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“The sister-in-law knew the psychiatrist,” continued Pel e, “knew that she was revealing things the family wanted to keep secret, but as a goodfelt obligated to come forward. Al en had always considered her an interloper.” Pel e, to keep from fixating on Al en, considered other Zodiac. “There was this girl, Julie,” he told me, “who had run away from her home in Oregon and fal en in with a Hel ’s Angels gang member. Oneshe tel s me that there won’t be any more Zodiac kil ings or letters. ‘There was this guy who hung around with us. He wasn’t a member of the, just a hanger-on,’ she said. ‘This guy says he’s the Zodiac and I believe him. I know he’s the Zodiac, but he O.D.’d last year on heroin—rightin Val ejo.’ The girl had divorced (her husband was from Val ejo), and gone back to live in Oregon with her child. She said only that the guyglasses and plaid shirts. She didn’t remember his name.” The Hel ’s Angels connection rang a bel. Initial y, Sergeant Lynch suspected two’s Angels had committed the Lake Herman Road murders. On three different occasions, he and his partner had thrown them in jail for gasrobberies. “They shot people,” Lynch said matter-of-factly, “but are in prison now.”next evening, Sunday, I parked across from Ace Hardware. Framed in the light of the window, Al en stood out as an orange blotch in the. I watched as he stocked a peg board with electrical cords. Was this Zodiac, under glass and in plain sight for al to see? When Leigh quitstore at 6:15, he was wearing a dark navy windbreaker such as Zodiac wore during the Stine murder. I asked Leigh’s boss, Steve Harshman,samples of Leigh’s printing. He angrily refused, but I left behind my business card with my new unlisted phone number where Al en could see it.that point on, I received hang-up cal s at midnight every Saturday night. They were unsettling, even frightening, but I did not change the. I did not want to lose even that tenuous contact with the suspect., August 8, 1980

“I agree the kil er is keeping his own file and mementos geographical y quite a distance from where he lives and works,” one reader suggested.

“Zodiac didn’t stop kil ing during some years. Perhaps he changed employment and that caused him to kil elsewhere occasional y. In thehe is mild, discounted and comes across as slightly distracted. I bet his payoff is not in murdering specifical y, as much as in histhat he is final y powerful enough to have some momentous impact on others’ lives. He can confound the police and the best minds inarea, therefore he is smarter than anybody. He can kil, therefore he exists.”en, dissatisfied with his job at Ace, applied for an adult-education class after work. The class schedule stil gave him Friday evenings off— theZodiac had done some of his kil ings. But as months passed, he became more disenchanted., November 14, 1980

“I don’t see any possibility of advancement,” Leigh explained to Steve Harshman. “I work every weekend and only get one day off a week.” Thus,en resigned his job at Ace Hardware, never realizing what a staunch defender he had in Harshman., November 15, 1980’s new job as a warehouse supervisor in Benicia at Spectro Chrome Graphics paid $5 an hour, less money than he had been making, andjob was farther away. Under his new boss, Harriet Hurba, he coordinated supply, receipt, delivery, and distribution in and out of the plant. LeighPel e about the new job. The letter carried too much postage and the handprinting on the envelope slanted downward like Zodiac’s. “It wasas if he wanted me to think he was guilty of being Zodiac,” said Pel e. “Al I could get out of this guy was a typed letter. And very neat. By the, our chemist’s into foot-powered planes now.” Pel e laughed. “He’s actual y trying to build one that flies, even with his weight and bloodproblems. But Leigh’s highly suggestible. His interest in man-powered flight probably came from a name-sake, Bryan Al en. Last year hetel ing friends he was considering building a foot-powered plane.” On June 12, 1979, Bryan Al en, a Visalia resident, successful y crossedEnglish Channel in a bicyclelike aircraft, the “Gossamer Albatross.”

