Chapter 3
© 2013 by the author
Monday, ca. 6:00 pm, June 6, 2010
Several hours and enough cups of coffee later to leave
his mouth sour with the taste of it and his stomach protesting, Michael pushed
his chair back and massaged his eyes. He had been watching the six Carma Klown
videos for most of the day, examining them for possible clues. He had viewed
them at normal speed; he had viewed them at slow speed. He had even run them so
that they played for only a second at a time in a stop-frame format. He had examined
pixel counts in various segments of the images to see if they had been composed
from different sources. He had subjected them to voice analyses and scanned
them for traces of extraneous noises. And he had found nothing. He would have
to double-check his efforts again and again, and he would arrange for his
colleagues to view the tapes in the hope that they might see something he had
missed, but he was beginning to suspect that the tapes would be of little help
in identifying The Carma Klown. About the only definitive statement he could
make at this time was the Klown was careful not to leave any obvious clues to
his identity or the location of the taping in the videos.
That would disappoint his colleagues. They were quick to
dismiss TV cop shows and cop movies as unrealistic—at least when it came to
police procedures—but they still expected him to produce quick results like
those of the computer geniuses on television. He was supposed to find the tiny
reflection in the victim’s front teeth of a gap in a curtain that gave a
microscopic glimpse of the cityscape outside the window and then within a few
seconds enlarge the few blurred pixels into a sharp picture, find the exact
location through image-recognition software, and identify the one room in the one
building that would result in that image. He was supposed to discover a tiny
hint of an external noise and proclaim, “It’s the sound made by a faulty
compressor on a rooftop Koolbreeze air conditioning unit, model G17. Here’s a
list of the forty-seven buildings in Manhattan that use that model.”
But that wasn’t going to happen. The videos had been made
in either an enclosed room or one whose windows had been carefully blocked.
They certainly had been made in a sound-proofed room. Within the city and its
suburbs, there were easily at least a hundred such rooms—video and
music-recording studios, radio broadcasting stations, scientific labs, AV rooms
in many schools, even the company Jeff worked for had several such rooms for
its computer games business. He could supply the investigators a list of such
facilities, but it wouldn’t be complete. No one had to register the existence
of an enclosed room that could be sealed against outside light and noise.
Anyone with enough money could build one himself in his basement or a spare
room. No, unless they got very lucky, they would have to find The Carma Klown
first before they could find his recording studio.
So what could he conclude from the six videos? He opened
a new file and began compiling a list of possible avenues to investigate. Well,
the Klown definitely had access to taping and sound-recording equipment beyond
the cell phone level. So—
1. Trace CK through equipment? He had to have purchased
it somewhere.
2. Check out possible recording sites? Difficult but we
might get lucky.
3. Trace the other actors? Each video shows the victim
interacting with another man. A different person appears each time. So at least
six other people besides CK and the victim had participated in the videos. Did
the CK videotape the videos himself, or was there a separate cameraman? Note to
myself—check to see if CK’s voice always comes from behind the camera or
whether the camera is moving around separately from CK. Is there some way of
identifying the other actors from the small portions of their anatomies shown?
Does each individual have a unique asshole? There is no asshole data base, but
if they could find candidates for the other actors, would it be possible to ID
them from their asshole? Note to myself—search online for information on this
or ask Coroner’s Office.
4. Was it possible to get a warrant to force Star in Your
Own Porn Video to divulge CK’s identity or his IP address? Note: SIYOPV located
in Florida. Would/could DA get a warrant for an out-of-state company? Ask FBI
or local police for help with this? Possible to appeal to SIYOPV’s sense of
civic duty now that a death is involved and persuade them to divulge the
information? (Michael made a mental note to himself: given the slim chances of
finding this information legally, could he find it illegally, using Jeff’s and
his computers at home or calling on his friends to help?)
5. According to the date and time stamps on SIYOPV, each
of the six videos had been uploaded at precisely 9:18 am EST. Significance?
Possible to tell how long after the making of the videos they were posted
(might give clues to CK’s schedule or skill levels, available equipment, etc.)?
