“No diagnosis was made, according to the LAPD,” Mike reported.
“They had an easy conviction for aggravated harassment, based on the telephone records of her calls to Segal’s home and office, and the letters to his wife. Just a lock-up, no psych report.”
“Ellen Goldman is a classic case. I read Dietz, Zona, Sharma all the current experts on the subject.”
“What’s a ”classic“ erotomaniac?” I asked.
“To begin with,” he responded, ‘most of the subjects of the disorder are women, young women like Ellen Goldman in their early thirties. Their victims are male, usually older, and usually men of a higher status, socioeconomic class or even an unattainable public figure, like a celebrity or politician. Jed fit every one of those categories when she first encountered him in California.“
We were all listening attentively.
“It’s interesting, too, that almost half of the subjects studied were foreign-born.
Again, like Goldman. And a lot of them adopt different persona that they use for writing letters to their subjects, because they’re so smart and articulate in this instance, the Cordelia Jeffers correspondence.“
“How long before they give up this delusion?” Joan wanted to know.
“With other obsessions, so-called ”simple“ obsessions,” David told her, ‘the subjects only made contact for less than a year. With erotomaniacs, these episodes have gone on for ten or twelve years, with repeated efforts to keep in touch with the man. They make phone calls, write letters, stalk their subjects at home, in offices, on airplanes, in hotels you name it. They are convinced that’s the delusion that if they can get the obstacle, the other woman, out of the way, the man they’re obsessed with will be united with them and able to declare his love.“
“Wasn’t Jed aware of any of this, with Isabella? Didn’t it ever occur to him that Goldman was her killer?” I wanted to know.
“Absolutely not,” David said.
“When Goldman got out of jail, there was an order of protection still in effect by the court. She was not allowed to have contact with either of the Segals. And she was otherwise sane enough to avoid them at first, knowing that would land her back in jail.
“So she didn’t bother Jed when she first got to New York last month. At least, not directly not that he knew about.
There was enough publicity about his move to find his office at CommPlex, after the Senate race. But I’d have to guess that she spent more of her energy finding out about you, once she learned you were dating him. Was that fact ever in the newspapers?“
”Yeah, Liz Smith did an item in her column,“ Mike added, ”“SEX CRIMES CRUSADER DOES SENATE LOSER,” Something like that. That’s how she knew about you. We figure she found out about Isabella by intercepting some of Jed’s messages on his voice mail at CommPlex. He said she did that all the time when he was in California.“
“She had her eye on you, Alex,” David continued, ‘trying to figure how long you would last with him. Then along came the ultimate antagonist, in the form of a Hollywood goddess: Isabella Lascar. You were a mere mortal, but Isabella was serious competition.“
Ellen and I apparently had that much in common.
“But I thought Jed and Isabella had discussed their stalkers with each other?” I queried aloud, remembering that snippet of conversation with him.
“Yes, that’s true, in general,” David told us.
“But it had never occurred to either one of them that they were being harassed by the same person. Isabella was a celebrity and had been exposed to a lot of unwanted attention, as you know, Alex. When she started to get hang-up calls at the hotel she didn’t know what their source was, and the letters from Cordelia Jeffers were a complete mystery to her. She never divulged their exact contents to him and Jed thinks that’s because she knew how guilty he felt about betraying you.”
“When David called me tonight after he finished his meeting with Segal, he asked me to come over to his apartment to talk to him about the interview. I got there about nine, with Joe Duffy, one of the other guys who worked the squad with Mike.
“Up to that minute, I was still convinced Segal was the killer.
“But David said Segal could prove his alibi that his lawyer had the Cape Air ticket receipt that would show he was already on the plane off the Vineyard by the time Iz was blown to bits. Just that his lawyer is playing hardball ‘cause we haven’t released the exact time of her death yet.
He doesn’t want to show us the plane ticket till we tell him time of death.“
David was nodding his head in support of Mike’s information.
“The reason Jed was leaving messages for you all over, Alex, was that Goldman finally began to dare to get closer to him. Finding Isabella’s Filofax was a gold mine for her, and made it much too easy. It had loads of information about access to Jed, as well as to you. Not only was she erasing the messages he left you,” David explained, ‘but she waited for him outside his office these last few mornings not to make contact, but just to see him. That’s typical of the disorder.“
“So who figured out that Ellen was the killer?” I looked from David to Mike, but both shook their heads.
“We didn’t exactly figure it out,” Chapman said.
“When David told me about the reappearance of Jed’s stalker, I asked him to make a call and get her description.
Jed told us what she looked like, even mentioned the accent, and told us she was driving a white Celica, with rental plates.
“I gotta say, Alex, my thinking was like yours. It never occurred to me a woman was the killer. I was so sure it was Jed or some other jilted lover boy.
“But by the time David and I had gone over all the stuff about erotomania, and how the person most in danger is the one in the middle, and Jed’s insistence that he was leaving messages that you weren’t getting we just assumed you were in danger, whether or not it had anything to do with Isabella Lascar.”
“So why did you call me back at the precinct, you know, the last call?”
Both David and Mike hesitated, before David answered.
“Actually, it was Jed’s idea.”
I was stone faced but David went on.
“When Mike told me to call him and get the description of the woman, Jed pleaded with me to make you understand how dangerous he was afraid she could be. Once he saw her here in New York knowing how she had plagued his wife he was afraid she’d start to harass you next. He didn’t think murder, but just an embarrassment you didn’t need, with the public nature of your work.”
“I called them to tell you not to go home alone,” Mike said, ‘and to make sure Mercer got a patrol car to get you to your apartment and then down to your office in the morning, just until we could find this woman and identify her. But I couldn’t get Mercer on the phone. And it didn’t become urgent till the guy on the desk told me you were fine you had just gotten into a car with some woman up at the corner. A white car.“
“Dammit, nothing like this ever happens to me,” Joan said.
Mike went on to describe that he had called his office for a backup car to meet him at Fifth Avenue and Seventysecond Street. He planned to go over to the West Side, near the Special Victims Squad, and see if people on the street had seen or heard anything that would give him a lead. He requested that headquarters put out an alert in Manhattan North for a white Celica with two women traveling in it. Then he and Duffy started out of David’s apartment and David insisted on going along.
Chapman and the backup team met eight minutes later at the Fifth Avenue entrance to the park and started on the cross-drive to the West.