Murder at 30,000 Feet- Week 7

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You step into the aisle with the marshal. He clears his throat. Passengers chatter back and forth, not seeming to notice that Durland has something to say. He raises a hand and tries again to command the crowd’s attention.

When you glance to your right at Mara who sits in wrist shackles beside Griz. The old cowboy catches your eye and raises his brows. You shrug. If the group won’t kill the noise for a law officer, no chance they’ll listen to you.

Griz stands, sticks two fingers in his mouth, and lets out a shrill whistle. The commotion dies. Marshal Durland casts a sheepish grin to Griz.

With all eyes on him, the marshal speaks. “Is there a Sam Collison here? We think he might have information on the crime and would like to speak with him. If he saw something, he could be a huge help.”

You bite your lip to mask a smile. Smooth move, Marshal. If Sam is looked at as a helper instead of a suspect, there would be less likelihood of panic, and he might be less on edge and more prone to come forward. You scan the faces in their seats. Heads shake. Passengers glance at one another with lowered brows. They seem genuinely confused. No one steps forward. Sam might be a really good actor. Or maybe he isn’t the killer at all. But what are the odds two people were out to kill the same man?

Jessica, the flight attendant steps up behind you and hands Griz a Dixie cup of something dark and fizzy.

You grip her arm. “Do you have access to the passenger manifest?”

“Sure.” She shrugs. “How else am I supposed to do my job?”

“Can I see it?” If Sam Collison is on this plane, you need to find him sooner rather than later.

“Give me a minute.” Jessica steps behind the curtain into her workspace. A minute later she returns and hands you a sheet.

A quick scan of the list yields no Sam Collison. Darting glances between the list and the people in their seats, you mentally check names off the list.

Everyone accounted for.

Wait.

Someone’s missing. Your heart and stomach switch places.

You glance at Marshal Durland.

He raises a brow. “What’s that look for?”

“Your name’s not on the manifest.”

Clue #6- Marshal Durland isn’t listed on the passenger manifest.

Hmmm. What do you think that means? Does the marshal have a link to Jeff Archer?

Top Three Thursday- Ed Gein Based Movies

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The Butcher of Plainfield

Ever watch a scary movie and feel a wash of relief when it’s over, because it was nothing but a made-up story written by someone with a tortured mind. Well, let me pop that balloon of optimism for you. Not all scary movies are completely unfounded.

Ed Gein, a.k.a. The Butcher of Plainfield or the Plainfield Ghoul has given me the willies for years. Turns out some of the most well-known psychological thrillers are rooted in his heinous crimes. I’ll give you three, but there are more in case you’re interested in a deep dive into psychopathy.

3. The Texas Chainsaw Massacre

The Texas Chain Saw Massacre (1974) | Script Slug

Although Leatherface is only loosely based off Ed Gein, the skin mask that the chainsaw wielding maniac wears is a nod to Gein. As are the body parts that decorate Leatherface’s home. HGTV had no hand in the killer’s decor, but Ed would have approved.

2. Silence of the Lambs

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The serial killer, Buffalo Bill’s obsession with making suits out of his victims’ skin was taken from a page in Gein’s playbook.

  1. Psycho
Psycho (1960) - IMDb

Norman Bates’ twisted infatuation with his mother was patterned after Gein. When Gein’s mother passed away, her influence and tight laced ways remained cemented in his mind. Whenever a woman tempted him to step off the path of morality his mother had set him on, he killed her. Not sure if mommy would have approved of murder though.

From grave robbing to recycling human body parts, Ed Gein was one creepy dude. But his crimes show that sometimes fact is more unsettling than fiction.