she destroyed me in the process. I was the victim.
MR. TOKARIK: (unintelligible) bET. STURGIS: What’s that, Counselor?
MR. T~RIK: I register my objection to this entire session.
MR. JONES: Suppress your ego, Tony. I’m the victim-don’t exploit me
for your ego. That’s my problem in general people tend to take
advantage of me because they know I’m fairly naive.
bET. S’rURGIS: Dawn Herbert do that?
MR. JONES: Absolutely. That folderol you read was absolute fantasy.
She was a dope addict when I found her. I tried to help her and she
paid me back with paranoia.
bET. ‘sTURGIS: What about Kristie Kirkash?
MR. JONES: (unintelligible) bET. STURGis: What’s that, Prof?
bET. MARTINEZ: Mailboxes Plus, Agoura, box number 1498.
MR. JONES: That was for research.
bET. SrvRGIS: What kind of research?
MR. JONES: I’ve been thinking of a possible project: pornography
research recurrent images in an overly organized society as a form of
ritual. Obviously, I didn’t want material sent to my home or my campus
office-you get on pervert lists, and I didn’t want a flood of garbage
coming in.
So Kristie rented the POB for me.
bET. STURGIS: Any reason you didn’t rent it yourself?
MR. JONES: I was busy, Kristie lived out there, and it just seemed
convenient.
bET. SrvRGIS: Any reason you rented it under the name of Ralph
Benedict, M.D.? A physician who’s been dead for two and a half years
and just happened to have treated your wife’s aunt for diabetes?
MR. TOKARIK: Don’t answer that.
bET. STURGIS: Any reason you had medical apparatus shipped out to that
post office box using Ralph Benedict, M.D.”s name and medical license
number?
MR. TOKARIK: Don’t answer that.
bET. 5TURGIS: Any reason you had insulin and Insuject insulin-delivery
systems, such as the one we found in your hand in your daughter’s
hospital room, shipped to that post office box in Ralph Benedict,
M.D.”s name?
MR. TOKARIK: Don’t answer that.
MR. JONES: Ridiculous. Cindy knew about the POB, too. I gave her my
spare key. She must have used it for that.
DET. STURGIS: She says she didn’t.
MR. JONES: She’s lying.
bET. STURGIS: Okay, but even so, why’d you use Benedict’s name to get
the box? It’s your name on the application form.
MR. TOKARIK: Don’t answer that.
MR. JONES: I want to I want to clear my name, Tony. In all honesty,
Detective, I can’t really answer that one. It must have been
subconscious. Cindy must have mentioned Benedict’s name-yes, I’m sure
she did. As you said, he was her aunt’s doctor, she talked about him a
lot, and it stuck in my mind so when I needed a name for the box, it
just popped into my head.
bET. SrvRGIS: Why’d you need an alias in the first place?
MR. JONES: I already explained that. For the pomographysome of the
stuff I received was really disgusting.
bET. STURGIS: Your wife says she knew nothing about the box.
MR. JONES: Of course she does. She’s lying. Really, Detective, it’s
all a matter of context-seeing things in a different light, using a new
lens.
bET. STURGIS: Uh-huh.
MR. TOKARIK: Now what are you pulling out?
bET. STURG~s: I think it’s obvious. This is a mask.
MR. TOKARIK: I fail to see MR. JONES: No big deal. It’s from the
carnival-Delta Psi’s carnival. They dressed me up as a witch. I kept
the mask for a souvenir.
bET. STURGIS: Kristie Kirkash kept it. You gave it to her last week
and told her to keep it.
MR. JONES: So?
bET. SrvRGIS: So I think you put this on when you injected Cassie. So
you’d look like a woman-the wicked witch.
MR. TOKARIK: Ridiculous.
MR. JONES: I agree with you there, Tony.
bET. SrvRGIS: A souvenir, huh? Why’d you give it to Kristie?
MR. JONES: She’s a Delta Psi. I thought the sorority would like to
have it.
bET. SrvRGIS: Considerate.
MR. JONES: I’m their faculty adviser. What’s the big bET. S’n’RGIS:
You have a thing for your students, don’t you? That’s how you met your
wife, isn’t it? She was your student.
MR. JONES: It’s not unusual-the teacher-student relationship..
bET. STURGtS: What about it?
MR. JONES: Often . . sometimes it leads to intimacy.