Who Is Anthony Stephens?

The Life and Death of a College Grad

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Excerpt from Anthony Stephens’ Mood Journal

WhoIsAnthonyStephens.com

September 29 2002

Morning: 3 out of 10

Afternoon: 3 out of 10

Night: 5 out of 10

Took both my pills this morning, Doc. As instructed.

Pretty average day, except I had that dream about my parents again.

Same shit as last time: me walking in the woods, come to a clearing with a small lake in the middle and my parents are there, standing across the lake from each other, just hollering.

Like the third time I had it too, and every time it’s the same: they’re yelling the way they used to—like they want to fucking murder each other—and I’m watching them do it, happy just to see them within speaking distance.

Same details: my dad’s face was blurry, my mom was wearing that weird ass piss-yellow spring dress I’ve never seen in real life before with small burn holes in it from her cigarettes, and they both looked like zombies.

Alright, I’ma be real. They were zombies. Full-fledged undead. Tattered skin, sunken, hollow eyes, slack facial muscles—all the same shit from the movies. My dad was toothless last night, that was different I guess. Can’t tell if that’s a move in the right or wrong direction, though. It made him look like he was grinning every time he opened his mouth. Pretty creepy with the rest of his face being just a big blur. And he kept gnashing his lips together at my mom, like he wanted to gum her to death or something.

Ma wasn’t doing much different on her side of the lake. She just kept flicking my dad off and screaming incoherent shit over and over again. Bunch of gibberish they both kept spitting out in a steady stream. My mom’s voice had this loud, shrill ring to it that was ear-splitting even from where I stood watching, which was a pretty good distance away. Every once in a while she’d spit at the ground and mutter something, and every time she did I could smell her breath like she was right next to me. It smelled like rotten fish, like a sick cat with its mouth open, and her voice sounded like her tongue decayed and fell out of her mouth, kind of like when a deaf person tries to talk. If the deaf person was also walking dead.

Anyways, in the dream they’re both doing the screaming bit for a while until they notice me standing where I’m at, then they turn and start doing that creepy-slow-zombie-walk towards me, and even though they’re coming at like 1/8th a mile an hour, I can’t move. It’s like I’m stuck in place forever before they reach me grab my arms and bare their teeth/gums and then I wake up.

That’s the dream, and last night was the third time I’ve had it this week.

But that’s not even the kicker. When I opened my eyes it was ten AM and I was drenched in sweat and scared as shit and, yeah, that sucked. But the real b.s. is—just like the last two times—I had the same fucked-up, twisted reaction to it all. Can’t explain it, why it happens like that.

You see, I’m fine in the dream, fine when they’re yelling, fine when they grab me, fine when I first wake up and I’m still kind of in the dream world, a little scared but still feeling kind of like I’ve got something. But then, when things get clearer and I look around my room and remember where I am and who I am and what the world’s really like, I just curl up into a ball and slip into this semi-coma for a couple of hours.

And I mean a fucking coma; I don’t even know I’m out until the sun slips through this crack in my blinds and hits me in the eyes and I finally stir, look over at my clock and see it’s two in the afternoon and I can’t remember what I did for the past four hours.

That’s what I’m dealing with here, Doc. A bunch of bullshit.

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Interview with Catherine D’Amico: Part 1

Who Is Anthony Stephens?

Catherine D’Amico is the initial witness to the events surrounding Anthony Stephens’ death. Ms. D’Amico is an attractive young woman, though it’s obvious the stress of this situation has left her fairly dilapidated. She sits in a local coffee shop in Boca Raton, Florida wearing a pair of tattered jeans and a pink tank top; there are bags beneath her eyes and her shoulders are slouched. Caught up in her thoughts, Ms. D’Amico gazes out the window for long periods of time in between speaking.

24 June 2011

– It’s okay. I’m okay.

– Why am I speaking to you?

– I have no clue. Because you asked. And nobody else has.

– Who told you that?

– Whatever, I don’t care. You want to know about Les, I can tell you about Les.

– Tony. That’s what I said, Tony.

– Les? Les was just…some guy.

– Yeah, ok. I guess. I understand the confusion, actually. Must seem pretty strange from the outside. Strange enough from the inside.

– Did I know Tony well? [Ms. D’Amico laughs long and hard, then wipes her eyes and gives a pained smile] I’m sorry, it’s just—know him well? I didn’t know Tony at all.

