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210 INSIDE THE MIND OF <strong>BTK</strong><br />

hired as a field supervisor for <strong>the</strong> U.S. Census Bureau. Once again, he<br />

had found a job that gave him a priceless feeling <strong>of</strong> power over <strong>the</strong><br />

countless underlings whose duty it was to collect census forms from<br />

local residents. His first territory was limited to <strong>the</strong> Wichita area, but<br />

by 1990 he did so well that he was promoted to <strong>the</strong> role <strong>of</strong> state supervisor.<br />

Getting to boss people around felt wonderful, but not as nice as<br />

it felt to be a freewheeler who was able to spend plenty <strong>of</strong> time by himself<br />

out on <strong>the</strong> road, living out <strong>of</strong> a suitcase as he traveled from one<br />

town to <strong>the</strong> next.<br />

Just as he did while working for ADT, Rader quickly discovered a<br />

way to combine his two loves—being a boss and being a stalker. Just<br />

looking at a map <strong>of</strong> Kansas could bring a smile to his face. He had so<br />

many projects in so many towns—Topeka, Concordia, Hayes, Salina,<br />

Beaumont.<br />

He wrote in his journal that on one occasion he tracked a woman<br />

in <strong>the</strong> town <strong>of</strong> Hayes, whom he eventually decided to kill. He nicknamed<br />

her Project Prairie. One afternoon, he dug a grave for her outside<br />

<strong>of</strong> town and, just as he envisioned doing in Belleville but never<br />

got <strong>the</strong> chance, broke into her home, <strong>the</strong>n sat in a chair waiting for<br />

her to return.<br />

But she never did.<br />

So he grabbed her purse, which she’d left behind, and fled into <strong>the</strong><br />

night. As he drove down <strong>the</strong> road, he placed <strong>the</strong> bag in his lap and<br />

plucked out a few choice trinkets—her license and her Social Security<br />

card—and pitched everything else out <strong>the</strong> window <strong>of</strong> his car.

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