Online Killers by Christopher Barry-Dee;Steven Morris Read Free Book Online

a few hours, those two girls, aged 9 and 15, would be fatherless. Their lives would be shaken by a nightmare of violence, jealousy and revenge. Mandes would be dead, and so would Robert J. Fry, the man he believed had stolen his wife’s affection over the internet.
    Mandes felt his daughters needed some kind of explanation. And so, in a hastily scrawled note to them, he tried to provide one, writing that the pain and stress he felt after his wife, Rebecca, had left him for a man she had met over the internet was “too much for me to take. I am sorry for what I am about to do.”
    Authorities said the 45-year-old Mandes confronted his wife and her new lover in the parking lot of the mail-order store where Fry worked and gunned him down, then turned the weapon on himself.
    Acquaintances of the Mandeses, who had known the couple in happier days, closed ranks and have refused to discuss the events that led to the brutal murder and suicide. “They want their privacy,” said longtime friend Tammy Campbell of the surviving members of the family.
    According to police, the slaying was sparked by an internet romance that had blossomed over two and half months between 34-year-old Rebecca Mandes and 40-year-old Fry.
    A little more than a month and a half after the whirlwind online romance began, Fry suddenly quit his job of 22 years at the Orient Correctional Facility in Ohio. He left his wife and children and moved with Rebecca Mandes and her two girls into a house in the pleasant waterfront community of Westerly. Two weeks before the shooting, he took a job in the receiving department of Paragon Gifts store.

    By all accounts, Rebecca’s decision to move out of the apartment she and her husband shared in Pawcatuck was equally abrupt.
    There were a few domestic loose ends to be tied up, which provided Mandes with the opportunity he needed to exact his revenge on the man he believed had stolen his wife, so he and his wife had arranged to meet in the parking lot of Paragon Gifts about noon to exchange some items belonging to the daughters.
    For a while they stood just outside the office window of Paragon Gifts’ president Stephen Rowley, waiting for Fry to leave work for his lunch break. About a dozen employees were milling about, and a little after 12:30 p.m. Fry approached the pair.
    With that, witnesses told police, Mandes pulled out the gun, said something to the effect of “This is what you get for messing with my wife” and opened fire.
    Stephen Rowley heard “what I’d call a pop, several of them close together,” he said. “Then there was a moment of silence, and another pop,” which he later learned was the sound of the final bullet that crashed into Mandes’s skull, killing the jilted husband instantly.
    Rebecca Mandes was not injured in the attack.
    The broken-hearted man had left a short suicide note, simply saying, “I guess she’s doing all right.”

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Sharon Lopatka’s Cyber World
    “Hi! My name is Nancy. I am 25 have Blonde hair, green eyes am 5’6 and weigh 121. Is anyone out there interested in buying … my worn … panties … or pantihose….??? This is not a joke or a wacky Internet scam. I am very serious about this. If you are serious too you can e-mail me …!”
    —MESSAGE POSTED BY SHARON LOPATKA IN AN AREA OF THE INTERNET WHERE SEXUAL EROTICA IS THE MAIN TOPIC
     
     
“I don’t know how much I pulled the rope… I never wanted to kill her, but she ended up dead.”
    —BOBBY GLASS ON THE MURDER OF SHARON LOPATKA
     
     
    There’s not much to Lenoir, North Carolina, a town of 14,000 at the foot of the Blue Ridge Mountains. The monument to the Daughters of the Confederacy in the town square watches over another losing battle, this one economic. Downtown slips silently
into the embarrassed embrace of loan companies, storefront churches and used-clothing shops. The stagnant center is skirted by highways, busy chain stores and fast-food outlets.