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_x000D_Monday, January 29, 2001 – 3:45 p.m.
_x000D_JP Wallace was Missy Hammond’s boyfriend. Multiple witnesses reported that the two of them had a loud argument outside her house on the afternoon she was murdered.
_x000D_Detectives Armstrong and Murphy interviewed him at the Yoknapatawpha County Sheriff’s Department. The interview was recorded with the witness’s knowledge and consent.
_x000D_Participants:
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- Detective T. Armstrong _x000D_
- Detective S. Murphy _x000D_
- JP Wallace _x000D_
Detective Armstrong: Would you please state your name and address for the record?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Man, you know who I am.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Come on, Mr. Wallace. You know how this game is played.
_x000D_JP Wallace: Fine. My name is JP Wallace. I live at 1657 Jefferson.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: What does the JP stand for?
_x000D_JP Wallace: James Peter, not that it matters. Everyone has always called me JP.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Are you employed, sir?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Yeah.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Where do you work?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Over at the Emerson Plant in the warehouse
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: How much money you make over there?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I don’t see how that’s any of your business.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: It’s easy enough for us to find out from your employer, so you might as well tell us. Unless you relish the idea of having a couple of sheriff’s detectives nosing around at your workplace, asking questions about you.
_x000D_JP Wallace: You don’t have to be like that. I make about eight dollars an hour over there.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: You work there full time?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Nope.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: How often do you work then?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Only part-time. I work a few second shifts every week.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: How many shifts?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Depends.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Give us an estimate.
_x000D_JP Wallace: Sometimes three. Sometimes four. Sometimes more or less. Depends.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: So that must bring you, what? Two hundred bucks a week, maybe two-fifty?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Something like that.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: You must be pretty good with a budget to get by on that.
_x000D_JP Wallace: Must be.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: You have a second job? Something that brings in a little extra cash to supplement your income?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I got a lot of interests.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Money-making interests?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Some.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: You know a woman named Missy Hammond?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Yeah.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: How do you know her?
_x000D_JP Wallace: We hung out some.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: How long have you known her?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I don’t know. A couple months?
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: When did you meet her?
_x000D_JP Wallace: If I knew that, I could tell you how long we’d been hanging out, couldn’t I?
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Where did you meet her?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Don’t remember.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Think.
_x000D_JP Wallace: Might’ve been at Forrester’s Bar.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: What were you doing there?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Just hangin’ out, passin’ the time.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Uh-huh. And what was Missy Hammond doing there?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I think she was having one of those… what do they call it? Girls night out? Some kind of chick thing, you know what I’m saying? She was there with a bunch of her friends.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: So, how did you get the opportunity to meet her if she was with her girlfriends?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I’ve got my ways with the ladies. I can really turn it on when there’s a hot babe at stake. And Missy’s one hot babe.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Yes, I can see what a charmer you are. Did you and Ms. Hammond start— how did you phrase it? Hanging out? Did the two of you start hanging out that night?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Pretty much. I didn’t close the deal that night, but it didn’t take too long.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: And you’ve been hanging out with her ever since?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Yeah. Normally, I don’t stick with one woman that long, but Missy was great in bed when she was in the mood. Enough to keep any man comin’ back, at least for a while.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Were you hanging out with anyone else while you were hanging out with Ms. Hammond?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Naw. I can only put up with one woman’s BS at a time.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Was Missy Hammond involved in any of your money-making interests that you referred to a minute ago?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Missy? Ha! Now that’s funny.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Why is it funny?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Missy’s not much of a… risk-taker, let’s say.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Is that right?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Yeah. Just not her thing.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: So how would you characterize your relationship with her?
_x000D_JP Wallace: We just liked to get together and have a good time.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Sounds like you were Missy’s boyfriend.
_x000D_JP Wallace: Some people might call it that.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: You wouldn’t?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Makes it sound like more than it was.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Then what was it?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Look, Missy was a great piece and a lot of fun when she wanted to be. We had a good time, but it’s not like we were in love or anything. It wasn’t even about that.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: What was it about?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Having a good time.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: From what we hear, you two weren’t having such a good time Friday afternoon.
_x000D_JP Wallace: Like I said, Missy could be a lot of fun when she wanted to. Other times…
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Other times, what?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Other times, she could be a huge pain in the, uh, neck.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: How so?
