really?
- No.
Why don't you ask him
what he call her?
All right, Levon, I need you
to come down to the station
and talk to me and my partner,
look at some pictures.
I'll give you my card.
You get lost or you need a ride,
use that card
and you call me, okay?
Most definitely.
Most definitely.
I'll see you soon.
All right.
Of course, it's only been
a few weeks,
but he has been
a good employee, though.
No problems.
Every time some little b*tch
gets her period,
y'all gotta drag my ass in here?
Bet that one right there
is on the rag.
Bring him in first.
Can we sit in?
Okay, but don't talk,
don't smile,
don't even blink
if he looks at you.
What are you doing for women
these days, Salter?
Don't look at him.
What are you doing for ladies?
I ain't been with a woman
since I got out.
You just lie to me?
Did you not meet my girlfriend,
Pamela Palm?
Tell me the truth.
Tell me the truth.
Got a hooker.
I give her money.
- Is that it?
- Yeah, I got a couple of 'em.
Jesus Christ.
I hope he don't need
medical attention.
You had to call my chief, huh?
Yeah, and I asked for Brian.
Where's Brian?
If Brian gets stuck in your case,
we'll never get him out.
So you get Prince Charming instead.
It's okay.
I feel the same way.
It's 48 hours.
Just make the best of it.
when the blaze is blue#
#An' the lamp-wick sputters,
an' the wind goes woo #
#An' you hear the winds quit,
an' the moon is gray #
# An' the lightnin' bugs in dew
is all squenched away... #
# You better mind yer parents #
# An' yer teachers fond an' dear #
# An' cherish all that loves you,
# An' he'p the poor an' needy ones
# Or the goblins will git you
if you don't watch out. #
- Hey, Reba, how you doin'?
- Hey, Brian, how are you?
- Got something for you.
- Thank you.
I need you to take a look
at this for me.
All right.
Oh.
- What are you doing here?
- She's been hanging out here lately.
You know, the girls upstairs
knew her real well.
Come on, let me take y'all up.
Man on the floor!
Man on the floor!
Hey, guys.
I'm Brian-
Texas City Police Department.
This is my partner Mike.
Mind if I sit down?
What's your names?
- Imani.
- I'm Marie.
Marie?
- How long you been in here?
- Four months.
How old are you?
You have family in here-
a mother, aunt, something?
All right, I have to
show you guys a picture.
I need to know
if you know this girl.
You ever seen her before?
She was our friend.
You know her name?
- Debbie Mills.
- Debbie what?
- Debbie Mills.
- Debbie Mills.
We kept her ID for her.
Mike, you got that other picture?
You ever seen this guy around?
- Yeah.
- Was that her pimp?
Was that her pimp?
- Look, she had to eat.
- You ever seen him smack her?
She would come here to hide
from him and the white guy.
They followed her here
and they dragged her out of bed.
- What else?
- He kicked her. He punched her.
- Yeah?
- He always made her cry.
- What else did he do?
- Tried to take all her money.
That's why we hid her real ID
and her money for her.
You said "white guy."
What'd he look like?
Pointy chin.
Go on, then.
- How short?
I don't know!
- Go on.
- Some tattoos. That's all I know.
- Were they on his arms?
- On his arm and his neck.
Okay.
Good.
Give me your IDs.
Thank you.
Don't look at me like that.
We're gonna need CPS down here
at Reba's shelter on North Main.
Texas City Police Department.
Please hold.
Hey, Levon.
Sorry we're late.
- Well, okay.
You wanted to ask me
some questions- here I am.
All right, good.
And, yeah.
Interview with Levon Chalmers
by Detectives Heigh and Souder.
I'm glad you want
to cooperate, Levon.
You came in here on your own accord,
so you can leave whenever you want.
That's greatly appreciated.
Here's your rights sheet.
I'm sure you've seen that before.
Will you sign that for me, please?
- Thank you.
- This'll be easy.
All I really want to know
is how you get a 14-year-old girl
to become a prostitute.
She said she was 15, man.
So, you knew she was a minor.
Okay. Good.
And you ever beat her up?
Okay, did you ever hold her
against her will?
Did you ever make her suck a dick
in the front seat of a truck
and then you kind of pulled her out
and beat the living sh*t out of her?
Bri, Pam's on the phone.
- I told you only to talk to me.
- You said I could go.
- Wait a minute.
- You sit the f*** down, a**hole!
Pimping out young girls.
You motherf***er!
[EH
I ought to rip that thing
off your chin
- and shove it up your f***in' ass!
- Mike!
- Don't you look at me like that.
- Levon came in here for a reason.
You're gonna help us
clear some stuff up, right?
Oh, I'm sorry, Levon.
from your day job as what--
a f***in' rocket scientist?
Levon here has got a rep
on the streets.
I'm gonna ask you
a couple questions, all right?
Why would a killer, after he murdered
somebody, cut into 'em?
I'd assume to send a message-
"Don't f*** with us."
- You're assuming to send a message?
- Yeah, I'm assuming.
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