C-CAH (1163-Oregon Youth Authority)
Transcript of recorded conversation (Tape destroyed), Date and
Location: From Corvallis, Oregon Hwy 20E to near Blue Lake Crater
“Call me James.” The speaker looked to be in his early seventies with a full white beard,
wispy head hair and a friendly smile. With a bit of fixing, he could have passed for a 5'7” Santa Claus.
“Okay, then I'm Fred.” About thirty years younger, this speaker could have passed for a
6'2” lumberjack and would be considered by anyone to be perfectly at home in the Oregon woods.
“Thanks for taking the time.” Fred began.
“You know that's mandatory when reservations pop up. But I really don't mind. And you do have
reservations, right? And if I had to guess I would say it's the age of the subject, let's call him Julius, that must be bothering
you.” James pursed his lips and considered the frown on Fred's face. 'An attack of conscience, if he had to guess,
and that was a good thing.'
“Three kids dead and he gets out after five years?” Fred shook his head.
“Yeah,” James said, “and it gets worse.
“In the three years and eight months, he has been in this facility, there have been five 'accidents'
resulting in death, an unprecedented rate of mortality for this institution.
“What makes this entire matter so imminently urgent is that the kid will be released in seven
months when he reaches the age of eighteen. He has grown much smarter and exponentially more manipulative and dangerous, as
the report indicates, and once he is out, heaven help us all, it is my belief that another serial killer will be on the loose.
Fred said: “I think you have filled in the details for which I was fishing. You will know, of
course, in due time what will or has happened.”
The men shook hands and James found his way back to his car and drove off. After a mile or so, he stopped
and re-attached his license plate.