Though the crimes were in the jurisdiction of the county sheriff’s office, a task force from central Virginia joined the case.Chuck Reid and Ricky Gardner, investigators from Bedford, set out to discover what the neighbors knew.
One looked to have been made by a tennis shoe, and two more by a sock.
Forensic study showed that the Haysoms had blood-alcohol levels of .22—exceedingly high.
In December, she left a letter in his room: I hated my love for you for a long time. My father says that the juniper extract used to flavor gin is a potent poison/drug.
I hated myself for discovering vulnerability, but as the weeks passed I began to understand. It causes similar aggression as “speed.” My mother begins her 6th gin (I pray she’ll use the poker on my cold, guiding father).
When Massie entered the house, she found the Haysoms sprawled on the ground, caked in gore.
Derek Haysom was on his side near a doorway, an arm stretched out before him.
Someone, it seemed, had sat down at the table with the Haysoms to eat.
A trail of blood suggested that Derek Haysom was attacked there, and stumbled across the dining room as he bled.
It was April 3, 1985, and the neighborhood was quiet.
The women called Annie Massie, a friend who had a spare key, in case something had befallen their bridge partner or his wife.
A vodka bottle nearby carried fingerprints, as did a shot glass.