My Mother’s Lies | 3. Prime Suspect

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rumors, even conspiracies. Names and ideas that need something or someone to help her make sense of. She opens up her email and pulls the keyboard toward her. And after a moment of thought, Susan Gabbreth starts to tie. It's been more than a year since the official Mayfield police case against Jeremy Adams and Lolo Saxon was dismissed. A year has also passed since the Kentucky State Police took over the investigation. Things had stalled. The murder of Jessica Current

was a cold case, growing colder by the day. It needed an injection of energy from somewhere. As it turned out, that injection came from Susan Gabbreth. But a nosy local on a personal crusade wasn't going to get lawyers, coroners, city hall, or law enforcement agencies to talk with her. To start really investigating Jessica's murder, she needed transcripts, tapes, witness profiles, lab reports. Most of all, she needed to identify

a new suspect. And for that, she needed help. Years later, Susan recalled how she wrote to TV celebrities and Hollywood stars to take up her cause. I started writing to so many people. I wrote to Oprah, I wrote to Julie Roberts, I wrote to Jay-Z, I wrote to Jerspringer,

“and I never got a response from anybody. And I can remember watching a documentary,”

and I saw this strapping handsome man. I googled him and I wrote him a letter. Susan's eventual savior would come from stumbling upon a cable documentary, hosted by renowned British journalist Tom Mangold. This much you already know. But what you don't know is how this half-hearted Hail Mary email typed on an ordinary spring afternoon is the moment

everything changed. It would be the first domino to fall in an escalating tragedy.

A tragedy that would play out like a slow motion car crash spanning the next two decades. Hello, Mr. Mangold. I am writing inserting a murder in a small town in the state of Kentucky here in the U.S., the victim, a beautiful 18-year-old black girl. You see, oftentimes, a tragedy is the work of just one person acting alone. But in the case of

Quincy Cross, that is the work of many people, from legal professionals and law enforcement

“officers to government officials, people who should have known better than to facilitate and”

enable the misguided work of this one ordinary woman. But it all started with this email to a journalist in England. Well, in this episode, we're going to take a real hard look at how it really unfolded,

how a private citizen gain access to crucial documents and official files that,

in my opinion, should never ever have been shared with a non-journalist. How a journalist and a citizen's sleuth crafted their own theory in the space of just 10 days without physical evidence or forensic corroboration. A theory that started in a cheap motel room and spread like wildfire through the community. I was glad they even do it in me with

“higher time mango, that's why I left it when you say this name. I haven't even said any of”

the one of them. What might have started as a search for answers seemed to become something out entirely, the writing of a story. And once a story like that takes hold, it can be almost impossible to stop. Tom sending the names to Susan, and then Susan going, it's those two. Yeah, and they can, um, thank you for the say what they want them to say. Then writing a big story about what you supposedly did. Right, but here we are.

From Sony Music Entertainment and Message Herred, you're listening to My Mother's Lies. I'm Beth Karris, this is episode three, Prime Suspect. Much of what you're about to learn about Susan's investigation over the next few episodes comes from her emails, emails that have only recently been filed in court. To be honest, they read a lot like a diary, which gives us a unique insight into Susan's process her thoughts

and feelings at the time she's writing them. Let's go back to that very first email to Tom

Mangold, I'll read it for you. It's interesting that right from the jump, Susan opens with Jeremy Adams's innocence. She writes, "There was a person charged with this murder and on the very eve of this trial, the charge was dropped due to a supposed goof by our local police. I

“not only think they had the wrong person charged with the actual murder, I believe there is a”

political cover-up involved also." When he received Susan's email back in April in 2004, Tom Mangold would have been 69 years old, and a very well-respected journalist, from war zones to corporate conspiracies, he'd want awards and accolades for his pioneering investigative reporting. We did ask Tom to participate in this series, but he declined. But here, in a 2012 BBC Radio documentary, Tom is reflecting on the mysterious nature of that email.

There was something about an email to me, indefinable, but it touched the nerve of an old instinct. I couldn't delete it, but I couldn't ignore it, so I took the gamble. I just sensed that this might might be a good story, unusual locations, crime, human interest. It just felt right. It seems that in the spring of 2004, around the same time he responded to Susan's email, Tom's career at the BBC had just come to an abrupt end, and the previous summer there had

been some controversy over a story he'd published regarding US intelligence. He'd also been unable to work for some time following a knee operation. So when Susan's email popped up in his inbox, he was in his own words, quote, "grumpy" and "full of, quote, self-pity." Whatever it was, that caught his imagination, it certainly moved him. In May 2004, he boarded a flight and traveled thousands of miles to Western Kentucky to meet Susan in person. The two hit it off right away.