“And of course,” continued Pel e, “when that young girl was abducted last year we thought of Al en right away. Not only was he driving a white vanthe one seen, but he told me he was in that area and had engine trouble. It real y had me going for a while, but the police found the guy who did.

“Leigh’s incredibly strong. When he worked at the [Sonoma] auto parts store he was always getting hassled by the guys there and he dared a guycome at him. Al en picked up the guy and hurled him across the room into a stack of empty cardboard boxes.”

“A few times when Leigh and I would be coming back from someplace,” Kay Huffman recal ed, “we’d see a gang squaring off in a fight and hesay, ‘Oops! Gotta hurry up and take you home so I can change my clothes and get back for the fight! I keep chains in my trunk for such.’ And so that’s what he’d do.” “One time Leigh took on a whole gang that had earlier harassed him,” Harold Huffman recal ed. He hadmany of Leigh’s furious, youthful outbursts. “He ground out the leader’s eye with a thumb, sending the other members fleeing.” Sandya later told me, “Remember the story of Leigh kicking the shit out of the five marines on a San Francisco street? Wel, he had enormousstrength. That was a true story.”San Francisco a personal ad appeared in the Chronicle: “BIG ‘Z’ Welcomes Big ‘A’. Permission granted.” And in San Francisco Zodiacto prey on Toschi’s mind. He recal ed the days when Ron Al en would cal to express his fears. “He just couldn’t figure out why Val ejo.D. had ceased looking into his brother,” Toschi told me. “What had happened? I never knew and it bothered me.”

“By 1980,” John Douglas wrote, “I’d been at Quantico a few years and had some research under my belt when I learned the FBI wanted to takelook at the body of Zodiac literature. I remember getting a file of letters to look at, and I had several conversations with Murray Miron overfiner points of our analytical approaches. Before we could get too deeply involved, however, the letters were pul ed. I never did find out whatthe renewed interest at the Bureau, or what caused our involvement to be canceled.”adventures occasional y took Toschi’s mind off Zodiac. His encounter with San Francisco’s “Human Fly Bandit” was one. “He’s six foot one,

pounds,” he told me. “Now that’s one big fly. With al his robbing gear—ski mask, surgical gloves, hooded jacket, and sawed-off shotgun, heeerily reminiscent of Zodiac in costume. And this big fly is quite acrobatic. We cal ed him and his partner the Human Flies because of theirmobility on top of elevators and their cunning in maneuvering hotel elevators as they wished. I never saw such an ingenious method ofbefore. With an obvious knowledge of elevator electrical circuitry, they first disconnected the elevator alarm bel and emergency phone.rode atop the elevators, then trapped their victims between floors. Sometimes there can be as many as twenty-five people squeezed intoelevators and if these Human Flies strike, then they wil get a big score. I’ve got to admit it takes guts to ride ‘shot-gun’ on top of an elevatorthe twenty-fifth floor. Flinging open the escape trap in the elevator roof, the Flies covered their victims with a shotgun, lowered a mail sack,the guests to fil it with valuables and credit cards, then drew the sack up. They struck at the luxury Holiday Inn and a week later at the Hyatt. I was kidded by every cop I saw. ‘Hey, Dave, catch any flies today?’”kept tabs on any use of the stolen credit cards. “At one point,” he told me, “I was just two days behind the Flies when I heard from Portlandthey had a suspect with one of the stolen cards—the Flies were final y getting sloppy. Then the Alameda County cops picked up two othersto use stolen cards. It broke the case for me. I notified the East Bay cops that I had another suspect in custody in Portland and suggested they the main suspect, in the Santa Rita Jail in Alameda County, that San Francisco was going to book his brother for robbery. The plan worked. Thebroke and protected his older brother. So now they’re saying at the Hal of Justice, ‘There’re no flies on Dave.’”January 12, 1981

“I understand Les Lundblad had a guy he liked a lot,” I mentioned to Sergeant Mulanax at his Val ejo home. A cheery fire crackled in the fireplace.heads stared back at us with glassy eyes. “Lundblad had gone to a mental institution at Atascadero in 1975 and come back and said, ‘That’sguy. ‘That’s Zodiac and we can’t do a thing about it.’”

