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Fatal Flaw

A True Story of Malice and Murder in a Small Southern Town

- Crime and Prosecution - Page 38

 

From the transcript of his tape-recorded interview:  "He [Zeigler] sat down, I wasn't paying no attention.  In fact, I must speak what I, what my eyes see... when he faced me, when he coming from putting the rag back and coming towards the, the front of the garage to come out, the light shine, I saw under the light shine I saw a, like a patch of blood, or some stain was on his pants.  "But now I, not thinking anything [inaudible] because I know the man, I, now I wouldn't know he could do any evil or anything."

Williams started to drive to the store.

"Damn, I'm tired," Zeigler said.

Williams asked him which route he wanted to take to the store, and Zeigler gave him directions to a residential street that bypassed Dillard, out onto Route 50.  Then they turned off the highway and drove the last half block up Dillard to the store. Zeigler told Williams to let him out at the front of the store and meet him around back.  Williams noticed a car parked in front of the store with "foreign tags."

Williams did not know the time.  But based on his estimates, it would have been about 8:40.

Williams did as he was told.  He went up the driveway, stopped at the locked gate, and waited.  About five minutes later, Zeigler came out, opened the gate, and motioned Williams in.  Zeigler closed the gate behind them.  He told Williams to back up to the doorway at the northwest corner of the building, and Williams did.

Zeigler went inside the store.  But Williams wanted to urinate, so he stopped to relieve himself beside the truck.

Zeigler called to Williams:  "Come on in, Edward."

"Mr. Tommy, I'm coming," Williams said.

Williams started up the short hallway that opened onto the terrazzo area of the showroom.  The hallway was dark, and he had to feel his way along.

"Edward," Zeigler said.

Williams told him again that he was coming.

Williams stepped into the doorway.  Zeigler stood four or five feet away, facing him, holding what Williams believed to be a gun.  Zeigler pulled the trigger three times, and three times it dry-fired: no gunshot.

Again, in Williams's words:

"I heard the sound pop, pop, pop.  Snapped three time.  And I hollered, for God's sake, Mr. Tommy, don't kill me, don't kill me, Mr. Tommy.  And I ran back out.  And when I got out of the building he came behind me.  He said, Edward, I didn't know that was you.  I said, Mr. Tommy, don't tell me you didn't know that was me, why you tried to kill me, what I done, you know, I ain't do you nothing."

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38
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