When I first met Susan, I liked her on the site. She's chubby, lively, great sense of humor,

sexy deep voice, and passion is about the one thing she needed to be passionate about,

charting their incredible tale. Apparently, Susan's first impressions of Tom were more uncertain,

but she clearly felt pressure to make his visit worthwhile. When I first met Tom, I thought he was prim and proper, just like he had stick up his ass. I mean, he was just really formal, you know, then I'll

“my nervousness really started coming. I said, worrying, "Oh my gosh, what have I done?”

Is he going to believe me? What if we don't find anything?" Susan's concerns would turn out to be unfounded. Over the next 10 days, they found plenty. Tom arrived in Mayfield. I'm May 28, 2004. The start of a humid Memorial Day weekend. He was due to meet Susan for their first official discussion about the case, but first he had an important matter to attend to. Here's an excerpt from Tom's 2016 memoir. "Mayfield is dry. I am not. In nearby Paduka, where I landed from Chicago,

I bought two cases of high-quality 7-year-old blank and headed for the days in Motel. Mayfield's best worst and only lodgings." It was in this modest Motel room, drinking white wine out of Styrofoam cups that Tom and Susan planned their first move. They started at the beginning. Susan laying out what she believed were the facts. Due to a lack of forensics and the condition of her body,

the cause of Jessica's death had never been officially established. However, over the years rumors

had circulated that she may have been killed by strangulation. The seems to have come from impart the fact that a fragment of a black belt had been found at the crime scene. Other rumors persisted, too, that the failure of the initial local police investigation was part of a conspiracy that ran all the way to City Hall. That Jessica might have been involved in a secret drug ring, running by the cops themselves. Another rumor revolved around the familiar name of Venetia

stubble field, Jessica's cousin. We spoke to Venetia recently. She knows as well as anyone, the way stories moved through a small town like Mayfield. "Nightful is not a secret town,

as soon as you step foot in Mayfoot, they know who you are, where you from, how you are,

I'm gonna get you guy, what do you do for live in this stuff like that?" Anybody in Mayfoot can pinpoint anything about anybody. Back in 2004, based on local rumors, Susan's working theory was that Jessica had been kidnapped by a group of people driving a white car, and she suspected that Venetia was one of those people. Another name Susan had latched onto is Austin Leach,

“who was seen around Mayfield in his white Cadillac that night. So what did Tom make of all this?”

Having just arrived in Mayfield, sitting in his motel room, drinking Savignon Blanc, jet lag and weary, clearly he realized he had his work cut out. Not only in sifting through the gossip, but in training his new colleague and had a separate rumor from reality. "I became a news editor so she became my trainee cub reporter. I taught in my trade from the bottom-up. Don't chase gossip, check every reputation, check and re-check every fact."

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establishing the facts, starting with Jeremy Adams. He set up a meeting with Jeremy's trial lawyer Renee Talk, which makes sense to me. He needed to make his own assessment about the strengths and weaknesses of the case against Jeremy. Here's a tape of Renee talking to Tom

“years later, recalling how strange Jessica's case was and how reluctant people were to speak with”

Renee about the murder. This was one of the more odd cases I've ever had, probably the most odd case I've ever handled. We would have people calling us on our personal cell phones or work cell phones wouldn't tell us who they were. They wanted to give us information but they were scared. During their meeting, and spite of the unusual nature of the case, Jeremy's attorney discussed the details of this open investigation with Tom, a journalist. This is a big red flag for me.

After all, this was an ongoing murder investigation, and Jeremy was still the main suspect, but it's what happened next that is truly troubling. Apparently, Renee Talk not only discussed the case, she had signed permission from Jeremy to physically hand over much of his official

“case file. What she gave Tom is what we call discovery, essentially a treasure trove of evidence”

and investigation notes. Typically, it can include witness names, addresses, and phone numbers, interview tapes, surveillance tapes, investigation reports, crime scene logs, forensic expert reports.

