Lance Morrow

She yelled, She hoped someone, anyone, over the stone wall on Canal Road could hear her. The mechanics heard her, but it was too late. Then, a gunshot. A mechanic named Henry Wiggins slowly made his way to a stone wall on Canal Road, which overlooked the towpath in the canal. He didn't see the murder, but he heard all of it.

She yelled, She hoped someone, anyone, over the stone wall on Canal Road could hear her. The mechanics heard her, but it was too late. Then, a gunshot. A mechanic named Henry Wiggins slowly made his way to a stone wall on Canal Road, which overlooked the towpath in the canal. He didn't see the murder, but he heard all of it.

Lance Morrow said he didn't see any blood when he arrived on the scene, but there's good reason to think Henry saw blood, quite a lot of it.

Lance Morrow said he didn't see any blood when he arrived on the scene, but there's good reason to think Henry saw blood, quite a lot of it.

That's Ron Rosenbaum, who wrote about Mary in his book, The Secret Parts of Fortune.

That's Ron Rosenbaum, who wrote about Mary in his book, The Secret Parts of Fortune.

She was on her knees, clinging to a tree, literally holding on for dear life. Mary tried to push the killer away while protecting her head and leaning on the tree. The murderer was trying to drag her out of view. Then Mary used every ounce of life she had left in her. She got up and ran toward the canal and the wall where Henry was. But with a shot to the head, she couldn't make it any further.

She was on her knees, clinging to a tree, literally holding on for dear life. Mary tried to push the killer away while protecting her head and leaning on the tree. The murderer was trying to drag her out of view. Then Mary used every ounce of life she had left in her. She got up and ran toward the canal and the wall where Henry was. But with a shot to the head, she couldn't make it any further.

She fell to the ground. That's when the killer ensured Mary's fate. He shot her once more, this time in her back. The bullet hit her shoulder blade and punctured her aorta. Her heart stopped. Henry Wiggins, the mechanic, heard it all.

She fell to the ground. That's when the killer ensured Mary's fate. He shot her once more, this time in her back. The bullet hit her shoulder blade and punctured her aorta. Her heart stopped. Henry Wiggins, the mechanic, heard it all.

He heard the two shots. By the time Henry got to the stone wall, he peered over and saw a black man standing over a woman's body. The man wore a light tan jacket with a dark cap. Henry and the killer locked eyes. Henry quickly hid behind the barrier. He didn't want to be the next victim. When he peered over the wall again, he saw the man putting a dark object into the pocket of his zipped jacket.

He heard the two shots. By the time Henry got to the stone wall, he peered over and saw a black man standing over a woman's body. The man wore a light tan jacket with a dark cap. Henry and the killer locked eyes. Henry quickly hid behind the barrier. He didn't want to be the next victim. When he peered over the wall again, he saw the man putting a dark object into the pocket of his zipped jacket.

Henry and the killer looked at each other again. The killer wasn't afraid. He didn't rush to leave the scene. That's pretty strange. Instead, he walked away, slowly, into the dense greenery next to the Potomac. He was gone. Now it was up to the police to find the phantom killer. Henry didn't waste any time. He immediately drove his car back to the Esso station and called the police.

Henry and the killer looked at each other again. The killer wasn't afraid. He didn't rush to leave the scene. That's pretty strange. Instead, he walked away, slowly, into the dense greenery next to the Potomac. He was gone. Now it was up to the police to find the phantom killer. Henry didn't waste any time. He immediately drove his car back to the Esso station and called the police.

A black man had killed a white woman in broad daylight in Georgetown. Within four minutes, the manhunt began. Our reporter, Lance Morrow, was at the crime scene by then. A policeman gruffly told him to step aside.

A black man had killed a white woman in broad daylight in Georgetown. Within four minutes, the manhunt began. Our reporter, Lance Morrow, was at the crime scene by then. A policeman gruffly told him to step aside.

The police took over, securing the crime scene. There's a striking image that later made the rounds. It shows a crowd of men around this dead woman. There are maybe eight of them standing there. And Mary is lying lifeless on the ground.

The police took over, securing the crime scene. There's a striking image that later made the rounds. It shows a crowd of men around this dead woman. There are maybe eight of them standing there. And Mary is lying lifeless on the ground.

The police sent a dragnet of cars to the area. There were very few marked exits to the towpath, and police were sent to cover each one of them. They figured if they could cover their bases quickly, the killer would be trapped. That's part of the reason why it all happened within minutes. Time was running out. Anyone who's visited the towpath knows it's outside, sure, yeah.

The police sent a dragnet of cars to the area. There were very few marked exits to the towpath, and police were sent to cover each one of them. They figured if they could cover their bases quickly, the killer would be trapped. That's part of the reason why it all happened within minutes. Time was running out. Anyone who's visited the towpath knows it's outside, sure, yeah.