A happy Morgan heading off to somewhere
Morgan left to visit friends after dinner, we followed our little routine, where I walk her out to her car armed with pepper spray. I watched her backing down the drive, and into the street before going back into my office.
Movement outside caught my attention and I noticed, but did not get a very good look at, a little car racing down the street. It had come from the end of the cul-de-sac where Brooke, her dad, and Keenan live, and was headed out of the subdivision, at a very high speed. I probably thought something about the excessive speed not being safe, and then went about my work.
At 8:46 pm Morgan called my cell phone, when I answered it, she was not there. I called her back from the home phone, and she answered. She had been followed! Morgan said there were 2 people in the car, she couldn’t tell the color of the car, made some maneuver’s to try to lose the car (going down different side streets), and when she couldn’t shake them she pulled in to the CMC college parking lot in Carbondale, because there were people standing outside of their vehicles and without parking, she sat in her car with her doors locked and waited as the car sped by. Morgan said she waited for a few minutes, and went out a different exit, drove to Hwy 133, doubled back, and then took side streets to her destination. She was very shook up over this.
Steve was working late while this was all was going on. When I called him he came right home. He drove through the neighborhood at regular intervals that night, and came home one time to report a development. The little green car that had been gone for a while, was now back in the Harris’ driveway. We never could agree exactly when we stopped seeing it, but it seemed to coincide with the amount of stalking activity.
At 9:15 pm Morgan texted, “On my way,” I answered, “Ok”
Detective Glassmire said, “Wade and Keenan also talked about a hunting trip to Wyoming where they left September 12 and returned September 15.” So obviously Keenan had returned by this evening…
Today it is September 12, 2012, Morgan was followed more times after this. We didn’t have the correct response prepared before this, and even in successive instances, we improved what to do, but then again none of it worked. After this instance we all agreed Morgan would call me if anything happened. Steve and I would use our home phone system to conference Morgan in with 911. The Sheriff’s afterwards told us next time she was being followed to keep driving, don’t go home, and stay on the phone with 911, and tell them where she was so Patrol Officers could intercept, and fall in behind the vehicle following her. Then as more officers arrived she could just pull off the road and they would handle it from there. It all sounded so good at the time, solutions that ended well always sounded so good. I’m not blaming myself, but I do know there is a lesson in all of this, a lot of little lessons. When they lead to a lot of improvements, that will be gratifying.
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