“Wel, I worked pretty closely with Les,” Mulanax told me. “He was inclined to get real high on a suspect where I wasn’t.”

“Was this Leigh?” I asked Mulanax.

“That was the only suspect I ever developed that I had any strong feelings about,” said Mulanax. “His father was a retired commander orcommander in the Navy, a much-decorated serviceman. In fact, he worked for the city for a while. Old-time family, respected. He was anengineer or some damn thing for the city. I didn’t know him. Al en was down on the first Zodiac murder. Down at Riverside at that col ege.this was a long time ago and what was this, 1966? And this is off the top of my head.”

“He was working at an Ace Hardware store in Val ejo.”

“I don’t think there’s anything to prove now, but at the time I was real high on him. I think Armstrong and Toschi were too. Also Nicolai.”

“Did you ever have anyone besides Al en?”

“The only one that ever turned me on was Al en.”

“Do you think Zodiac is stil alive?”

“We had numerous meetings and it’s the consensus of the group that the guy is either dead or in a mental institution or penal institution.”

“Of course that’s where Al en was from 1975 until 1977.”

“I wasn’t aware of that.”

“And what I thought was interesting is that after Toschi and Armstrong questioned him in his trailer, we stopped getting letters at the Chronicle.”

“In Val ejo,” he said, “we wrote detailed reports and Dave and Bil, they didn’t. They’d scratch it on a piece of paper.”

“How did you personal y get onto Al en?”

“Some people who knew him...”

“Oh! The two guys he told he was going to become Zodiac.”

“Yes.”

“What gets me about that is that it’s such damaging testimony. I understand one of the men might have had a motive to lie in that Al enhad made improper remarks to his daughter. That made me doubt it a bit.”, January 14, 1981remained the best suspect. Outside of his admission that he had been in Riverside, police had ferreted out no concrete evidence of hisin Southern California where Zodiac claimed to have kil ed others. “Leigh’s family had told us something about Leigh being around thearea in the middle or late sixties,” said Toschi. “I was surprised that [Val ejo Lieutenant Jim] Husted said, ‘Forget about Riversidewe can’t place Leigh Al en in the area.’ Of course, yes, he was there. Al en’s own family had told us that he had spent time in the Riversideand was familiar with Southern California, but they weren’t too sure exactly what he was doing because he was on his own a lot.”

“Leigh stayed with families down south before and after Atascadero,” I told Toschi. “He worked in the area, often drove to Riverside on week-for car races, and later he flew a plane there. On Monday, Mulanax confirmed Al en was at Riverside City Col ege in 1966 when the murder.”sighed. “We were the first ones to apprise Mulanax of Leigh, very, very briefly, when the family first came to us,” he said. “They hadscanned Leigh very briefly. Mulanax’s eyes real y popped. He actual y thought we had him. To this day we stil may. Mulanax liked Al en very,much. Jack was so high on Al en in those days we were working with him. He said he had never come across a better-looking suspect. That’sway I felt also. We left Al en’s file in our metal file cabinet, two manil a four-inch envelopes of material on Al en, and we just put it away with much. We just didn’t know where to go. Jack says he has an inch-and-a-half file at his house. Could it be he has information that never got into theat Val ejo? It’s a bit frustrating to realize that we had to put his folder back in our files.” Al en’s indelible presence tracked al over the south—in, Hemet, Torrance, San Bernardino, Paso Robles, Riverside, and San Luis Obispo. Police had no substantial evidence that he was left-.

suspects, January 15, 1981policemen besides Toschi and Narlow had cherished suspects. Highway Patrolman Lyndon Lafferty pegged Zodiac as a resident of, a town east of Val ejo. Since December of 1969, a Fairfield copycat had been dispatching typed letters to the Chronicle:

