Awsi Dooger
03-14-2007, 01:20 AM
I saw this late last night, part of Court TV's The Investigators series. It was hosted by Christopher Lloyd, of all people, with three or four segments and including one of the most bizarre crimes I've ever heard about, one that apparently happened in the late '80s but drew amazingly little coverage, even locally in Amarillo, Texas where it occured.
Here's an Amarillo message board link and a post that describes it well:
http://forums.amarillo.com/cgi-bin/bb/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_topic;f=2;t=000984
"The very first story on there was set in Amarillo, and told about a woman who'd been a sales rep for a radio station who'd found a sugar daddy in an older man who was either the owner or the station manager. They went on a trip to Florida, where she met a man in a club while Sugar Daddy was at a conference, and began an affair. The new man followed her to Amarillo, where she carried on affairs with both men, having secreted her young lover in an apartment behind the radio station. The young lover got rough with her once, and she got her gun and shot him dead, but left the body in the apartment.
One of the station guys came in and said he smelled a dead body, saying once you've smelled one, you never forget, so he was adamant that was what the strange smell was, but couldn't figure it out. The girl freaked, and later borrowed her dad's truck, wrapped up the body in some curtains, but realized she couldn't lift the body into the truck bed, so she called a friend who works at KVII-TV and asked to borrow a dolly, explaining that she had some boxes to move. So he loans her the two-wheeled dolly, and she loads the body onto it, realizes she forgot rope, then uses a garden hose to tie the body to the dolly then the pick up. She commences to drive the truck with the dolly as a trailer, but the dolly falls off, dumping the body into the road.
When the body is discovered, lying in the middle of the street, the police are summoned and they follow a blood trail back to the radio station. The girl is called to be told what is going on, but she cracks and confesses on the phone, and returns to the radio station on her own.
She is, of course, convicted of his murder."
There is no other information on the internet. Posts in that thread say they remember the case from the late '80s but it got surprisingly little coverage and faded quickly. No doubt it would be a circus today. One person says the local Amarillo paper tends to downplay anything that makes local businesses look bad, especially sponsors. That probably makes sense.
The woman's name was Debbie Garre. She was a voluptuous blonde, described as 26 years old in the segment. I checked the Texas prison system and no female with that last name appears, so it's possible she has already been paroled. At the end of the segment it said she was sentenced to 20 years.
I'll add just a few more things to the description given by the poster from the Amarillo board. The guy from Florida was a young man about the same age as Debbie Garre, named David Cain. He was described as a ladies man who couldn't hold a job. He hitchhiked to Amarillo to get back together with Garre. She assumed it was over with. After being hidden in the small apartment for about a week, they argued and the guy shoved her and indicated he might reveal everything. Garre didn't want to risk her Sugar Daddy finding out, so she got a gun from her car and shot Cain in the back while he was showering. She had no plans on what to do next and left the body in the shower for two days before the station employee smelled it, and she realized she had to act fast.
The funniest part was the depiction of the getaway. She drove with the dolly tied to the back of the truck in the middle of the night, but the body fell off when she hit a pot hole. She said she could tell when it started to feel different, more of a dragging than rolling. When she stopped the truck and saw the body in the road, she panicked and just left it there, returning the borrowed items before going back to bed alongside the Sugar Daddy. The call was intended to him and not her, since the trail led back to his radio station, but she answered the phone and kept saying,"Oh my god! Oh my god!" before admitting she was the killer.
The best scenes were the Amarillo locals sitting on their porch near daybreak with a body wrapped up in a curtain lying there in the middle of the road.
Here's an Amarillo message board link and a post that describes it well:
http://forums.amarillo.com/cgi-bin/bb/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_topic;f=2;t=000984
"The very first story on there was set in Amarillo, and told about a woman who'd been a sales rep for a radio station who'd found a sugar daddy in an older man who was either the owner or the station manager. They went on a trip to Florida, where she met a man in a club while Sugar Daddy was at a conference, and began an affair. The new man followed her to Amarillo, where she carried on affairs with both men, having secreted her young lover in an apartment behind the radio station. The young lover got rough with her once, and she got her gun and shot him dead, but left the body in the apartment.
One of the station guys came in and said he smelled a dead body, saying once you've smelled one, you never forget, so he was adamant that was what the strange smell was, but couldn't figure it out. The girl freaked, and later borrowed her dad's truck, wrapped up the body in some curtains, but realized she couldn't lift the body into the truck bed, so she called a friend who works at KVII-TV and asked to borrow a dolly, explaining that she had some boxes to move. So he loans her the two-wheeled dolly, and she loads the body onto it, realizes she forgot rope, then uses a garden hose to tie the body to the dolly then the pick up. She commences to drive the truck with the dolly as a trailer, but the dolly falls off, dumping the body into the road.
When the body is discovered, lying in the middle of the street, the police are summoned and they follow a blood trail back to the radio station. The girl is called to be told what is going on, but she cracks and confesses on the phone, and returns to the radio station on her own.
She is, of course, convicted of his murder."
There is no other information on the internet. Posts in that thread say they remember the case from the late '80s but it got surprisingly little coverage and faded quickly. No doubt it would be a circus today. One person says the local Amarillo paper tends to downplay anything that makes local businesses look bad, especially sponsors. That probably makes sense.
The woman's name was Debbie Garre. She was a voluptuous blonde, described as 26 years old in the segment. I checked the Texas prison system and no female with that last name appears, so it's possible she has already been paroled. At the end of the segment it said she was sentenced to 20 years.
I'll add just a few more things to the description given by the poster from the Amarillo board. The guy from Florida was a young man about the same age as Debbie Garre, named David Cain. He was described as a ladies man who couldn't hold a job. He hitchhiked to Amarillo to get back together with Garre. She assumed it was over with. After being hidden in the small apartment for about a week, they argued and the guy shoved her and indicated he might reveal everything. Garre didn't want to risk her Sugar Daddy finding out, so she got a gun from her car and shot Cain in the back while he was showering. She had no plans on what to do next and left the body in the shower for two days before the station employee smelled it, and she realized she had to act fast.
The funniest part was the depiction of the getaway. She drove with the dolly tied to the back of the truck in the middle of the night, but the body fell off when she hit a pot hole. She said she could tell when it started to feel different, more of a dragging than rolling. When she stopped the truck and saw the body in the road, she panicked and just left it there, returning the borrowed items before going back to bed alongside the Sugar Daddy. The call was intended to him and not her, since the trail led back to his radio station, but she answered the phone and kept saying,"Oh my god! Oh my god!" before admitting she was the killer.
The best scenes were the Amarillo locals sitting on their porch near daybreak with a body wrapped up in a curtain lying there in the middle of the road.