Courtney Brown (93:56)
In early spring of 1974, Dennis Raider decided to treat his wife to a lunch date in town. They were driving down the road when he suddenly spotted Kathy Bright. She was getting her mail in front of a small house at 3217 East 13th Street. He thought she was beautiful, with long blonde hair that Raider described as, quote, dishwater blonde. In Confessions of a Serial Killer, he wrote that upon seeing Kathy, he thought to himself, quote, now she's a real possibility, end quote. Dennis decided right then that he was going to move Kathie up to the top of his projects list. And as that thought crossed his mind, he grabbed his wife's hand and continued driving to the restaurant for their date. Once they arrived, Dennis and Paula sat down, got their food, and as his wife talked across the table, Dennis smiled and nodded his head. But his mind was elsewhere. Throughout the entirety of their lunch, he sat there daydreaming about all of the horrible things he wanted to do to Kathy. He knew that if she checked all of his boxes, she would be his next project. And immediately after this, he began stalking her. Like all of the others, he would drive to her home and watch her for hours on end. During this time, he saw that Kathy had no husband, no children, and no scary dogs. She looked like she was in college, and she lived alone, which is exactly what he wanted. Now, he didn't know her at the time, so he referred to her as Project Lights out, an eerie name for what he had planned for her. Dennis continued stalking Kathy for weeks, and while he sat outside her house, he would squeeze this rubber ball to strengthen his hands. During the Otero murders, he noticed they were weak, making it harder to kill his victims. But not this time around. He also decided that he was going to wear gloves so he wouldn't leave behind any fingerprints. This kill was going to go more smoothly than the last one. Now, as it neared April, Dennis was desperate to kill again. By then, the city was still fearful after the Otero murders, but the panic and chaos seemed to have died down. In fact, at the time, police were convinced that the Oteros were murdered by some sort of drug cartel. So no one was expecting another murder, and Dennis started preparing for the attack. His plan was to walk right up and knock on Kathie's door. He knew he didn't look like a scary killer, so upon seeing him, she would likely open the door to see what he wanted. He would later say that he was going to pretend that he was a student at the nearby university and that he was in the neighborhood. Looking for his tutor, he would use a random name and ask if he was at the right house. Then, once he had her distracted, he would push his way inside and began his reign of terror. In Dennis mind, the hard part had been finding the perfect victim. And now that he found her, everything that came after would easily fall into place. But he couldn't have been more wrong. On the afternoon of April 4, 1974, he made his way over to Kathy's home. It was a Thursday. After weeks of stalking Kathy, he knew that she was usually home on Thursday afternoons. He also knew that most people in her neighborhood were at work, so there likely wouldn't be any witnesses. As he walked up to her house, he put on a pair of gloves, and then he knocked. But after waiting there for a while, no one answered. From there, Dennis slowly crept around the home. Looking into the windows, he didn't see any movement inside, so he moved on to plan B. Instead of rushing his way in, he would now break into her house and then wait for her to come home. Near the back, Dennis smashed open the glass at the back door. He was then able to reach his hand in, unlock it, and walk inside. But as the glass crunched beneath his feet, he realized his mistake. What if the girl came home and saw the glass on the floor? What if she got scared and ran for help? So Dennis quickly cleaned it up the best he could. He then slipped into a back bedroom and waited for her to come home. As he stood there, his heart pounded. After a while, he realized that he needed to have his gun in his hand when he ambushed her. But as he went to pull it out of his waistband, he accidentally pulled the trigger. Dennis jumped at the loud bang. A cloud of gunpowder filled the room. This only made him more anxious. What if the girl smelled the gunpowder when she walked inside? So far, this was not going as planned. A premonition of what was to come.