_x000D_JP Wallace: The woman had a lot of rules, OK? And she’d get all bent out of shape if you didn’t do like she liked.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: What kind of rules?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Lots of ’em. Like, she didn’t like it if you had a few drinks or whatever before you saw her. You always had to call her before you came over. You had to act a certain way if her kid was around. On and on like that.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: How did you have to act around her daughter?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I don’t know. Sort of… she always wanted to set a good example for her kid, and she expected you to act like some kind of role model whenever the kid was there.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: That was a problem for you?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Not my job to raise her kid. I am who I am. I shouldn’t have to act like someone else just because some rug rat is around.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: I see. So how much time did you actually spend with Missy and Liddie together?
_x000D_JP Wallace: What do you think? Not much. My interest was in Missy, not some other guy’s kid.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Uh-huh. So was that what you and Missy were arguing about on Friday?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Naw. Kid wasn’t even there.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: What were you arguing about then?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I don’t see how that matters now.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Humor me.
_x000D_JP Wallace: Whatever, man. It’s your nickel. She was ticked because I had a few before I came over.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Had a few?
_x000D_JP Wallace: A few… drinks.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: How many is a few?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I don’t know. I wasn’t exactly keeping track.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Where did you have these drinks?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Over at Murff’s.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Alone?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Only losers drink alone, lady.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: So, since you are clearly not a loser, you were drinking with someone?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Several people. I have lots of friends.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: I’m sure you do. Which of your friends were you drinking with on Friday?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I don’t remember.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Try.
_x000D_JP Wallace: Well… let me see… I think Bobby was there… and Jack. Maybe Mike… Jimbo? Maybe some other people. I don’t know. It’s not like I was taking notes. And it’s not like that’s the only time I’ve been there since then.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: You got last names on the folks you mentioned?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Who did I say? I forgot.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Bobby.
_x000D_JP Wallace: That’s Bobby Franklin.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Jack.
_x000D_JP Wallace: Jack Swanson.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Kevin.
_x000D_JP Wallace: What’re you talking about? I never said Kevin.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: So Kevin wasn’t there?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Kevin who?
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: I don’t know. Must be my mistake. Maybe it was Mike you said. What’s Mike’s last name?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Mike… I don’t know Mike’s last name.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Must be a good friend, huh?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Good enough. That it?
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: No. How about Jimbo?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Tatum.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Roger.
_x000D_JP Wallace: Nice try. I never said Roger.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: You know Roger?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Roger who?
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Any Roger.
_x000D_JP Wallace: I know a couple.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Name one.
_x000D_JP Wallace: I know Missy’s ex is named Roger. That’s what you’re getting at, isn’t it?
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Do you know Missy’s ex-husband?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Heard Missy talk about him.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: But you don’t know him personally?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Not that I can recall.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: What did you hear Ms. Hammond say about her ex-husband?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Nothin’ good.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: What, specifically?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Look, I didn’t memorize the woman’s every word. She’d get to complainin’ and I’d just tune her out. Her problems are not my problems, you know what I’m saying?
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: So getting back to Friday afternoon, you had a few drinks at Murff’s, and then went over to Missy’s, right?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Right.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Did you call before you went?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Yeah. Had to. One of her stupid rules.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: So you arrived at her house around what time?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I don’t know. Probably around 3:30 or so. That’s what time I usually went over. Coulda been a little earlier or a little later. It’s not like I was punching a clock or anything.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: And what happened when you got there?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Nothin’. I went inside. She was wearing this great nightgown kind of thing. Real hot. I figured we were in for a fun afternoon.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: What happened?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I guess I tried to kiss her ’cause the next thing I know she was pushin’ me away and yelling about liquor on my breath and how she’d told me before not to come over if I’d been drinking and stuff like that.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: What did you do?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I yelled back. I don’t have to take that kind of bull off any woman. If I want to have a drink, then I’m darn well gonna have a drink. If I want to have six drinks or ten drinks or more, then I will. She got no right to try to tell me what to do.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: So Missy didn’t drink, huh?
_x000D_JP Wallace: No! That was the thing of it. She liked to have a glass of wine or two sometimes, like anybody else. I don’t know where she got off telling me not to drink when she drank sometimes too.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Was Missy a heavy drinker?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Naw. Just one or two glasses of wine, like I said. I never saw her have more than that. Never saw her drunk or anything. But that didn’t give her the right to judge my drinking habits. That’s my business, not hers.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: So you and Missy were yelling at each other about the drinking. Then what happened?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I don’t know. She’s yelling at me and I’m yelling back and then she’s screaming at me to get out. Well, I’ll tell you, by that time, I got no problem with getting outta there ’cause I’d had just about enough of her, uh, stuff. So I walked out, but she followed me on out in the front yard, still yelling. Well, I can’t let her bawl me out in front of God and everyone and not put her in her place, so I yelled back at her some more. I told her where she could go and what she could do. Then I got in my truck and took off.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Did you maybe give her a little smack to put her in her place?