– If you asked me if Tony and I talked sometimes, the answer would be yes. Or if you asked if we had sex often, or if I used to wish we could someday, maybe, possibly be in the type of long-term relationship that possessed some inkling of stability, then the answer to both would be yes. If you asked me if Tony was the father of my son, or if I was in love with him when he died, then yes, but know him? [Ms. D’Amico chuckles again] Impossible.

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Interview with Wayne “Classic” Price: Part 1

Who Is Anthony Stephens?

Wayne Price is a secondary witness to the events concerning Anthony Stephens, and the primary source for information on Earl Bishop, Mr. Price’s cousin suspected of involvement in Anthony’s disappearance. With the self-proclaimed nickname “Classic,” Mr. Price is a character worth analyzing in his own right. Presently, Mr. Price sits in a hotel room in the Upper East Side of Manhattan, wearing baggy jeans, a Patrick Ewing New York Knicks jersey and Timberland boots. He is in a perpetually agitated state, tapping his fingers on the table, scratching his arm incessantly, and repeatedly picking up his glass of water then placing it back without drinking any of it.

11 July 2011

– You a cop, bruh?

– You know you gotta tell me if you a cop, right?

– Sound like a cop to me, son. Fuck you askin’ me my name and shit like you ain’t already got it right there on that paper? You called me, bruh.

– I don’t give a gotdamn. If you a cop, it don’t matter how much bread you talkin’ ’bout. I ain’t sayin’ shit.

– Fuck. Whatever. Name’s Classic Price. Reppin’ Marcy, born and raised, but I stay out in Queens now and I got mad shit on my plate back home. Business propositions and ventures and shit, know what I’m sayin’? Time’s money, bruh. [Mr. Price smiles] In this case, yo’ money.

Used to know Earl? What you mean used to know? Why you talkin’ ‘bout Earl like he dead, bruh?

– So what you sayin’ is, ‘cause he ain’t been ‘round here in a minute mean the nigga’s dead?

– Get your shit straight. When’s the last time you talked to yo fam? Bet you ain’t talked to ‘em in a minute, huh? You look like that type, one a them uptight muhfuckas, think you better than everybody, ain’t talked to yo moms, pops, nobody in yo fam, since—how long now?

– That long, huh? So I guess they dead then, right?

– You ain’t talked to ‘em in a minute, so they gotta be dead, right?

– Ain’t that the same shit you sayin’ ‘bout Earl?

– Look, bruh, I ain’t got but two people left in my bloodline: Earl and my mom’s. Earl could be sittin’ in a room down south right now just chillin’, watchin’ movies and shit, tryna live his gotdamn life, and you out here killin’ him off before he ready. That’s fam, son. Don’t fuck with my fam. I ain’t the typa nigga to let some shit like that slide.

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Excerpt from Earl Bishop’s Prison Journal

Who Is Anthony Stephens?
08-27-08:
 
We’ve got to attend these sessions in here.
 
That’s why I’m writing, because they’re making me. You’re making me.
 
It’s a journal I’m supposed to spill my deepest feelings into, that’s what they told me, the doc and the warden. Then they turned around and told me I lost my right to privacy the day the judge slammed her gavel down in my face and moved on to the next case.
 
So I’ve been sitting in this cell for the past couple days trying to get this straight in my head.
 
Basically, the idea is that they—you—want me to write about all the shit I’d have a hard time talking about with anybody—even Wayne, who’s like my brother—so that you, somebody I do not know and who definitely does not have my best interests at heart, can read it and use it against me.
 
You really must think it’s a bunch of fucking retards in here, don’t you?
 
Like we’re here because we’re all a few cards short of a full deck, that’s what you think.
 
Like we had no choice but to get locked up, because it was the only thing we knew how to do. That’s why you got us going to these stupid support groups, because you think we’re all a bunch of degenerates, dumb enough to fall for the bullshit.
 
I’ll tell you something though—some people, people like me, they do things for a reason. And not stupid fucking reasons either. Sometimes, when there’s a plan, everybody in a position of authority blinds themselves to the details until it’s too late. You all are no different. Wouldn’t know a true criminal if they slapped you in the mouth.
 
No, instead of looking into how you run things, you’ve got support groups. Fucking prison support groups.
 
