ONE WEEK after the death and burial of 26-year-old Monrovia socialite, Anita, by a sympathetic but unidentified person, metro newspapers in Monrovia in banner headlines published intimate pictures, along with captivating stories of the young woman and suggested how someone might have been the cause of her death.
In a banner headline: WHO KILLED ANITA, one of the most respected newspapers, the DAILY GAZETTE, carried this story:
Monrovians are asking the question that the police don’t want them to ask: Who killed Anita? This young woman of 26, due to some unusual circumstances that face many young women, might have been killed by one of the lovers who felt too strongly that she would be more useful dead than alive.
Daily Gazette’s investigation has revealed a string of issues involving the unfortunate Anita and how she was led to her doom by the whims of Monrovia men.
A young man, who identified himself only as Jim, told the Daily Gazette, “She was actually a lovely person, if you ask me.”
When he was asked if he ever encountered the victim, on a personal basis, the man, in his late twenties, smiled and leaned his head to one side before answering, “I met her once in the company of some friends.”
Jim said he even knew about Anita’s deceased boyfriend, Joe Young, and expressed regret that, as reports indicated, he died of a broken heart when Anita shunned his love.
When he was pressed further by our reporter to reveal some of the friends, particularly men who associated with Anita, Jim, evading the question said, “It seems difficult to imagine that any man would want to hurt a girl of such beauty.”
When he was told that ‘someone’ might have apparently hurt her in the car accident that caused one of her legs to be amputated, Jim said, “It does not make sense.”
A police source told the Daily Gazette, “We’ve been investigating the case and we are looking for friends of the decedent since according to information reaching the police, there is a probable cause that Anita’s death, particularly the car accident that caused her amputation was plotted by someone.”
THREE days after Daily Gazette’s report, police officers invited Troy Lee, 35, who had boasted about how wicked he could be, reminding a young woman who had refused his advances to remember what happened to Anita.
Lieutenant Solo Moore of the homicide division entered the room where Mr. Lee was being held by the police, and stood at the entrance, making a sound with his voice to draw Moore’s attention.
Moore, who was by then engrossed in his own world, turned swiftly to face the officer.
Lt. Moore pushed the door shut, pulled the nearest chair and lowered his athletic body on it.
“You’re Troy Lee?”
“You were at the Yongers Joint Club last Tuesday?”
Lee’s smile was triumphant when he said, “It’s a joint where we take the heat off ourselves.”
The officer thought about his answer and repeated his question, “You were at the Youngers Joint Club last Tuesday?”
“And you met a certain woman you were very much interested in?”
“But she was, apparently, not interested in whatever you had to offer?”
“It crossed my mind later.”
“Which made you mad?”
“Sure,” Lee said, “and I got angry at her.”
“Because it was in bad taste to shun a man like me.”
“Officer,” he said, “it does not make sense that a woman, any woman will refuse a guy like you.”
“Sorry,” he said, “I’m just making comparison.”
“So,” the officer said, “she refused you?”
“Then what did you do?”
“I did nothing.”
“What did you say to her?”
Lee thought about the question and it became apparent that he was not following the interrogation.
“I just tried to scare her.”
“Scare her about what?”
“I just said something to her, jokingly, though.”
“And what did you say to her?”
“I said, look there was this girl, nice one, who died recently, after one of her legs was amputated and it was so bad to hear her story.
“I thought I could use her unfortunate accident and death to scare her to submit to my request,” Lee said, lowering his head.
“And by saying that,” the officer, “do you know what you did to her and to yourself?”
“Nothing as far as I know.”
“What about the fact that you told her to remember what happened to the late Anita? How well did you know Anita?”
“Officer,” Lee said, “I have a question.”
“Am I under arrest?”
“No,” the officer said, “but you are making yourself vulnerable to suffer the consequences of your statements, particularly to the woman who shunned your advances and your remark that she should not forget what happened to Anita.”
“It was simply some joke to get by,” he said, “and since I’m not under arrest I think I need to go home.” The officer examined the discussion so far and realized that there was no substantial evidence to hold Lee or to link him to the death of Anita.
“Ok,” the officer said, “you can go but we may call on you whenever we need you.”
ONE WEEK later, a self-explanatory letter appeared in the Daily Gazette detailing the circumstances of Anita’s injury and the unknown author claiming personal responsibility for the accident.
Though the letter was not signed the police realized that there was certain information about Anita that was not exposed to the public that the unknown author revealed in minute detail.
A portion of the letter read:
I was clearly in love with Anita and as a result I was prepared to make any sacrifice for her. She had promised to remain faithful to our relationship and I was also prepared to show her what it meant to be faithful in the affairs of the heart, but it turned out that Anita was not the kind to settle down and was not prepared to live by her game-plan.
Things had gone on fine in the first three months when I invited her to a friend’s party. At the party, some of the friends, a few from abroad, and at the party, to my shock a couple was already involved with her.
Though I did not own her life but equally so she did not have to mislead me to believe that she was all for me and I was for her. I regret my action that led to her leg being amputated but when emotions take over common sense, it leads to all kinds of dangerous adventures.
I am sorry that Anita’s double dealings led to the death of Joe Young, whose love for her was so evergreen that when she spurned his love, heartbreak set in and led to his death. I might say her death was a kind of revenge for the unfortunate Joe Young, but two wrongs don’t make a right.
I was not prepared to allow her to send me to my early grave either and though I regret what happened afterward, she would not hurt any man anymore.
I know the police are still looking for the architect of Anita’s amputation and her eventual death…and I hope I can help them, that is, if they can catch me.
ONE month later, Troy Lee was found hanged in an abandoned room, on the outskirts of Brewerville, near Monrovia with a copy of the letter that was once published in the Daily Gazette.
When police examined his body, they also found an unfinished letter that he had intended to send to the Daily Gazette, which a police source told a reporter of the Gazette: “Since his death I have not found peace and am trying to confess…” Though his letter said ‘since his death…’ it meant that he was making reference to a male who might have died but others indicated that he had meant ‘since her death…” referencing the death of the unfortunate Anita. Though that did not seem to be the case, it was evidently clear, and even some in the police agreed that Lee had meant Anita or better still he might have been also killed when he found out the real killer of Anita and was killed to conceal the truth.
Many Monrovians, however, felt that Anita’s death had been avenged by the death of Troy Lee but they then realized that Lee could be a victim and hence practical lessons for those who felt the pain of Anita and Lee’s deaths.
But as far as the police were concerned, the search for the killer of Anita was still on with an announcement that a sympathetic but unidentified person of importance had provided U$20,000.00 as bait to whoever could help the police find and convict her killer.
The police also held the belief that Lee was a victim, apparently killed to silence him from talking to the police.