My Bf Choked Me

They second-guessed themselves, even though they believed there was little basis to immediately arrest him and none to think he would kill a child two days after they seized his computer. This time Justin bought a deer rifle, but the state's mandatory waiting period prevented him from taking it. The only remnants of the memorial at Courtney's Corner are wax stains on the sidewalk, but she is not forgotten. When they went clubbing, his pals sometimes ditched him, fearing he would spoil their chances of picking up girls. A son by her first marriage was sentenced to life in prison for a 1992 crime spree that included kidnapping. Using a list of local retailers from an Adidas representative, he learned that 21 visors had been purchased with credit cards in the Sacramento area.

She gave chase at high speed and got his license number. Now that he was facing state charges instead of federal charges, Justin was subject to less than a year's jail time. He also fretted that the publicity would hurt his career. The stories shaping California. Kenneth Lanning, a Manassas, Va., consultant and former FBI expert on victimization of children, says, "He may have been molested by his mother, or may have been exposed to porn by his father, but [he] also can rationalize [his crime] by saying, 'I was a victim myself. ' The memorial also drew strangers who were moved by the tragedy, or who were curious. All the women in the magazine were over 18. "They showed me that terrible picture, the one that we parents hope we never see, " Mark Sconce recalls. His father was, and he looked drained.

Weinberger pleaded guilty, so there was no trial, no public airing. Says his former public defender, Carol Pulido, "Just because you have every advantage does not mean you have a good upbringing. She relished ordinary things--ice cream, her dog Tigger, roller skating, swimming in the small backyard pool. He also asked about his dad's well-being and expressed concern about his car. Minter and Timberlake flew to Albuquerque, where Weinberger had been moved. "For instance, here's a guy who's 20 years old... " he said, holding up one photo. A toll-free hotline sizzled with tips that were fed into a computer. I decided to exaggerate slightly and add a fictional detail, just to make it more 'juicy'... a detail I thought was harmless at the time but actually could have landed my dad in serious trouble......... Unlike the suspect arrested in the July slaying of 5-year-old Samantha Runnion of Stanton, he had not been accused of molestation before. No one was hurt, Justin had a clean record and he accepted responsibility.

What would you guys advise? But Courtney recently had written the name of a boy on her hand. I can't remember exactly how my ex reacted but the subject soon changed. The FBI and other investigators questioned registered sex offenders and pulled over BMW owners. After more work, several agents descended on the Weinberger home with a fresh warrant on Nov. 6, 2000. I thought at worst it'd paint my dad in my boyfriend's mind as a bit of a weirdo, nothing more (they'd never met and it was unlikely they ever would, for reasons I won't get into. But the local kids barely tolerated this nerdy newcomer who wore plaid shirts and visors. But that did not happen. She kept tiny bottles of wine in her car, and had one conviction for driving while intoxicated, in 1997. "He was into video games and Nintendo, " says childhood playmate Bryce Porter. Other parents in Rancho Cordova were afraid to let their little ones out of sight.

And there was a neighborhood ruffian. Later that year, when Justin was 11, records show the Weinbergers filed for bankruptcy after his mom lost her job. "They said, 'You better make this search warrant airtight and bulletproof, ' " says Hittmeier. The cannabis smell from his room was a running joke on his dormitory floor. Her mother Cindy's tubes were tied, yet Courtney found her way into this world. A few weeks later I was with my ex and when the conversation started to dry up, I decided to withdraw the porn magazine incident from my arsenal of rainy day anecdotes. This shy son of a state prosecutor did not seem to fit the stereotype of a pedophile, let alone a rapist and murderer.

"Don't hurt me, " he recalled her saying. He spotted a pert girl with a ponytail. "He... started discussing suicide that night, " Justin said. They fielded calls from reporters, tipsters and crackpots. A couple of hours later and 40 miles away, Richard Harrington was going to see his boss at La Paz Golf Club. But he found out that it was a relatively new model. Both parents loved him.

He said he cried the whole time, yet he later had the presence of mind to drag her body to the water and try to wash away his DNA. He wanted a criminal history check, an interview and a DNA sample for each. He partied day and night when his best friend came to visit. He was polite, smart and showed a clever sense of humor in one-on-one situations. Instead of proceeding with federal charges that could have led to at least five years in prison, they handed Justin's case over to El Dorado County prosecutors, who filed charges on May 22, 2001. He then said he had a gun and told her to get in. Months later he made a similar statement in a letter that a friend shared with the FBI.

I was desperate to have another look at his childhood photos and school reports so I went against his wishes, telling myself just to rearrange everything back to how it was when I was done. They didn't know who in the household was distributing porn, and they didn't know Justin's mother was on her deathbed. When he began raping her the second time, he said she cried for him to stop. Finally, he packed up his family and moved away from his house full of memories that was only a few doors from Courtney's Corner.

But the prosecutor persuaded her to endorse a plea deal that dismissed one of the charges and allowed Weinberger to cleanse his record--if he paid restitution and underwent anger management counseling. Grabbing another girl crossed his mind. But after two semesters, Justin said in his confession, he had failed some courses, and his father was tired of financing his fooling around at school. She doted on Justin, dressed with flair and drove sporty cars. While hundreds of people were questioned, Justin Weinberger went about his life, even attended a friend's birthday barbecue a few days after he had killed. They laughed at him and called him for beer money when they were broke. The breakthrough came when the FBI began tracing the articles the killer left behind. Frantic, he drove around peering into parks, behind buildings, even into dumpsters.

Since about age 6, he was raised in a three-bedroom house perched among the dusky oaks and pines. Although Michael Weinberger declined requests for an interview, John R. Duree Jr., his friend and Justin's former attorney, insists in response to written questions that "Mr. Weinberger never encouraged or suggested suicide by Justin. "It was weird, like they were brother and sister, " Harrington recalls. But he was socially awkward, with reserve that let people ignore him and stubbornness that grated even on friends. She did not seem interested in romance and dating. Marci Minter and Lori Timberlake were assigned to the case. He turned to tequila to numb the pain. Duree says Justin received no special consideration in either case due to his father's position or acquaintances, one of whom was federal prosecutor Doug Hendricks.