I agree, DAMIFINO... Very well thought out and written article by Joe Kovac Jr.... Sheriff Howard Sills; A True Legend, has an amazingly impressive background, both personal and professional.. After reading and digesting this lenthy article, I am even more confident that the writing is on the wall and the Devil in the details..
RE: Uh, I don’t know any professional decapitators.”Sheriff Sills quote <Note: Sheriff Sills was not asked this question>
"Actually, yes he does"..
The NC has a paramilitary/martial arts trained security force; 'The Mujahad', which have dismembered and decapitated victims in the past. Previously the AAC in Brooklyn, NY, the NC moved to GA due to an active FBI investigation of their criminal activity.
Ansaaru Allah Community in the West" in 1970, which a 1993 FBI report described as a "front for a wide range of criminal activity, including arson, welfare fraud and extortion'..
York's right hand man; Roy Savage; Hashim the Warrior, was the leader of AAC's security force; the Mujahad. Savage was the primary suspect for the murder of political activist Horace Green by FBI investigators, who refused to share their info with NYPD homicide investigators for over 2 decades for political and religous reasons..
State v. Savage - Decided: July 19, 1990.
STATE OF NEW JERSEY, PLAINTIFF-RESPONDENT,
v.
ROY SAVAGE, DEFENDANT-APPELLANT
http://nj.findacase.com/research/wfrmDocViewer.aspx/xq/fac.19900719_0040484.NJ.htm/qx
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[120 NJ Page 600]
The odor pervaded the hallways of the Projects during the week-end and even reached some apartments. On Monday, September 12, 1983, Augustine Arana, a porter at the Projects, was asked to investigate an odor on the twelfth floor. Arana found a large blue suitcase in the hallway, and with the help of another man carried it outside to the dumpster. When the porters threw the suitcase into the dumpster, it opened to reveal the headless torso of a black woman; the hands were missing, and the legs had been severed and were missing from below the mid-thigh. A single finger was later found in the suitcase. Aleida Bonilla, Felix Figueroa, Douglas Robinson and Margie King Guest later identified the man with the suitcase as defendant, Roy Savage.
Imo, the 'Why' seems so obvious...to send a message; 'a message of retribution directed at Sheriff Howard Sills, the Justice System, RP/GW, and the entire Putnam Co., GA, community...
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The garage was dimly lit, but the white walls helped Sills see. On the floor between a Lincoln Town Car and a Lexus SUV was a man’s body on its back. The man’s age was hard to guess—because the body had no head. It had been cut off. And it was gone.
Sills thought, Not only are you looking for a bad guy, you’re looking for a real bad guy.
Sills assumed right away, and correctly, that the dead man was the homeowner. But there was another problem: The victim’s wife of 68 years was nowhere to be found.
Sills was struck by the pristine condition of the house. A horror scene it was not. Aside from the headless body in the garage, and save for an unmade bed and an off-kilter lampshade in the living room, it was showroom-perfect. The lampshade caught Sills’s eye only because everything else was so neat. What blood there was—a considerable amount—had pooled and dried near the body.
The best Sills could remember, there hadn’t been a double homicide in Putnam County since May 1984, 30 years earlier. It involved the rape and murder of an elementary and high school classmate of Sills’s. The killer, serving life, also shot and stabbed to death the woman’s 5-year-old daughter.
In minutes, the mood inside the lake house swung from wild intensity to who the hell did this?
This, the sheriff told himself, ain’t local talent.
Russell J. and Shirley Wilcox Dermond were New Jersey natives.
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“There doesn’t appear to be a lot of evidence for it to be an amateur,” the reporter said.
“Is it a professional robbery?” Sills said. “Nothing seems to be gone. Is it a professional burglary? Nothing seems to be gone . . .
Uh, I don’t know any professional decapitators.”
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Cue the kooks, the great unhelpful, the psychics and busybodies who can’t resist injecting their cluelessness into the fray when tragic intrigue, no matter how remote the locale, achieves escape velocity via satellite truck.
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The reporter tried again. “There are professional
hitmen.”
“The totality of this,” Sills said, “is just very different.”
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But why?
“Damn the why,” Sills boomed, imploring himself for answers.
“Get the evidence. Make the case . . .
The why can be a significant, if not the most significant factor in determining the who, so you don’t ignore it. But let’s not dwell on the esoteric. Let’s dwell on putting this *advertiser censored* on the chain gang. Or better, put his *advertiser censored* in the electric chair. If God and the law give me the opportunity, I’m gonna send the son of ***** to hell in my hand. I’ve gotten up every day of my life and asked God Almighty to give me the opportunity to hurl a hoodlum into hell. This son of a ***** or sons of *****es or *****es need it, and they need it in the worst sort of way. And I hope the hell I can deliver it. Nothing would please me more.”
A text message chimed in from a cop buddy in Atlanta who’d seen Sills on the news: “You look tired.”
Then came an email, encouragement, from his friend Bright, the district attorney: “I know you’re going to solve it. You always do.”
Sills, reclining in his chair at the end of an 18-hour day, said, “I don’t know that I am.”