You know, it’s my feeling that movies represent life a lot. So I like to look at the situations I find myself in and relate them to movies I’ve seen, because a lot of times I can tell what’s going to happen next based on what goes on in the film. It’s eerie how accurate it is sometimes.
 
But I’ll tell you, the only time I’ve ever seen anything like this shit is in that one with Clive Owen and Jennifer Aniston, the one where Owen is blackmailed for all his money after Aniston gets “raped.” Derailed it’s called. Never heard of support groups in prison until I seen this shit.
 
Then I get in here and find out they’re the real deal. And the dude in the movie who went to the groups, he didn’t fare very well in the end. And I’m guessing that’s where you got us headed in here too. But it won’t be like that for me because I’ve seen it, seen a lot more than you know. I can see what’s coming. I’m smarter than you, more experienced.
 
Be best if you remember that.
 

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Transcript of John Doe Autopsy

Office of the Chief Medical Examiner

CB # 7670 Tallahassee, FL 32308-3336

Telephone 8505559478

REPORT OF AUTOPSY EXAMINATION

DECEDENT

Document Identifier B200805890

Autopsy Type ME Autopsy

Name John Doe (alias)

Age 26 yrs (approx)

Race Black

Sex M

AUTHORIZATION

Authorized By Benjamin Polk, MD

Received From Rinard

ENVIRONMENT

Date of Exam 05/12/2008 Time of Exam 14:25

Autopsy Facility Office of the Chief Medical Examiner

Persons Present Dr. Timothy Reynolds, Mr. James Bennett, Ms. Maggie Klein

IDENTIFICATION

Body Identified By

N/A

EXTERNAL DESCRIPTION

Length 72 inches

Weight 186 pounds

Body Condition Intact

Rigor Absent

Livor Purple – posterior

Hair Black

Eyes Brown

Teeth N/A

The body is that of a well developed, well nourished black male with jeans on, shredded and seared into flesh. No shirt, no shoes. Valuables consist of a partially melted leather wallet with a charred receipt inside from a gas station. There are burns over ninety-nine percent of the external structure. Teeth have been removed manually at roots. Multiple fractures to cranium.

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DIAGNOSES

-Severe blunt force to the skull

* Fracture, frontal

* Fracture, parietal

* Fracture, zygomatic

* Fracture, nasal

* Fracture, mandible.

-All teeth removed manually at the root

-Partial avulsion and searing of muscle and soft tissue in head

-Partial avulsion and searing of muscle and soft tissue in trunk

-Partial avulsion and searing of muscle and soft tissue to all extremities

DISPOSITION OF CLOTHING AND PERSONAL EFFECTS

The following items are preserved as evidence

Melted wallet and charred receipt, received by Percy Linus of the Leon County Sheriff’s Department on May 12, 2008.

INTERNAL EXAMINATION

Cardiovascular System

Heart Weight 340 grams

Respiratory System

Lung Weight 930 grams combined

No soot present, consistent with observations of cause of death.

Gastrointestinal System

The appendix is present. The stomach is empty. The small intestine is unremarkable and the colon contains a minute amount of

green stool.

Liver

Liver Weight 1420 grams

Spleen

Spleen Weight 80 grams

Urinary

Kidney Weight 290 grams combined

Reproductive

Normal adult male with non-nodular prostate gland.

Endocrine

The thyroid gland is bilobed and non-nodular.

Both adrenal glands are grossly unremarkable.

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Neurologic

Brain Weight 1345 grams

Skin

Multiple scalp lacerations and searing of entire body.

Immunologic System

The lymph nodes are grossly unremarkable.

Musculoskeletal System

Cranial vault fractured.

SUMMARY AND INTERPRETATION

The decedent was a 26-year-old black man who was beaten in the head and received extensive third degree burns postmortem. Due to the violent nature of death, Dr. Tom Reynolds, Leon County Medical Examiner, assumed jurisdiction of the body and authorized autopsy.

CERTIFICATION

Cause of Death

Severe blunt trauma to the head

MANNER OF DEATH

Homicide

The facts stated herein are correct to the best of my knowledge and belief.

