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understanding of your relationship with him. And I’m just putting
two and two together … and it kind of matches.”
Whatever Jodi had told herself in the month since Alexander’s death, it surely set
in at this time that she was in trouble.
It wasn’t the kind of interrogation you see on a TV drama where a defendant is standoffish,
gives quick, one-word answers and demands for a lawyer to be present.
Jodi rambled on in long answers as detectives tried to sort out the truth. Jodi talked
at length about her relationship with Travis, their beliefs in the Mormon faith, his
desire to meet a nice Mormon girl, and her supposed adherence to the Ten Commandments.
She tried to make sense of her relationship with Travis for Flores.
But what Flores really needed and wanted was a confession. It is one of the building
blocks of a strong case, as important as finding the murder weapon, a strong motive,
and physical evidence connecting the suspect to the crime. Police had all the physical
evidence they needed by this point, and seemed to have motive figured out: jealousy.
The murder weapon was a mystery, although the break-in at her grandparents’ house
provided ample circumstantial evidence.
So for two days, Flores and other officers threw everything they could at Jodi, alternating
between good cop, bad cop and father confessor. On the first day, Flores started off
by questioning her gently, but slowly lost his patience as Jodi’s responses meandered.
“He liked you, he loved you. He wanted to be with you but he was reluctant to make
a commitment first off. And he truly didn’t think that you were marriage material,”
Flores said. “And I don’t know why not. I mean, I see you, you’re a wonderful girl.
You’re struggling, you’re trying to make your way through life and I don’t see why
you guys couldn’t have made it, you know?”
“I think we just, we have very different philosophies,” Jodi said.
Finally, Flores had enough. It was time to throw his trump card down on the table.
“What if I could show you proof you were there?” Flores asked.
“How?” Jodi said.
“Would that change your mind?”
“I wasn’t there.”
“You need to be honest with me Jodi.”
“I was not at Travis’ house.”
“You were at Travis’ house and you guys had a sexual encounter which there’s pictures.
And I know you know there’s pictures because I have them. I will show them to you,
OK? So, what I’m asking you is for you to be honest with me. I know you were there.”
“Are you sure those pictures aren’t from another time?” Jodi asked.
“Positive.”
She continued to insist that she was not there, despite Flores saying he had reams
of evidence proving otherwise.
“Jodi, this is over. This is absolutely over. You need to tell me the truth,” Flores
said.
“Listen, the truth is I did not hurt Travis.”
She kept lying, even going so far to offer up this bold statement: “Listen, if I’m
found guilty, I don’t have a life. I’m not guilty. I didn’t hurt Travis. If I hurt
Travis, I would beg for the death penalty.”
“I don’t even hurt spiders,” she added.
Flores decided to increase the pressure on Jodi by telling her that he was going
to bring pictures showing what happened. Before he left, he offered a parting shot:
“Tell me exactly what happened because, you know what, I think your mom and your dad
really deserve the truth. They’re gonna be asking. … What was going through your mind
and what caused you do to this. It happened. And I can prove it happened and there’s
no doubt in my mind, and there is absolutely no doubt in anybody’s mind who is investigating
this that you were there and that you did this. But I’ll let you think about that
OK? And I’m gonna go look for some pictures … and I’ll be right back.”
“Detective, I’m not a murderer,” Jodi insisted.
Flores wrapped up the conversation by
two and two together … and it kind of matches.”
Whatever Jodi had told herself in the month since Alexander’s death, it surely set
in at this time that she was in trouble.
It wasn’t the kind of interrogation you see on a TV drama where a defendant is standoffish,
gives quick, one-word answers and demands for a lawyer to be present.
Jodi rambled on in long answers as detectives tried to sort out the truth. Jodi talked
at length about her relationship with Travis, their beliefs in the Mormon faith, his
desire to meet a nice Mormon girl, and her supposed adherence to the Ten Commandments.
She tried to make sense of her relationship with Travis for Flores.
But what Flores really needed and wanted was a confession. It is one of the building
blocks of a strong case, as important as finding the murder weapon, a strong motive,
and physical evidence connecting the suspect to the crime. Police had all the physical
evidence they needed by this point, and seemed to have motive figured out: jealousy.
The murder weapon was a mystery, although the break-in at her grandparents’ house
provided ample circumstantial evidence.
So for two days, Flores and other officers threw everything they could at Jodi, alternating
between good cop, bad cop and father confessor. On the first day, Flores started off
by questioning her gently, but slowly lost his patience as Jodi’s responses meandered.
“He liked you, he loved you. He wanted to be with you but he was reluctant to make
a commitment first off. And he truly didn’t think that you were marriage material,”
Flores said. “And I don’t know why not. I mean, I see you, you’re a wonderful girl.
You’re struggling, you’re trying to make your way through life and I don’t see why
you guys couldn’t have made it, you know?”
“I think we just, we have very different philosophies,” Jodi said.
Finally, Flores had enough. It was time to throw his trump card down on the table.
“What if I could show you proof you were there?” Flores asked.
“How?” Jodi said.
“Would that change your mind?”
“I wasn’t there.”
“You need to be honest with me Jodi.”
“I was not at Travis’ house.”
“You were at Travis’ house and you guys had a sexual encounter which there’s pictures.
And I know you know there’s pictures because I have them. I will show them to you,
OK? So, what I’m asking you is for you to be honest with me. I know you were there.”
“Are you sure those pictures aren’t from another time?” Jodi asked.
“Positive.”
She continued to insist that she was not there, despite Flores saying he had reams
of evidence proving otherwise.
“Jodi, this is over. This is absolutely over. You need to tell me the truth,” Flores
said.
“Listen, the truth is I did not hurt Travis.”
She kept lying, even going so far to offer up this bold statement: “Listen, if I’m
found guilty, I don’t have a life. I’m not guilty. I didn’t hurt Travis. If I hurt
Travis, I would beg for the death penalty.”
“I don’t even hurt spiders,” she added.
Flores decided to increase the pressure on Jodi by telling her that he was going
to bring pictures showing what happened. Before he left, he offered a parting shot:
“Tell me exactly what happened because, you know what, I think your mom and your dad
really deserve the truth. They’re gonna be asking. … What was going through your mind
and what caused you do to this. It happened. And I can prove it happened and there’s
no doubt in my mind, and there is absolutely no doubt in anybody’s mind who is investigating
this that you were there and that you did this. But I’ll let you think about that
OK? And I’m gonna go look for some pictures … and I’ll be right back.”
“Detective, I’m not a murderer,” Jodi insisted.
Flores wrapped up the conversation by
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