Crime Beat
Chapter One
THE CALL
LAUDERDALE HOMICIDE
Mayhem and ennui set the tone for a week spent in the forefront of
the battle against a city's murders.
SOUTH FLORIDA SUN-SENTINEL
October 25, 1987
IT HAS BEEN FOUR DAYS since anybody has heard from or seen Walter
Moody and people are thinking that something is wrong. The tenants
at the South Andrews Avenue apartment building he manages say he
hasn't answered his door since Thursday. His parents can't get him
on the phone. And he didn't call his boss Saturday when he didn't
show up for his part-time truck-driving job.
This is not like Walter, everyone agrees.
It is now 1:40 p.m., Monday, June 29. The happenstance of concern
from so many places for Walter Moody results in two Fort Lauderdale
police officers and a locksmith coming to his apartment door. There
is a small crowd of tenants watching closely.
The three-story apartment building has a Spanish castle motif: white
walls, red barrel-tile roof, round turret with small arched windows
at the corner. It is a ... read full excerpt from: Crime Beat: A Decade of Covering Cops and Killers ebook