“This is the Zodiac speaking I just need help I wil kil again so expect it any time now the [next] wil be a cop...”days later he wrote again, enclosing a drawing of a knife titled “The Bleeding knife of Zodiac,” Page fifty-nine of an astrology book, Day-by-Forecast for Cancer and a horoscope forecast for Leo. “I just need help I wil kil again... I just want to tel you this state is in trouble...” he wrote.Hines, a former Escalon, California, police officer, believed he had found Zodiac. In November 1973, while taking night-schoolin Sonora, he stumbled across reports of a flirtatious man who approached two South Lake Tahoe women in 1971. A year earlier,Zodiac victim Donna Lass had disappeared from there. Intrigued, Hines inquired at the hotel where she worked as nurse and came upa suspect who had studied basic codes at radio school. He had been arrested multiple times since 1946, and in 1969 lived near where Paulhad picked up Zodiac. Hines later told Hard Copy, “My suspect is the Zodiac. Every fiber, every part of my being tel s me he is the Zodiacer.” A televised clip showed a pair of slipper-clad feet—the suspect retrieving his morning paper. “Hines’s been chasing this guy through Vegaswith a video camera,” a cop told me, “screaming, ‘He’s the Zodiac!’” But Zodiac was six feet tal, 240-plus pounds, and about thirty-five.’s suspect was three inches shorter, ninety pounds lighter, and twelve years older.there a connection between Lass and someone from Riverside? The theory was that Zodiac had been a former kidney dialysis patient of’s when she worked at Riverside’s Cottage Hospital. Her roommate, Jo Anne Goettsche (Get-She), had also been a dialysis nurse since

. “Donna had never told me about any such person,” she told me. “Her family, though, asked me the same question. We worked on the sameward at Letterman General Hospital in the Presidio [where Zodiac had been last seen] and several corpsmen there were giving flyingover in Hayward. We used to go flying with two men from Riverside in 1970.”

“Where was this?”

“Oh, right here in San Francisco.”

“San Francisco?” Mulanax had told me that Darlene Ferrin had also gone flying with two men, but he’d never checked them out. Leigh Al en flew.

“I don’t know if I can remember their names,” Jo Anne said. “Donna was here in San Francisco from February to June of 1970. She moved to Laketo work and three months later vanished. Donna was kind of naive, and not very experienced with men. She was easily drawn away. Shehooked on gambling. That’s why she went up there. She liked to ski and liked to gamble, so she took the job in the casino hotel [the Sahara, Stateline, Nevada] as a first-aid emergency nurse. I went up alone to meet her over the weekend, having talked to her earlier in the week.had moved to a new apartment, so that’s why we were meeting at the hotel on Saturday night. That was the first day she had the apartment anddidn’t have the phone number. I was supposed to meet her when she was getting off work, and she would show me where she lived. She wasto be found so I stayed in a motel overnight and then looked some more. I didn’t know what to do. It wasn’t like her to just not show up.I came back to the city Sunday night without finding out anything, I don’t know why I didn’t cal the police. I was young, I guess.”’s older sister, Mary, told me, “Donna was always people’s favorite nurse. She used her credit card on Saturday [September 5, 1970] andto work that night. She worked from six at night to two in the morning. She was writing the log of the day at 1:45 A.M. (the last people she sawthe Bentleys from San Francisco). As it ended ‘complains of,’ [c/o], her pen just trails down the page, dragged from the last word she wrote tobottom of the page as if she had been interrupted. It was not signed.” Donna’s car was later found parked near her new apartment.unidentified male cal er rang Donna’s landlord and employer and said that she would not be returning because of il ness in the family. “Theyreceived a phone cal that she had an emergency at home,” said Jo Anne, “and when her boss cal ed home to her mom, she said, ‘There’s noness in the family. That cal is a lie.’ That’s when we knew. And we went there that night.” The family flew out from Sioux Fal s, South Dakota. “Weto San Francisco and Jo Anne met us at the airport and drove us to Tahoe,” said Mary. “And she had been up there to see Donna. I had beenvacation with Mom and my four little kids and we were there just two weeks before Labor Day. Then Jo Anne went up there to see her for Labor, and so we went up Sunday night. We couldn’t get a word out of anyone at the casino—where she was or what was going on. As for the police,wouldn’t even put it out as a missing person until forty-eight hours had passed. The police had been in the apartment and searched it. We wentup on the third of October and came back on Monday the fifth. There was someone Jo Anne and Donna were dating from Sacramento. Therea phone cal South Lake police had received from Sacramento, but he never cal ed back.” Jo Anne said, “Her sister had a private detectivethe investigation for years, but they never found her—ever! It was very strange.”