_x000D_JP Wallace: No.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: You sure about that?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Yes.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Did you notice anyone else outside who saw you two arguing?
_x000D_JP Wallace: You know it! Why do you think it ticked me off so bad? Those five kids from across the street were watching. And I know that gay dude next door was listening to every word I said.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Who next door?
_x000D_JP Wallace: That guy Kevin who was always following Missy around, hanging on her every word, like she was the greatest thing since canned beer. It was disgusting. What a punk!
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Sounds like you were jealous of the attention he paid to Ms. Hammond.
_x000D_JP Wallace: Not hardly. That guy was just a pain. He’s the kind of guy chicks call sensitive, which really means he’s a big wimp. I mean, he even told Missy to stop hanging out with me. Like she would have hooked up with him after she’d been with me.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Really? Why not? You don’t think Ms. Hammond could have been attracted to him?
_x000D_JP Wallace: No way. I don’t see how he could’ve satisfied her. Not after she’d been with me.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Why is that?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I keep a woman happy, no doubt about it. Can’t see that wuss bein’ able to match up. Besides, I think Missy was already linin’ someone else up for when we called it quits.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: You and Missy were about to break up?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I don’t know. Probably. She was getting to be more trouble than she was worth, you know what I’m saying. And she probably felt the same way about me.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: You weren’t upset about that?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Naw. It was getting time for me to be movin’ on anyway. Can’t hang out with a woman too long. They start expecting stuff, wanting a commitment, stupid stuff like that.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: And you don’t do that? Make a commitment to a woman?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Nope. Not my thing. I’m more of a love ’em and leave ’em kind of guy.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Do you know who the person was that she was lining up to take your place?
_x000D_JP Wallace: No. Some guy named Steve, I think.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: But you don’t know him?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Don’t think so.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: How do you know his name is Steve?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I heard her talking on the phone to him a couple times, but she always got off real quick when she saw me standing there. Like she didn’t want me to hear, you know?
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Did you ever ask her about those calls?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Nope. Why would I? Her business is her business, just like mine. I didn’t want to get involved in her personal life.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Weren’t you already involved in her personal life?
_x000D_JP Wallace: No. What makes you think that?
_x000D_Detective Murphy: You were sleeping with her, weren’t you?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Yeah. So?
_x000D_Detective Murphy: You wouldn’t call that being involved in her personal life?
_x000D_JP Wallace: No.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: OK, let’s get back to Friday. You and Missy had a fight, and you left. Then what did you do?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I went to the 24/7 store down the road to make a call.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Who did you call?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Why does that matter?
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Just answer the question, would you?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I called Murff’s.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Why?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I wanted to see if any of my friends were still there.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Were they?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Yeah.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Did you talk to any of them?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I talked to Bobby.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: What did you talk about?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Mostly, I was just telling him about what just went down with Missy. Blowin’ off some steam, I guess you could say.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: And what did he say?
_x000D_JP Wallace: He said she had no right to treat me that way and wanted to know if I was gonna let her get away with it.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Really? And what did you tell him?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Told him he was right. I couldn’t let her think she could pull that kind of stuff with me.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: What were you going to do about it?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I decided to go back over there and set her straight.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Is that what you did?
_x000D_JP Wallace: You bet I did.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Did you call her before you went over that second time?
_x000D_JP Wallace: No. I was too mad. I didn’t even think about it.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: So what happened when you got to Missy’s house the second time?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I went up to her door, started pounding on it. I told her I knew she was in there, and I wasn’t gonna leave ’til she let me in and we had a little talk.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Did she let you in?
_x000D_JP Wallace: No! That wuss from next door came gliding out of his house like he was gonna do something. So I walked over to him and asked him if he had a problem.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Did he? Have a problem?
_x000D_JP Wallace: He was saying all kind of bull about disturbing the peace and making threats and stuff like that. Told me Missy deserved to be treated better than that. Said he was gonna call the cops if I didn’t leave right then.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: What did you say?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I told him if he was a real man, he’d settle it right there, just the two of us.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Did he take you up on that?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Of course not, the big wuss. He just said something about he wasn’t going to sink to my level and get into a physical confrontation. Fancy talk, but it all amounts to he was too much of a wimp to take me on.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: So what did happen?
_x000D_JP Wallace: All of a sudden, I just realized how sick I was of all that. Sick of Missy’s bull. Sick of putting up with this wimp from next door. Sick of the whole thing. I decided to get out of there and go have a drink with my buddies. At least they don’t give me a lot of crap every minute.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: You weren’t worried that Kevin Travers really would call the cops?
_x000D_JP Wallace: No. Why would I worry about that?