Basically, just about everything the may feel pleased to Department would have gathered,

concerning Jessica current's murder, in their case against Jeremy and Lolo. So naturally, we also reached out to Renee for an interview, but she declined. But she did confirm that she gave some of the discovery to Tom Mango. Look, it's been a long time since I tried to case myself, but I've been reporting on criminal trials for decades, and I'm troubled by how quickly Renee gave the files to Tom. Even if Renee had her client's permission to release the files,

personally, I questioned the wisdom and doing so, not to mention the ethics. This was an ongoing murder investigation, and her client was the prime suspect, releasing this kind of information to a private citizen, risks putting the investigation in jeopardy. What if Tom decides to share those files with other private citizens? Like Susan? What if they then form their own opinions? What if the cherry picks certain details from those files to share with other

private citizens? You get the idea. You can imagine the mess it could lead to. Leading witnesses to change their stories, faults, corroboration, contaminating the jury pool. So yeah, sharing the

files with Tom Mango was, at least in my view, not a good move. I'd say this was the second

domino to fall. After meeting with Renee talk, next on Tom's agenda was a meeting with Donna Adams, Jeremy's mother. Presumably on Susan's advice, Tom was well-prepared, arriving at Donna's mobile home, with a bottle of decila under his arm. Next Tom went to meet Jeremy for himself. A man he later said, quote, "didn't look like a killer."

Whatever that means. I mean, Ted Bundy was a handsome man who didn't look like a killer either. Whatever the case, Tom was apparently as convinced as Donna and Susan. He too ruled Jeremy out as a suspect. As he would later state publicly on his BBC documentary. With Jeremy's innocence apparently well established, Tom and Susan were given even more of the discovery documents directly from Jeremy's mother Donna. Here she is confirming as

much to the state police. They now had most of the original police investigation into Jessica's murder,

they also took possession of case documents from a disgruntled former Mayfield police officer.

That is even more problematic than Jeremy's lawyer sharing some files. Let's face it. Good journalists get a hold of documents that are off limits all the time. But an ex-com, possibly with an extra grind, what is clear is that Tom's presence in Kentucky opened doors that Susan could only have previously dreamed of. Armed with a now bulging case file, they went back to Tom's motel, cracked open a bottle of wine,

and started the task of reviewing the mountain of paperwork. And so began their own investigation. With so much to get through, Susan and Tom split the case file in half before returning and comparing thoughts. Over the coming nights, they swapped files and share notes.

“They started to identify the key witnesses they need to interview.”

During the days, they hit the streets of Mayfield, conducting their own interviews, often taped covertly by Susan. Tom thought the fact that Susan wasn't an actual cop or reporter was an advantage, and he coached her on how to exaggerate her ignorance to get people to talk. Well, while Tom was here, he would do his questioning, I would do my questioning. He would give me things to do. I was to play the bundling columbal character, which I did the entire time anyway.

I always acted like I didn't know anything. By the sounds of it, it was just another hustle,

like putting on an act for social services in order to get her, quote, "crazy check," as her son Ray had put it. As Tom and Susan poured over witness statements and police interviews, "Of all the names that crop up, one was at the top of their list. What you're about to hear is a covert recording made by Susan at the time. In it, she probes their key witness, Venetia stubblefield. These recordings also capture Susan's approach,

her assumptions and the direction her investigation had begun to take."

“Tommy didn't kill her. Tommy didn't kill her. They don't have a case on Jeremy. That's why”

they let you out, because we all know Jeremy didn't kill her. We know you were there. I'm telling you. In fact, I have got, and another, I want to have, I've got another meeting with someone here just shortly, and I am telling you there's going to be a big arrest here. Now, if you will help with this, I can see that everything with you is going to work out okay." There's a lot in that clip. Declaring Jeremy's innocence, pretending an arrest is imminent,

insinuating that Venetia is in trouble, and that Susan can protect her. Right from the beginning, Susan is leading the witness, threatening, offering inducements. Whatever the truth of her involvement, don't forget, Venetia was just 16 when her cousin was brutally

“murdered, possibly in front of her, possibly by local drug dealers who threatened her as well.”

And after all that, she was still only 20 at the time that interview was conducted in 2004. Did she really have the power to make deals on behalf of the police? At this point, probably not, but Ray thinks she enjoyed giving people that impression. My mom might have been saying that stuff for cloud, just to get some attention, notoriety, scare people too, you know, if you can do good for people, you can also do bad for people too. It was something Tom called Susan out on too.

This is what he wrote about it in 2013, quote, "As we drove back to the motel, Susan and I

had our first and last row." I pointed out that this was not the way to deal with the

punitive suspects or witnesses, that no one ever confesses easily or quickly, and that subtlety, tact, and rat-like cunning were the only tools we had to quarry the truth. To be fair to Susan, Tom also ruffled a few feathers in Mayfield. Since he was an outsider, people didn't quite know what to make of him. Much like Susan, Tom wasn't there to make friends. He was there to get things done, and they got a lot done in their 10 days together.