“What was real y strange,” Lynch told me, “is some guy came up to Val ejo P.D. one night and he was drunk. He said he had been trying to reportLass’s disappearance to SFPD, but apparently the guy was a heavy drinker and when he had gone there they’d thrown him out. He knewhad been a previous murder in Val ejo by the Zodiac so he came up here to report. I talked to him for a long time, but I can’t think of that guy’s. Or the name of the musician he thought was involved, but that orchestra was in Tahoe at the time this girl disappeared. They never found herthey? No.”was a tenuous Tahoe connection with Leigh Al en. A friend of Leigh’s had bought a hotel there, and Leigh might have been visiting him theLass vanished. And I found a connection to the 1963 murders of Robert Domingos and Linda Edwards near Santa Barbara. “Donna left Sioux, went to Minneapolis,” said Mary, “then went to Santa Barbara and worked. They took this doctor east to this big convention, and when sheback she went to San Francisco to Letterman General. The pay was good, but she got awful y tired of the hours—weekends, nights. Herfrom Santa Barbara had moved up there to Lake Tahoe. ‘Oh, we have the perfect job for you. Come on up and join us and live with us.’ Andthat’s what she did for the summer.”“Personals” in the Chronicle I spotted this ad:

“ZODIAC, We offer a National and interested forum to hear your story as you wish it told. Would like to interview you with complete. Contact THE AQUARIAN AGE magazine 270 World Trade Center, SF 94111.”gave a local number and stationed a worker by the phone in case Zodiac should cal. The worker might stil be waiting., January 19, 1981Mulanax and I drove to Blue Rock Springs, I watched storm clouds sweeping in from the San Pablo Bay. “Most of them I’d get a specimen ofhandwriting,” said Mulanax, explaining how he processed Zodiac suspects, “and have Morril check it out. Either that or the physicalwas so far off in age or some such thing where it couldn’t logical y be the suspect.”

“You mentioned this Tommy ‘Lee’ Southard?” I said.laughed. “That Southard,” he replied, “was one of the early suspects. A serviceman at Mare Island, as I recal. I didn’t investigate him.and Rust conducted the investigation on him. Six weeks or a couple of months after this [Blue Rock Springs] shooting happened they camewith him. He looked pretty good for a while.”

“Southard lived at home with his mom,” Lynch added, “and wore thick-lensed glasses. He also lived downtown in an apartment. We had acase on the guy and I tackled him at a restaurant. He was a real oddbal. He cut his wrists when I arrested him, and was later kil edin a bar shooting on Virginia Street.”raced down to Napa after the stabbings at Lake Berryessa and rang up the police from a pay phone only four-and-one-half blocks frompolice station. Narlow found the location intriguing. “A guy here in Napa is very proficient at making bombs,” he told me, “and happens to tradethe barbershop directly across the street from the booth where the cal was made.” Police technician Hal Snook, rushed in his dusting of a wetprint on the receiver (he was needed at Lake Berryessa), feared botching the job. He used a combination of a hot light and blow-drying tothe process, got some prints from the phone booth8 and sent them to the FBI. Tommy Lee Southard was the first they tried to match. TheIdentification Division replied on October 23, 1969:

“Seven latent fingerprints, three latent palm prints and one latent impression which is either a fingerprint or a partial palm print appear in theand are of value for identification purposes. We compared those prints to Thomas Leonard Southard—no identificationeffected. We could not rule him out conclusively since we do not have his palm prints.”prints recovered from the Lake Berryessa victim’s Karmann Ghia were compared with the comparable areas of the latent prints. Again nowith Southard was effected. The FBI tested the Napa phone booth’s prints against Zodiac’s first letter to the Val ejo Times-Heraldsomeone’s prints were recovered from that letter. The prints did not match the car, cab, or booth fingerprints. Or Southard’s., May 15, 1981&I in Sacramento became the clearinghouse for al future Zodiac investigations. A decade earlier Paul Avery, in a confidential memo to his, Abe Mel inkoff, had suggested just such a centralization. Toschi at the time had already been concerned about Avery. “I think he wants tomore than an investigative reporter,” he told me. “I think he eventual y wants to run this investigation.” Toschi was right:

“I met with Attorney General [Evel e J.] Younger for 45 minutes,” Avery wrote confidential y, “outlined the Zodiac case in some detail andto him that the State DOJ take over and coordinate the investigation of the case by forming a special Zodiac Squad made up offrom the various cities and counties which have actual or highly possible Z murders.” Three days later Avery sent Younger a resumethe case, writing that “I am eager to begin assisting in the formation of your ‘Zodiac Squad’ and to plan its direction.”a multitude of jurisdictions, counties, and departments were involved, their records had to be gathered and reorganized. Many files were, scattered over the state, hidden in basements and attics or taken away as mementos. Inspector Deasy personal y drove the SFPD’s filesSacramento. On May 15, at 7:11 A.M., police and FBI agents arrested David Carpenter as the Trailside Kil er at his San Francisco home. Thismurderer shot and stabbed hikers on Mount Tamalpais above the Golden Gate, at Point Reyes Seashore, and in the Santa Cruz. Interestingly, Carpenter had hinted to accomplices that he was Zodiac—an intriguing possibility. Photos of Carpenter from 1969 withand crew cut bore a striking resemblance to Zodiac’s wanted poster. Carpenter had been in prison when some Zodiac letters were. But during the Trailside attacks police had ruled Carpenter out as a suspect because state computers listed him as being in jail. In reality,was living in a halfway house and walking the streets of downtown San Francisco.riddle—the inoffensive ex-convict stuttered badly, while the Trailside Kil er did not. However, at his San Diego trial, Carpenter explained,

“When I sing [and he sang], I don’t stutter. When I whisper [and he whispered], I don’t stutter. When I get real y angry! [he roared] I don’t stutter!” Thedrew back in terror. Carpenter the Trailside Kil er was a different person than Carpenter under control. Perhaps Zodiac was someone else toohe wrote his letters—an inoffensive person who, from day to day, no one suspected.

“Another suspect, Mike, a six-foot-tal, eyeglass-wearing ex-Navy-man, had moved the day of the Blue Rock Springs murder,” Mulanax told me.

“He owned a 9-mm and a.45-caliber gun and, like Al en, worked at Union Oil. When he got too excited he would put his thumbs against his nosescream. Early on, we had been looking for a Taurus and Mike was a Taurus. His neighbor verified he was familiar with Lake Berryessa. Butwent nowhere. He did look good for awhile.”, October 8, 1981outside the FBI guessed the Unabomber existed. At the end of a sixteen-month period of inactivity, the nation’s first domestic terrorist struck.placed a bomb inside a large paper-wrapped parcel at Utah’s Bennion Hal, where it was safely defused. On an April morning fifteen years, when Ted Kaczynski was captured in a remote, snowbound Montana cabin, the Unabomber would become an important Zodiac suspect. Itnot hard to see why.

