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|Witness Interview: Riddick Morton|
Tuesday, April 4, 2000 - 10:00 a.m.
This interview was conducted at the Yoknapatawpha County Detention Center. Mr. Clinton was in custody on a public drunkenness charge but stated he did not wish to have an attorney present during questioning.
SM = Det. S. Murphy
TA: Riddick, how are you doing this morning?
RM: How do you think I'm doing? I feel like hell. Why did y'all have to drag me in here? I wasn't bothering nobody.
SM: Sure. You were drunk on the Square. Again. Now let's get on with this. State your name and address for the record.
RM: Riddick Morton. I live at 412 N 15th.
TA: Riddick, you understand your rights, don't you? You know you don't have to talk to us and that you can have a lawyer here if you want to, right?
RM: Yeah, I know. I've heard it often enough.
SM: That's for sure.
TA: So Riddick, what can you tell us about what you saw yesterday?
RM: I saw a lot of cops hasslin' me.
TA: Before that, when you were relaxing on the Square.
RM: Saw what I always see. People coming and going. Cars back and forth. Life.
TA: Did you see anyone coming and going at the Ford office building?
RM: Folks always in and out of there. So what?
TA: Do you remember seeing anyone specifically?
RM: Like who? You tell me who it was and I'll tell you if I saw 'em.
TA: You know it doesn't work like that, Riddick. Now just think a minute. Who did you see?
RM: Man, I don't remember. What are you fishing for? Give me a hint.
TA: Let's start with something easier. What time did you get to the Square yesterday?
RM: I don't know. You know I don't sleep too good. It was early, but it was light out.
SM: Maybe if you drank a little less, you'd sleep a little better.
TA: C'mon Murph, you know Riddick does the best he can with his illness.
TA: So Riddick, you think it was about nine o'clock when you got there?
TA: Earlier? Later?
RM: Maybe a little earlier. Around then.
TA: You know Trudi Rose?
RM: Yeah. She works in that office building. Nice lady. Sometimes she gives me a buck to get some... coffee. Sometimes she gives me a brownie or somethin' sweet to eat. Nice woman.
TA: Did you see her yesterday morning?
RM: Saw her. Didn't talk to her. Too bad too 'cause it looked like she was bringing in some goodies. That's what she calls 'em, the brownies.
SM: You saw her carrying baked goods of some kind?
RM: That's what I just said.
SM: Did she bring them from home or buy them somewhere?
RM: How would I know that?
TA: What kind of container or package were they in?
RM: Some kind of plastic thing. Tupperware, somethin' like that.
TA: But you say she didn't speak to you?
RM: Nah. She usually does, but didn't yesterday. Maybe she didn't see me.
SM: I'm sure that was it. Did you see anyone else entering or leaving the Ford office building?
RM: Already told you. People in and out of there all the time.
TA: Do you remember anyone in particular?
RM: Saw that gal who works with Trudi.
TA: Which one?
RM: Don't know her name. She don't like me much.
SM: How old is she?
RM: Don't know. She never showed me her driver's license.
TA: Come on, man. Give us a break, would you? How old do you think she is?
RM: Young. Twenty-five maybe?
SM: Dana Pomeroy?
RM: Told you I don't know her name.
SM: What time did you see her?
RM: Don't know. Didn't check my watch.
RM: Not too long before you people started showing up.
TA: What was she doing?
RM: Going in the building.
TA: Was she doing anything unusual?
RM: Not for her.
SM: What does that mean?
RM: She was yakking on that phone she carries around with her. She's always doin' that. I wish they'd bring back that other gal. She was much nicer.
TA: Who was that?
RM: Name was Corinne or something like that. Nice gal. Used to sit and talk to me sometimes on her lunch break. Haven't seen her in a while. Y'all know what happened to her?
TA: Don't know. Did you see anything or anyone else yesterday that you remember?
SM: You're sure?
RM: Just said so, didn't I?
TA: Thanks for your help, Riddick. We appreciate it. You try to stay out of trouble now, okay?
RM: I'll try, but trouble likes me. Can't ever seem to get away from it for too long.
TA: Just do your best.
SM: And don't leave town or anything. We might need to talk to you again.
RM: I can hardly wait. You know where to find me.
SM: Yes, we do.