my mom worked with a serial killer before i was born
when my mom and dad were young parents and had just had my oldest brother, my mom worked at the front desk of a hotel in wichita. there was a man who worked security and would come around every so often to check on all the equipment etc. my mom said that at first, he was nice and they got along well, he’d sit and chat about taking his kid fishing and that sort of thing. but eventually he started creeping her out. she said that she felt like he was giving her WAY too much attention and flirting, even though they were both married and had kids. so, she started locking herself in the main office when he would come around and pretend like she was busy and couldn’t hear him when he tried to get in. she has never told me exactly how long she worked with him, but from what i gather, it was at least several months. long enough for them to be friendly and on a first name basis before things went sour.
one day she was at home and saw his face on the news. she said “hey, that’s Dennis! the security guy!”
and indeed it was Dennis. Dennis Rader. my mom worked with BTK.