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town—his job required a lot of travel. His wife baked cakes to raise
money for the building fund and was just a delightful person. No
one could fathom what this was all about. “Here comes Ralph; let’s
see what he found out.”
Ralph played softball with some of the people on the police force
and checked in with one of his friends who sat in the cruiser blocking
the road just in case Ted tried to flee. “Stole lots of money from
his company,” he said. “Embezzlement, big time. They think he’s
been doing this for about two years, and it only came out recently.
Apparently he was able to hide everything from them.”
“Oh my God,” gasped a few folks in the group. This was such a
quiet neighborhood filled with professionals, many with small children.
It didn’t make sense that something like this could happen. “It
must be some mistake,” offered Sarah, “maybe ...”
“I don’t think so,” interrupted Ralph. “Apparently, his real name
isn’t Ted,” he looked around and lowered his voice, “and Sheila isn’t
his only wife.”
“Oh my God!” gasped the group collectively.
Psychopaths, Psychopaths Everywhere?
Andrew Cunanan, a restaurant employee in San Diego, had moved
to Miami and was trying to enter the social scene when he allegedly
met famous designer Gianni Versace at a party. While accounts suggest
that Mr. Versace might have snubbed him, this is unlikely, given
the gracious, social nature of Versace. For reasons that have never
been fully explained, Cunanan, who had already brutally murdered
two alleged lovers in San Diego, was able to elude authorities by
moving to Miami, despite an arrest warrant, newspaper coverage,
and a manhunt. In Miami, he approached Versace, who was returning
home after a morning walk, and fatally shot him at point-blank
range. Cunanan was discovered hiding out in a houseboat less than
three miles from the murder scene. After five hours and as many