Digitally signed by

Denise M. Johnson MD 29 May 2008 13:13

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Transcript of Jane Doe Autopsy

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Office of the Chief Medical Examiner

CB # 7670 Tallahassee, FL 32308-3336

Telephone 8505559478

REPORT OF AUTOPSY EXAMINATION

DECEDENT

Document Identifier B200805895

Autopsy Type ME Autopsy

Name Jane Doe (alias)

Age 24 yrs (approx)

Race White

Sex F

AUTHORIZATION

Authorized By Benjamin Polk, MD

Received From Rinard

ENVIRONMENT

Date of Exam 05/13/2008 Time of Exam 09:25

Autopsy Facility Office of the Chief Medical Examiner

Persons Present Dr. Timothy Reynolds, Mr. James Bennett, Ms. Maggie Klein

IDENTIFICATION

Body Identified By

N/A

EXTERNAL DESCRIPTION

Length 64 inches

Weight 130 pounds

Body Condition Intact

Rigor Absent

Livor Purple – posterior

Hair Brown

Eyes Brown

Teeth N/A

The body is that of a well developed, well nourished white female, unclothed. No valuables. There are burns over ninety-nine percent of the external structure. Teeth have been removed manually at roots. Gunshot wounds to the cranium, chest, back, and leg.

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DIAGNOSES

-Gunshot wound to the skull

* Fracture, frontal

* Fracture, parietal

* Fracture, occipital

-All teeth removed manually at the root

-Partial avulsion and searing of muscle and soft tissue in head

-Partial avulsion and searing of muscle and soft tissue in trunk

-Partial avulsion and searing of muscle and soft tissue to all extremities

DISPOSITION OF CLOTHING AND PERSONAL EFFECTS

N/A

INTERNAL EXAMINATION

Cardiovascular System

Heart Weight 253 grams

Respiratory System

Lung Weight 700 grams combined

No soot present, consistent with observations of cause of death.

Gastrointestinal System

The appendix is present. The stomach contains 1/2 cup

of thick green-gray liquid with beans. The small intestine is unremarkable and the colon contains a minute amount of

green stool.

Liver

Liver Weight 1270 grams

Spleen

Spleen Weight 69 grams

Urinary

Kidney Weight 230 grams combined

Reproductive

The structures are within normal limits. Examination of the pelvic area indicates the victim had not given birth and was not pregnant at the time of death. There is evidence of recent sexual activity but no indications that the sexual contact was forcible.

Endocrine

The thyroid gland is bilobed and non-nodular.

Both adrenal glands are grossly unremarkable.

Neurologic

Brain Weight 1305 grams

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Skin

Multiple scalp lacerations and searing of entire body.

Immunologic System

The lymph nodes are grossly unremarkable.

Musculoskeletal System

Cranial vault fractured.

SUMMARY AND INTERPRETATION

The decedent was a 24-year-old white woman who was shot and received extensive third degree burns postmortem. Due to the violent nature of death, Dr. Tom Reynolds, Leon County Medical Examiner, assumed jurisdiction of the body and authorized autopsy.

CERTIFICATION

Cause of Death

Gunshot wound to the head

MANNER OF DEATH

Homicide

The facts stated herein are correct to the best of my knowledge and belief.

Digitally signed by

Denise M. Johnson MD 29 May 2008 13:13

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Written by patrickandersonjr

April 23, 2012 at 9:51 pm

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  1. Wow. I think its fantastic. Progression?!!! It just flies. There is so much freedom.That unique passion.The language so unique and totally suited to the scenario. The conversation so real.The autopsy reports so typically revolting. Its experience written all over and expressed just right for the stuff being portrayed.
    Keeping it up will be tough.
    And creating a proper whodunit plot, even tougher.
    Good luck.

    rana mukherjee

    April 25, 2012 at 12:13 pm

    • Thanks a lot Rana. Hoping I can go the distance with it. Already have a lot to move forward with though, hope you enjoy the rest.

      patrickandersonjr

      April 25, 2012 at 12:49 pm

  2. This novel starts slow and gets better. The autopsy reports are riveting, adding to the suspense. I am stfill trying to figure out who the characters are. The connection to student loan debt is not at all obvious.

    The photos are good. Where did you get them?

    James H

    James Hamilton

    June 16, 2012 at 11:59 am

    • Thanks James. I picked up the photos just from Google search, just trying to put some illustration to set the scene for where the interviews are taking place. I like the character list idea, definitely going to get to work on that. Glad you’re enjoying and thanks again.

      patrickandersonjr

      June 18, 2012 at 10:04 am


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