Wednesday, March 9, 2011 - 10:02 a.m.
Roy Cook is a 35-year-old black male and a Park Ranger at Wall Doxey Park. The interview was conducted at the Yoknapatawpha Sheriff's Department and was recorded on a portable audio tape recorder with witness's knowledge and consent.
- Detective Ted Armstrong
- Detective Samantha Murphy
- Roy Cook
Detective Murphy: So, here we are again Roy. Thanks for coming in. Just give us your name and address for the record once more.
Roy Cook: My name is Roy Cook and I live at 587 Peques Road, here in Oxford. I don't understand why you made me to come back here. I told you everything I know about DA Brooks. By the way, Detective Armstrong, my father said say hello back to you. He said drop by if you're ever in the neighborhood.
Detective Armstrong: Tell him I'll do that as soon as I get a chance.
Roy Cook: I'll be sure and do that when I see him.
Detective Murphy: Okay, let's get back to business here. Roy, do you know a man name Kyle Ferguson?
Roy Cook: Can't say as I do. Name doesn't sound familiar. Why do you ask?
Detective Armstrong: Spenser Brooks convicted Kyle Ferguson for running a meth lab. It just so happens, Kyle Ferguson dropped your name when we were talking to him. So why would a convicted drug dealer give us your name?
Roy Cook: I don't know who this joker is and I ain't got a clue why he would give you my name.
Detective Armstrong: Think hard, Roy. Are you sure you don't remember Kyle Ferguson? Didn't you do some time with him?
Roy Cook: Oh. Umm, yeah I think I might remember him. We were in juvie together. He was a smart-ass punk and I didn't like him at all. He got out a couple days after I got there. I did run into him a while back and he recognized me. I didn't know who he was until he told me. I heard he got into trouble again for dealing meth this time.
Detective Murphy: And ask you again ... why do you think he gave us your name?
Roy Cook: Hell ... beats me. If he killed the DA maybe he's trying to get you to back off him and go barking up another tree.
Detective Armstrong: OK then, why you? Why would he think you had a reason to kill Spenser Brooks?
Roy Cook: Man, how should I know? Maybe because he'd say anything to try and pin the murder on someone besides himself.
Detective Murphy: Right. So what if we told you we've had undercover cops watching you because we think you're into something illegal? Are you part of Ferguson’s Methadone ring?
Roy Cook: Hell no! I'd never be involved in anything with that jerk!
Detective Armstrong: Well then why did you take your little trip to Mexico? Was it to buy drugs? I think you're a mule for Ferguson.
Roy Cook: No way dude! Why would you say that? I went there for vacation. I needed a break. I've always wanted to go to Mexico so I went. How does that make me a drug mule?
Detective Armstrong: I sure hope you're no mule, Roy. The Feds won't take that kind of thing too lightly when we turn you over to them. So just come clean and maybe we can help you out a little. You know, as a reward for a little bit of cooperation. Or maybe we'll just toss you to the wolves! So fess up with something I want to hear.
Roy Cook: Jeez! Look, I ain't up for no federal case. I swear, all I been doing is selling some weed to some wild kids at the college. But I didn't carry any Methadone in from Mexico. I grow the pot myself in the park and sell it to rich college kids. They like what I sell them because it's more natural and I don't cut it with anything. It's high-grade stuff only. But I don't sell any Methadone or any other drugs. That stuff will kill you, and I ain't out to hurt nobody. But I can't do no federal time cause you got the wrong guy for that.
Detective Armstrong: Do you think your father would approve of your dealing drugs to kids?
Roy Cook: I could care less what my old man says. He thinks he's all high and mighty trying to preach to me the sins of drugs. What does he know about anything? I got tired of living off pennies and those stupid rich kids were willing to pay.
Detective Armstrong: Wow. I can really feel your deep concern for those kids. You're just a drug dealing punk and we're going to make damn sure you don't sell anymore drugs to anyone!
Roy Cook: You cops are all alike. I want a lawyer.
Detective Murphy: Okay, a lawyer it is. But first, stand-up and put your hands behind your back. You're under arrest for manufacturing and distributing drugs.
Interview ended: 10:50 a.m.