IMO, the next victims of Jodi were probably Sky/Chris Hughes. That's what the 9mm was for.
The DT has brought them up numerous times because their client wants them to.
I think that one of TA's former roommates and Marie Hall were high on her hit list.
JA told Detective Flores right out of the chute that one of TA's former roommates should be the prime suspect.
All JA had to do was to forge another letter and help that roommate, whom I shall not name, commit suicide 'involuntarily'.
One problem: Travis wouldn't stay in that shower and die like she had carefully planned his murder before leaving Yreka.
There was evidence aplenty and it all pointed to Jodi Ann Arias.
No additional murders would erase it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IBoJTFQMQZM
Edited and
BBM, with apologies to The Bard.
ACT V.
SCENE I. Dunsinane. A Room in the Castle.
[Enter a Doctor of Physic and a Waiting-Gentlewoman.]
DOCTOR.
I have two nights watched with you, but can perceive no
truth in your report. When was it she last walked?
GENTLEWOMAN.
Since his majesty went into the field,
I have seen her
rise from her bed, throw her nightgown upon her, unlock her
closet, take forth paper, fold it, write upon it, read it,
afterwards seal it, and again return to bed; yet all this
while in a most fast sleep.
DOCTOR.
A great perturbation in nature,--to receive at once the
benefit of sleep, and do the effects of watching-- In this
slumbery agitation, besides her walking and other actual
performances, what, at any time, have you heard her say?
GENTLEWOMAN.
That, sir, which I will not report after her.
DOCTOR.
You may to me; and 'tis most meet you should.
GENTLEWOMAN.
Neither to you nor any one; having no witness to confirm my
speech. Lo you, here she comes!
[Enter Jodi Macbeth, with a taper.]
This is her very guise; and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe
her; stand close.
DOCTOR.
How came she by that light?
GENTLEWOMAN.
Why, it stood by her: she has light by her continually; 'tis her
command.
DOCTOR.
You see, her eyes are open.
GENTLEWOMAN.
Ay, but their sense is shut.
DOCTOR.
What is it she does now?
Look how she rubs her hands.
GENTLEWOMAN.
It is an accustomed action with her, to seem thus washing her
hands: I have known her continue in this a quarter of an hour.
JODI MACBETH.
Yet here's a spot.
DOCTOR.
Hark, she speaks: I will set down what comes from her, to
satisfy my remembrance the more strongly.
JODI MACBETH.
Out, damned spot! out, I say!-- One; two; why, then 'tis
time to do't ;--Hell is murky!--Fie, my lord, fie! a soldier,
and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call
our power to account?--Yet who would have thought Travis to
have had so much blood in him?
DOCTOR.
Do you mark that?
JODI MACBETH.
The most eligible PPL bachelor would not have me to wife;
where is she now?--What, will these hands ne'er be clean?
No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that:
you mar all with this starting.
DOCTOR.
Go to, go to; you have known what you should not.
GENTLEWOMAN.
She has spoke what she should not, I am sure of that:
heaven knows what she has known.
JODI MACBETH.
Here's the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes
of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh, oh, oh!
DOCTOR.
What a sigh is there! The heart is sorely charged.
GENTLEWOMAN.
I would not have such a heart in my bosom for the
dignity of the whole body.
DOCTOR.
Well, well, well,--
GENTLEWOMAN.
Pray God it be, sir.
DOCTOR.
This disease is beyond my practice: yet I have known those
which have walked in their sleep who have died holily in
their beds.
JODI MACBETH.
Wash your hands, put on your nightgown; look not so
pale:--I tell you yet again, Travis is buried; he cannot come
out on's grave.
DOCTOR.
Even so?
JODI MACBETH.
To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate: come, come, come,
come, give me your hand:
what's done cannot be undone:
to bed, to bed, to bed.
[Exit.]
DOCTOR.
Foul tweetings are issued abroad: unnatural deeds
Do breed unnatural troubles: infected minds
To their Twitter followers will discharge their secrets.
More needs she the divine than the physician.--
God, God, forgive us all!--Look after her;
See that she receives in her body and soul
that recompense which doth answer justice,
And still keep eyes upon her:--so, good-night:
His mind she has hated, and blinded his sight:
I think, and the jury shall speak.
GENTLEWOMAN.
Good-night, good doctor.
[Exeunt.]