From gaining entry into a prison, using an expired press pass, to extracting sensitive case

Tom mangled it was a little different than I thought it would be, because honestly,

“talking with him, I thought he would be younger than what he was when he got here,”

and he was kind of a small or guy, a little older, and I thought he would be with Gray. You know, her and he seemed to be the kind of person that pay attention to small details. Even so, Joe worries that Tom is the type to push forward, no matter what. If you get somebody like that on the wrong track, they could take that ball and go to wrong direction. They may have been an odd couple, but Tom's heavyweight credentials still needed Susan's local

knowledge, and Susan was suddenly infused with a new energy. Her mission to solve Jessica Current's murder was suddenly moving forward at breakneck speed. Here's mayfield private investigator and former cop, John Poole, who worked on the case for one of the defendants. He made her feel

“important, because people in the community I've talked to thought she was a trouble maker and lazy,”

didn't work on drugs, alcohol, and so he kind of glorified her, made her feel good. She was somebody again. It was on one of their last nights together, pouring over police tapes that Susan and Tom

finally landed on the missing piece of their puzzle. A series of interview transcripts from a group

who had all been at a house party that took place on the same night Jessica disappeared. This party was at an address on a street named Chris Drive about four miles away on the other side of town from where Jessica was last seen walking home, a party which ended in a series of arrests in the early hours of Sunday, July 30th. Here is Susan talking about that lightball moment of discovery in Tom's BBC documentary. I realized that there was an entire side of the case

that the Maple Police Department did not look into at all. One of the party goers was Jessica's then boyfriend of two months, Lolo Saxton, which naturally peaked their interest, but it was another name that would take center stage. It is in these transcripts and phone records, document Susan

and arguably Tom should never have had access to that led them to what they claim had been missing.

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smart. The show is called "Infamous." Let's go back to the night of the murder. Not to the address on criss drive, but 40 minutes southwest of Mayfield. Just across the Kentucky State border, in Union City, Tennessee. It's 7pm on Saturday evening, July 29th, 2000. The night is just getting started. Lolo Saxton and two friends are driving around in a blue Pontiac. They're looking to pick

up some cocaine for the party when they run into a childhood friend of one of theirs. Quincy Omar Cross. The guys are headed back to Mayfield to go to a party, so Quincy decides to tag along. Sometime after midnight, the four men pull up to a house on criss drive. There are a few kids hanging out and partying, including the son of a prominent local cop.

There are drugs too, which isn't uncommon for a Mayfield house party. According to some, Quincy Cross is wired, and is constantly on the house

Apparently, he's calling girls back in Tennessee. He complains that all the women at the

“party are with their boyfriend. Between one and three AM, some of the party”

goers, including Lolo, took a couple of trips in a blue Pontiac to a local cafe. Quincy doesn't go with them on these trips. He stays at the house on criss drive. When the group returns to criss drive, Quincy is apparently still wired and still making calls on the house phone. A few of the party goers reported that he was acting a little erratically. Some even mentioned him swinging a dark, colored belt around and just generally being annoying.

As the night goes on, other people drift in and out, but by around 4 AM, the party is winding down.

The revelers start drifting off to sleep.

Sometime between 5 and 5.30, Quincy asks to use the car. The blue Pontiac that's nearly

“out of gas. Quincy claims he wants to go down the street to see a girl he knows.”

The owner tosses Quincy the keys, but warns him he won't get very far. About an hour to an hour and a half later, around 6.30 AM, Quincy Cross returns to criss drive. Quincy reports that the car had indeed run out of gas and that he stole a gas container from a nearby house and attempted unsuccessfully to get the car going. It was there stranded on the side of the road where he was spotted by a state trooper who picked

him up and drove him back to the house. Now, Quincy was explaining all this to the blurry-eyed party goers. That same state trooper was on his way back to the stranded vehicle to take a closer look. Apparently, on discovering the owner's firearm and various drug paraphernalia in the car, he called in some backup and returned to criss drive. The cops enter the house sometime around 7 AM to conduct a search. They discover

weed plants and cocaine and proceed to arrest most of the occupants, including Quincy Cross. And that is how, in the spring of 2004, four years after the fact, Quincy Omar Cross suddenly appeared on the radar of a journalist and a citizen's sleuth, pouring over the files in the cold case murder investigation of Jessica Curran. Now, before we go any further, I admit, I can see why Susan and Tom took an interest in Quincy.