Did videos posted on SIYOPV appear immediately after being uploaded by the
individual responsible or were they posted in batches at set times?
6. What about the victims? Shared qualities? Did the
victims know they were making the videos? If so, did they know where and when?
Were they under compulsion or were the videos a fetish of theirs that CK had
used for his own purposes by tacking on his anti-corporate message? If
compulsion, Rohypnol? hypnotized? brainwashed? Were the victims gay? Were the
videos their only contact with CK or had they known CK for some time? Search
for common associates and links. The money the victims were showing paying for
the privilege of rimming the other actors was more than anyone would carry
normally (true? or did men that rich carry that much money?). Check the victims’
bank accounts for large withdrawals—would reveal if they had planned ahead for
the taping sessions and perhaps participated in them willingly. Had any of the
later victims been mentioned in the comments on the earlier videos? Check to
see if certain people were suggesting more than one victim or making comments
that implied some personal knowledge of CK.
7. Try to reverse the impact of the voice-distortion
software CK had used. Process CK’s voice to change it from a whisper to a
normal speaking voice and play tape for victims to see if they recognize the
speaker. (Note to myself: create a non-threatening passage by editing words and
recombining them into innocuous sentences.)
8. What sort of person was CK? He certainly was careful
and meticulous. The tapes were unedited. Everyone involved had been carefully
rehearsed or trained, and the tapes had been produced in one take, with only
one camera. The level of technical knowledge needed to make the videos wasn’t a
clue. Whatever skills and knowledge CK had needed were easily acquired. No
special training was involved. There was probably ample information on the
Internet. And the expense involved, though not cheap, was not prohibitive,
particularly if CK had access to an existing sound-proofed room and equipment.
Even if he didn’t, the costs would not be great. $10–15K at most; probably much
less. Check lists of known anti-corporate protesters? Necessary but probably
useless—I don’t think we’re going to find CK among them. He’s too careful—I
suspect we’ll find out that no one knows he’s a protester.
9. Ask for a psychological profile of CK? I agree with
Phil. I don’t think he’s gay. He’s someone who feels that rimming another man and
being exposed as gay are humiliating. Of course, there are gays who think like
that, but my impression is that CK is straight. If he’s gay, I’m willing to bet
that he’s deeply closeted. Which means this won’t be much of an avenue for
investigation.
Michael thought about the last point. Phil had a chip on
his shoulder about being slighted or singled out because he was gay. He was in
his early fifties now, and he had been a cop when being gay had meant he was
exposed to a lot of harassment within the department. He didn’t want the Klown
to be gay, and he would see everything they found as proof that CK was
straight. Confirmation bias in action. I’ll have to watch for that in myself,
thought Michael. So should I leave this in or not? Might as well. These are
just notes for the guys.
10. Finally, in the cartoon at the end, where CK drives
off in the small car—the logo on the side of the car is a horse. The Chinese
word for “horse” is ma. So we have
car + ma. Cute. But this probably isn’t much of a clue. The horse is one of the
animals in the Chinese zodiac. Practically every cheap Chinese restaurant and
takeout hands out those paper placemats with the animals of the Chinese zodiac
around Chinese New Year’s. Many of them give the Chinese names of the animals
and the pronunciation. So this doesn’t mean that CK is necessarily Chinese or
knows Chinese—it just means that he is one of several million people in the
metro area who’s run across the signs of the Chinese zodiac.
I hope he isn’t Chinese, thought Michael. The last thing
the world needs is a deranged Chinese clown who can’t spell.
He re-read the list. It would do for a start. He copied
it to a new file, prefaced it with a summary of his thoughts on the videos,
including the lack of visual and audio clues, and then
emailed it to Altmann, Baker, and Redding. It was past 6:00 already and his
shift had officially ended an hour earlier. He emailed the files of the six
videos he had processed to his personal account so that he could watch them
later at home. Time to go home to Jeff. Maybe Jeff would see something he had
missed or have an idea about tracing the sources of the videos.
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