“I was the first one to do that story,” Rita Wil iams, KTVU-TV Channel Two reporter, told me. “I did it like a week after he was arrested. I got theguy out in Walnut Creek to look at Kaczynski. These FBI guys I knew were laughing at me—‘Oh, there’s no way. It can’t be.’ I said, ‘Come, he real y fits as Zodiac. That strange family, mathematical mind... chemical bombs... ’”implication was that Zodiac had vanished because he had become the Unabomber. Here are reasons why that might be true. Both werebomb-makers. Both mailed police taunting letters with too much postage, boasted of their intel igence, and promised dire consequences ifwords were not published. The Unabomber wrote the Times, threatening to bring down a California jetliner with a bomb, then admitted it was

“a joke.” Zodiac promised to blow up a school bus with an electronic bomb, but rescinded his promise.had been a professor at UC Berkeley from 1967 to 1969, when Zodiac became active. Ted resigned June 30, 1969, and Zodiac firstthe Chronicle a month later. The Unabomber exploded his first confirmed bomb on May 26, 1978, and a month afterward Zodiac al egedlyhis last letter. Kaczynski wrote the San Francisco Examiner a month later. The two wore military gear—the Unabomber military fatigues,a Naval costume. Both used disguises, a hooded sweatshirt, a hood. Inexplicably, there were times when the Unabomber and Zodiacstopped writing and kil ing. Both were asexual beings with dominant mothers and absent fathers. Both understood the complexities of code.is nothing more than mathematics and Kaczynski was a bril iant mathematician. At Berryessa the surviving victim reported that Zodiacto be an escaped convict from either Colorado or Deer Lodge, Montana. Deer Lodge lay sixty miles from where Kaczynski eventual y builtisolated cabin in Lincoln, Montana., equal y compel ing reasons convinced me that Kaczynski was not Zodiac. In 1978, the Unabomber, in his guise as the “Junkyard,” was using match heads and rubber bands to create his bombs. Nine years earlier Zodiac had mailed the Chronicle electronic andbomb diagrams far more sophisticated than the Unabomber’s a decade later. Would Zodiac regress and lose the ability to createbombs? More than likely, by 1978, he would be building better bombs. The Unabomber remained unknown for so long because he didn’tthe press. The publicity-hungry Zodiac always used his murders to gain publicity immediately afterward. The Unabomber wrote the Examiner, himself as “FC.” Zodiac, with few exceptions, took pains to identify himself as Zodiac, and verified his identity by providing confidentialor pieces of bloody evidence.Unabomber targeted groups—computer experts and salesmen, behavioral modificationists, geneticists, engineers, and scholars. But hiswere delivered in such a way that anyone could have opened them. In 1987, he left a bomb in a Salt Lake City parking lot for anyone to find.’s targets were always specific with rigid requirements. He stalked his victims—young lovers, students by lakes on special days—with aweapon each time. Kaczynski was obsessed with wood and wood-related names, while Zodiac was obsessed with water and water-names. Kaczynski loved nature—he apologized to a rabbit for shooting it. Zodiac loved to hunt animals and progressed to people as wild. In 1967 Kaczynski was in Ann Arbor at the University of Michigan getting a second doctorate when three Riverside letters were written byand postmarked in Riverside. In 1971, Kaczynski moved to Lincoln, Montana, and was living there when Zodiac letters at that time carriedArea postmarks. Zodiac’s excessive postage was engendered by a rush for publicity, while the Unabomber’s stamps served two uses. Theand subject of the stamps were a numerical code indicating the type of bomb inside and a symbolic statement. The second use was to directflow of the parcel. Overposting made certain the package would not be returned to the fictional sender; too little postage insured that the bombrevert to the return address—the actual target, a scientist on the Unabomber’s hit list.physical appearance of Zodiac and inner workings of his mind present the biggest differences between him and the Unabomber. Zodiac,

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