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Alice Crimmins (CORBIS) |
During those years, the cops followed Alice Crimmins constantly,
watched her every move and – as her own husband had – tapped her
phone. They had good reason to expect such activity to bear
fruit. If Alice was the killer, she had to have accomplices
because the locations and times at which the bodies were found meant
that someone else had transported at least one dead child (she had
been under constant surveillance when little Eddie’s body was
unceremoniously dumped in a vacant lot). Even if she was such
a “cold bitch” that she never needed to unburden herself to
anyone, her co-conspirator(s) would surely want to talk about
payment or silence or both.
But there were no such conversations.
However, there was much to keep the police listeners entertained
since Alice Crimmins and her many sweethearts engaged in sexually
oriented conversations. The cops could count themselves doubly
lucky, even by today’s “dial-a-porn” standards, since they
were being paid to listen to titillating sex talk.
The cops also waged a campaign of embarrassment and harassment
against Alice Crimmins in the hope that the tension might
“break” her. During the months that she and Eddie were
reconciled, police phoned him to let him know she was entertaining
another man in the marital bedroom. They went to her various
employers and informed them that the efficient secretary working for
them under the name “Alice Burke” was actually the notorious
Alice Crimmins, a promiscuous woman suspected in the deaths of her
two young children, leading to her sudden firing.
So Alice Crimmins went from one employer to another, working for
a few weeks as a secretary here, a receptionist there, an airline
travel agent on one occasion and then, inevitably, unemployed and
looking for work again. She drank more heavily and became
increasingly hostile to the investigators she knew were trying to
pin a double murder rap on her. She learned that her phone was
tapped and began opening conversations with a message to the third
parties listening: “Hi, boys, drop dead!”
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