A man from out of town, a drug dealer, an outsider, restless, fueled by cocaine, possibly wearing a black belt and countered by law enforcement just as the sun is rising over Mayfield reportedly leaking of gasoline. All the same night Jessica disappears just two days before her burnt body is discovered. Well, here's the problem. Right from the start, the statements from the Chris Drive party don't really support the story Susan with later come

up with. Let's start with the belt. In the initial interviews, no one can really recall what Quincy was wearing. But one op-and-comment would prove faithful. Here's Miranda Helman again, a lawyer who would eventually end up representing Quincy in the years to come. When they interviewed some of the girls that were at Chris Drive and those are part of Quincy's investigative file connected to the drug charges, they said that he was wild, he was, you know,

a party in having a good time, and one of the girls was like, "Yeah, he's swinging his belt around like the last so." That's the line right there. A throwaway comment made by a girl at the Chris Drive house party after the cops busted them for drugs. It had nothing to do with Jessica Kurran, yet.

“And so it's just like these key phrases of belt. Now, there was never a belt involved in the”

Jessica Kurran case until Susan starts talking about, "Well, how is she murdered and this belt becomes part of that narrative?" This moment is worth remembering. The confusion of the belt will run the length of this story. It's important to growing at every step.

There was never a conclusive report as to what her cause of death was. The crime scene had a lot of

issues. So there's a lot of evidence laying on the ground, there's a lot of things around her body that simply don't have anything to do with the crime. And so one of the items that was found at the middle school did include what looked to be a piece of a leather belt. Rumors arose from

or on the body? It's a minor detail that would have devastating consequences.

“Interestingly, the state trooper who picked Quincy up on the side of the road early that”

morning noted that Quincy was wearing sweatpants, which don't typically require a belt.

The next bit is even harder to reconcile the timeline. Everyone at Chris Drive said Quincy never

left. You nanomissely. He never left. Yeah, he was partying. He was being wild, but once we settled in, you know, 10 to 11 o'clock, Quincy didn't leave until the hours of the morning. Sometime between 1 a.m. and 3 a.m. the time when Jessica was supposedly making the 45-minute walk home, having left Venetia and friends, Lolo and others are driving around town, getting food in the blue Pontiac. But Quincy was never widowed. Through those phone records

and witness statements, Quincy has an alibi until about 5 a.m. That's about 3 hours after Jessica

“should have been home. I think that those call records probably corroborate some of the testimonial”

witness statements that come from Chris Drive. And you know, that four or five o'clock time frame

seems to really line up with exactly the point in time that the cop says he was pulled over on the side of the road without gas, you know, as the sun is coming up in the 6, 6, 30 range. And so, we have a timeline, you know, that timeline becomes really difficult to match to the story Susan breaks in. Still, Tom and Susan were certain they'd found their man. Here's Susan in Tom's documentary, recalling the moment of revelation. There was there was a feeling of euphoria or whatever,

there were we were so excited with the information of all these things coming together. Of course,

“Quincy had no idea of this at the time. The now 28-year-old former high school football player”

was back in Tennessee, living with his grandma. How could he know that just over the state-lining

Kentucky, a timer had just started ticking. Tom and Susan would need to find the evidence to support their fledgling theory, but they were convinced they had their guy. Quincy Omar crossed was now their main suspect. And with that, Tom's work in Mayfield was finished. It was time to head back to England. Tom and Susan handed all their findings, copies of their case file and their theory, to the man now leading the official murder

investigation. Kentucky State Police Detective Jamie Mills. As Tom headed back across the Atlantic, he knew his part was largely finished. As he'd later say, quote, "It was now up to Susan alone to bring it all in." I'm bringing in, she would. Over the course of the following year, Susan Gauberth would take the names and details she and Tom found in those Chris Drive transcripts and start writing a new story, moving around facts to fit her evolving theory of what really happened

the night Jessica current was murdered. To me, the Chris Drive party is almost like the old expression of red herring. They just looked at the highlights, you know, the keywords, gasoline, belt that he was on Chris Drive. When the Kentucky State Police start taking her theory seriously, suddenly anything seems possible. The cloud that came with working with the police that were active police in the community only seemed to give the things that Susan said more credibility.

But as her influence grows, people start to take notice of her, apparently, including Quincy Cross. "That's my heart, the killer began stalking her." That's next time on My Mother's Laws. At the time of release, we have not received a response from Jeremy Adams over an eight-top regarding allegations reported in this episode. Tom mangled confirmed by email that he stands by his reporting. This is My Mother's Laws, an original production of Sony music entertainment and

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