{"id":31203,"date":"2025-01-30T11:13:53","date_gmt":"2025-01-30T19:13:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lelandhale.com\/butcherbaker\/wordpress\/?p=31203"},"modified":"2025-01-30T11:13:55","modified_gmt":"2025-01-30T19:13:55","slug":"hansen-transcripts-part-one","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lelandhale.com\/butcherbaker\/wordpress\/2025\/01\/30\/hansen-transcripts-part-one\/","title":{"rendered":"Hansen Transcripts: Part One"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

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Catching a serial killer is not easy. By definition a serial killer not only wants to kill, he — sometimes she — wants to keep on killing, no matter what. The killing has its own impetus, its own logic, its own rhythm. Nothing can stop it. Nothing, that is, except a combination of luck, perspicacity and doggedness, the latter sometimes called “shoe leather.” While much has been written about serial killer Robert C. Hansen — not all of it accurate, by the way — I am using this series of posts to expose some of that shoe leather, based on an in-depth look at official transcripts. While we’re at it, my publisher is offering some exclusive deals on Butcher, Baker!<\/p>\n\n\n

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Robert Hansen line-up photo<\/strong>, Courtesy AST<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n

We start with the beginning of the end for Robert Hansen’s sordid crime spree.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The long slog toward putting away serial killer and bakery owner Robert Hansen turned a corner on October 27, 1983<\/strong>. By then, the cops had more than a decade’s worth of damaging evidence, enough to get the comprehensive search warrant they needed. It was to be a huge undertaking. Officers were going to be out in force. By 6:30 a.m. that morning<\/strong>, Alaska State Trooper Sgt. Smith and Trooper Bullington were surveilling Hansen’s bakery, waiting for him to finish work so they could pounce and take him in. Two other troopers were enroute to locate one of the baker’s key alibi witnesses. Twelve additional troopers, as well as Anchorage Police Investigator Maxine Farrell, spread out across the city, hoping to find every scrap of evidence. At his bakery. His airplane. His vehicle. His residence. Everything. The transcripts don’t lie.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Alaska State trooper Robert Hansen memorialization<\/strong>: Courtesy AST<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n

Getting A Break<\/h3>\n\n\n\n

By 8:26 a.m., things were starting to break. Suspect Robert Christopher Hansen agreed to be transported to the Alaska State Trooper office for an interview. As with (most) great police work, the interview started slow. Really slow. As in, getting to know you slow. The game was to seduce Robert Hansen into a careless moment. A mistake. A hiccup. A goof. And maybe… A confession.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HANSEN AUDIO: Initial Arrest Interview<\/h5>\n\n\n\n