_x000D_Detective Murphy: You had already been arrested before at Missy’s house, hadn’t you? On January 5th of this year?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Oh, that. It was no big deal.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Really? What was it then?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Just a misunderstanding.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: You know, the sheriff’s department doesn’t usually get called in on misunderstandings.
_x000D_JP Wallace: Well, there’s a first time for everything.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Why don’t you just tell us what happened that day?
_x000D_JP Wallace: It was no big deal. Missy’d gotten all worked up over some stupid thing like she always did.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: What was she upset about?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I don’t remember. She was always getting upset about some little thing or another. It happened so often, I don’t really remember what that particular fight was about.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Had you been drinking that day too?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I don’t know. Could be. More than likely.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Is that what the argument was about?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Like I said, I don’t remember.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: So how did the police happen to be called then?
_x000D_JP Wallace: How do you think? Old Nosy Nellie next door called them. Told ’em he thought I was gonna hit her or something.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Did you? Hit her?
_x000D_JP Wallace: No. He was just being his wussy, paranoid self.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: But you were arrested, weren’t you?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Yeah.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: How do you explain that?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Look, I was already ticked at Missy, and then I just got even more ticked when that wimp called the cops. Maybe I got up in one of the cops’ faces, but it wasn’t my fault. If that wuss hadn’t butted in, it never would have happened.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: So, if Kevin Travers hadn’t intervened, the argument would have ended peacefully. Is that what you’re saying?
_x000D_JP Wallace: That’s right.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Mr. Wallace, did you kill Missy Hammond?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Heck, no! Why would I? Sure, she could be a pain, but she had her good qualities too. Plus, I didn’t have any reason to kill her.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: You did say she was about to break up with you.
_x000D_JP Wallace: No. I said we were probably about to break up. It would have been a mutual thing. We just didn’t have a chance to do it before she got herself killed.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Why do you think she got herself killed?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Missy was the kind of woman who could really tick a guy off, you know what I’m saying? I’m sure there were plenty of guys who felt like killing her at one time or another. You ask me, you should look at her ex. They had a lot of problems. She had a restraining order against him, you know. Besides, I hear the guy is cracking up.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: What do you mean he’s cracking up?
_x000D_JP Wallace: You know what I mean. And if it’s not him, it could’ve been that overprotective father of hers. Or her so-called uncle. I guess it could have been that wuss next door, but I doubt he has the stones to do something like that.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Do you know Missy’s father?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Met him once. I could tell he didn’t like me. Not that I gave him any reason to not like me, but he still acted like I was some kind of lowlife.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Hard to imagine. What about this uncle you mentioned? Who is that?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Never met him, but Missy talked about him a lot like he was some wise old man who knew everything about everything. Sounded like a crock to me. He’s not even really her uncle. He’s some cousin or something.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: You know his name?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Johnny.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: You know his last name?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Nope. Never cared.
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Is there anyone else you can think of who might have wanted to kill her?
_x000D_JP Wallace: How would I know? Like I said, I didn’t get involved in her personal life. There coulda been somebody else she ticked off, and there’s no way I would know about it.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: You said before that after you left Missy’s the second time, you went to Murff’s. Is that right?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Yeah.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: What time did you get there?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I don’t know. Must’ve been around 4:30. When I got back, somebody made a crack about how I hadn’t even been gone an hour and that I must’ve given Missy the short end of the stick. Smart aleck. Point is, that’s why I think it must’ve been 4:30 or so.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: How long did you stay there?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I think I must’ve hung around ’til about closing.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: Really? That’s a long time to spend in a bar.
_x000D_JP Wallace: Maybe for some people. Me, I like to hang out there. Better than sittin’ at home.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: You didn’t have to work that day?
_x000D_JP Wallace: At the warehouse? Nope.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: You work somewhere else?
_x000D_JP Wallace: No. I already told you that.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: You just said “at the warehouse” like I could have been referring to some other place where you’d have to be at work.
_x000D_JP Wallace: Didn’t mean it that way.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: OK, if you say so. Is there anything else you can tell us about Missy Hammond or her murder?
_x000D_JP Wallace: I don’t think so.
_x000D_Detective Murphy: All right. Thank you for coming in, Mr. Wallace, and we’d appreciate it if you’d continue to make yourself available to us in the future when we want to talk to you again.
_x000D_JP Wallace: Yeah. That it? Can I go now?
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Yes. You can get outta here, but JP?
_x000D_JP Wallace: Yeah?
_x000D_Detective Armstrong: Don’t go too far.
_x000D_JP Wallace: Yeah, right.
_x000D_End interview – 4:51 p.m.