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Authors: Gary C. King
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Tutmark said that Bergio had reported that the
suspect's vehicle's license plate light was not operable.
Another witness, James Dahlke, had provided a
description of the suspect by the time Turner had been notified of
the crime. The assailant was a white male adult, five feet eight
inches to five feet nine inches tall, with dark medium-thick hair,
collar-length and somewhat curly. Dahlke had told Tutmark that the
suspect was wearing a light blue shirt and light blue jeans. He
said that the suspect ran funny—not fast, but sort of sauntered
away from the victim as he headed toward the GMAC building. Dahlke
hadn't been sure what type of shoes the suspect was wearing.
Another witness, Kurt Thielke, had provided a
similar description of the suspect, but added that he had a square
build. Thielke had told Tutmark that the suspect was not fat or
muscular. He said he didn't think the suspect had any facial hair.
He remembered him as being clean-shaven.
As Tutmark was concluding his sketchy
briefing, Strovink found them and interrupted. A team of patrol
deputies, he said, had run the suspect vehicle's license number
through the Department of Motor Vehicles computer and had come up
with a name and address. The vehicle registered to license CYW 194
was a 1985 Nissan pickup, just like the witnesses had said, and the
registered owner's name was Dayton Leroy Rogers, date of birth
September 30, 1953. Motor Vehicles, said Strovink, had provided an
address of 10518 S. Heinz Road in Canby, a small town south of
Portland. To get there from the crime scene, Turner knew, all one
had to do was head due south on McLoughlin Boulevard, also known as
Highway 99E, the direction the suspect's vehicle was last seen
heading.
Turner welcomed the development, especially
so soon in the investigation. The lead was a luxury, he knew, the
type of clue that often only comes as a result of many interviews
and tedious hours, if at all. He only hoped that Richard Bergio had
written the number down correctly. Bergio had been adamant that he
had, said Strovink, who brought Bergio over to talk with Turner.
Bergio insisted to Turner that he had followed the suspect's truck
until he was certain that he had the complete plate number.
"As soon as he passed me, I jumped into my
truck," said Bergio. "I backed out and proceeded up to McLoughlin
Boulevard." He had even pulled off the road, he added, and wrote
the number down while it was still fresh in his memory.
Even if the number was correct, Turner
decided, there was still a lot of legwork to be done. Turner knew
from prior experience that it was going to be a long, long day.
While Turner and Strovink remained at the
crime scene, Lieutenant Detloff sent Deputy Mike Helmstadt and
Reserve Deputy Ed Schroeder to the Canby address. Their
instructions were to take no action at that time, but to only
determine whether or not the suspect's blue Nissan pickup was
parked there and report back. When they arrived at 10518 South
Heinz Road, a darkened mobile home, they noted that the vehicle
they sought was not there, or at least it wasn't parked where they
could see it. Not wanting to unduly disturb anyone prematurely or
make their presence known to the suspect if he was hiding somewhere
in the vicinity, the deputies pulled into the driveway as quietly
as possible, their lights off.
Suddenly, and without warning, Helmstadt and
Schroeder heard shots fired, apparently from a location across the
road. Both took cover behind their car, and they listened and
watched as additional shots were fired. Keeping as low as possible,
Helmstadt reached inside his car and broadcast that it appeared
they were being shot at and asked for backup. Moments later
everything was quiet, and they could see that lights had come on
inside the mobile home.
Soon a woman came to the door and called out
to them. She identified herself as Sherry Rogers and,
apologetically, explained that there had been a misunderstanding.
Seeing that the deputies had
suspect's vehicle's license plate light was not operable.
Another witness, James Dahlke, had provided a
description of the suspect by the time Turner had been notified of
the crime. The assailant was a white male adult, five feet eight
inches to five feet nine inches tall, with dark medium-thick hair,
collar-length and somewhat curly. Dahlke had told Tutmark that the
suspect was wearing a light blue shirt and light blue jeans. He
said that the suspect ran funny—not fast, but sort of sauntered
away from the victim as he headed toward the GMAC building. Dahlke
hadn't been sure what type of shoes the suspect was wearing.
Another witness, Kurt Thielke, had provided a
similar description of the suspect, but added that he had a square
build. Thielke had told Tutmark that the suspect was not fat or
muscular. He said he didn't think the suspect had any facial hair.
He remembered him as being clean-shaven.
As Tutmark was concluding his sketchy
briefing, Strovink found them and interrupted. A team of patrol
deputies, he said, had run the suspect vehicle's license number
through the Department of Motor Vehicles computer and had come up
with a name and address. The vehicle registered to license CYW 194
was a 1985 Nissan pickup, just like the witnesses had said, and the
registered owner's name was Dayton Leroy Rogers, date of birth
September 30, 1953. Motor Vehicles, said Strovink, had provided an
address of 10518 S. Heinz Road in Canby, a small town south of
Portland. To get there from the crime scene, Turner knew, all one
had to do was head due south on McLoughlin Boulevard, also known as
Highway 99E, the direction the suspect's vehicle was last seen
heading.
Turner welcomed the development, especially
so soon in the investigation. The lead was a luxury, he knew, the
type of clue that often only comes as a result of many interviews
and tedious hours, if at all. He only hoped that Richard Bergio had
written the number down correctly. Bergio had been adamant that he
had, said Strovink, who brought Bergio over to talk with Turner.
Bergio insisted to Turner that he had followed the suspect's truck
until he was certain that he had the complete plate number.
"As soon as he passed me, I jumped into my
truck," said Bergio. "I backed out and proceeded up to McLoughlin
Boulevard." He had even pulled off the road, he added, and wrote
the number down while it was still fresh in his memory.
Even if the number was correct, Turner
decided, there was still a lot of legwork to be done. Turner knew
from prior experience that it was going to be a long, long day.
While Turner and Strovink remained at the
crime scene, Lieutenant Detloff sent Deputy Mike Helmstadt and
Reserve Deputy Ed Schroeder to the Canby address. Their
instructions were to take no action at that time, but to only
determine whether or not the suspect's blue Nissan pickup was
parked there and report back. When they arrived at 10518 South
Heinz Road, a darkened mobile home, they noted that the vehicle
they sought was not there, or at least it wasn't parked where they
could see it. Not wanting to unduly disturb anyone prematurely or
make their presence known to the suspect if he was hiding somewhere
in the vicinity, the deputies pulled into the driveway as quietly
as possible, their lights off.
Suddenly, and without warning, Helmstadt and
Schroeder heard shots fired, apparently from a location across the
road. Both took cover behind their car, and they listened and
watched as additional shots were fired. Keeping as low as possible,
Helmstadt reached inside his car and broadcast that it appeared
they were being shot at and asked for backup. Moments later
everything was quiet, and they could see that lights had come on
inside the mobile home.
Soon a woman came to the door and called out
to them. She identified herself as Sherry Rogers and,
apologetically, explained that there had been a misunderstanding.
Seeing that the deputies had
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