Sword and Scale - Episode 107

Episode Date: February 4, 2018

The human mind can go to such depths of depravity that, for the average well-adjusted person, it’s hard to even imagine. Kevin Ray Underwood’s mind was so far gone that his sexual fantasies started to include cannibalism.When 10-year-old Jamie Rose Bolin went missing, both of her parents lives were utterly destroyed. Little did they know that Jamie was literally just a few doors away in the same apartment building, and they were likely sitting there the moment she was killed.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Sort and scale contains adult themes and violence and is not intended for all audiences Listener discretion is advised When it started off as cannibalism You know just the You know wanted to know what what it tasted like and just thought of eating some wine. It was appealing to me. Welcome to Season 5, Episode 107 of Sword and Scale, a show that reveals that the worst monsters are real.

You know, you never really know who your neighbors are. You really don't. You don't know what's happening just a few yards away or even just a few feet away. Just beyond the labyrinth of metal studs and drywall and electrical conduits. Oftentimes it's pretty benign, just another human being living their life, slowly aging, watching television, paying their taxes. But every now and then, what's next door is the embodiment of all of our greatest fears, something that is no longer a person, but a true monster. When the psychological development of a human being has taken a wrong turn, a turn that signifies a choice has

been made, a turn from which there is no going back, and the only outcome will be the stuff of nightmares. Before we get into it, a little housekeeping. So we've gotten early access to some of Apple's new stats. I won't bore you with the details. But what we did notice that really stood out is that most of you turn off the podcast as soon as you hear the beginning of outro music. And you often miss out on any information we have for you at the end of the show. So what we're going to do is tell you everything we need to upfront.

Like join our Facebook, Twitter and Instagram, leave us a review on Apple podcasts, check out Sword and Scale.com for daily stories about murder and mayhem, and help support the show by throwing a few bucks our way on Patreon. Okay, that's it for now. Now sit tight, because this story will piss you off. I was drinking a lot during that time and just I don't know, looking for something to find some fulfillment, some pleasure. And I acted on my fantasies and that's where everything went wrong. This is The Voice of Jeffrey Lynal Dahmer.

Did you ever tell yourself, I have to stop this. the voice of Jeffrey Lionel Dahmer. Dahmer would rape, kill, mutilate, and eat his victims, often participating in sexual acts with their dead bodies. Before the second time, things had been building up gradually, going to bookstores, going to the bars, the gay bars, bath clubs. When that wasn't enough, buying sleeping pills and using it on various guys in the bath clubs. It just escalated slowly but surely. And after the second time which was not planned it was out of control, felt like it was out of control. Were you relieved to be arrested? Part of me

was and part of me wasn't. Explain. I don't know. It's like I don't believe I have a split personality, but you know the feeling where you're sort of glad about something, but on the other hand, you're not. That's how it was. It was a relief not to have to keep such a gigantic secret that I had kept for so many years. And once I saw that I had no choice but to face it, I decided to face it, head on and make a full confession.

I decided to face it head on and make a full confession. So I am glad that the secrets are gone. On July 22, 1991, police officers searched his apartment discovering, among other things, seven human skulls. Jelly jars filled with human remains, a freezer filled with body parts, severed penises, and multiple human torsos dissolving in a tub of acid.

Jeffrey Dahmer was sentenced to 15 life terms in prison in 1992. He was later given a 16th life sentence, and in 1994 he was beaten to death by fellow inmate Christopher Scarver. For many of you, this is probably a familiar story. Jeffrey Dahmer is, after all, one of the most infamous killers in American history. But most of you probably haven't heard the story we're about to tell. And once you've heard it, you'll understand just exactly why we brought up Jeffrey Dahmer. The story takes place in the small town of Purcell, Oklahoma. The self-proclaimed heart

of Oklahoma Purcell maintains a population of over 6,000 people. It's a small town in middle America. The kind of place where you might want to settle down and raise a family. It's a place where a elementary school, Jamie Rose Bowlin moved to Purcell with her father, Curtis Bowlin, who worked as an auto mechanic. Jamie was born on August 7, 1995 in Edmund and grew up in Dibble, Oklahoma before moving to the Purcell Park Apartments Complex. Jamie Rose's mother, Jennifer, or Jenny, as she was called, worked as a truck driver out of Oklahoma City about a 45-minute drive north from Purcell. Curtis and Jenny had been separated for years. In the spring of 2006, 10-year-old Jamie Rose was finishing up the 5th grade at Purcell

Intermediate School. Her family members reported that Jamie Rose enjoyed singing, writing for wheelers, sowing and watching movies. According to her dad, Curtis, Jamie Rose was a good reader and had won many awards for it. He was also proud of, in his words, Jamie Rose's willingness to give herself to others. The cheerful 10-year-old girl was frequently seen by her neighbors biking around the apartment complex. In April of 2006, Jamie Rose's mother Jenny had been away from her daughter for a couple of months, working long hours as a truck driver.

Because of this, she was looking forward to seeing her daughter that month, and was planning to take Jamie Rose Easter egg hunting. But on Wednesday, April 12, just four days before Easter, Jenny experienced a parent's worst nightmare. Jenny was on the road in Arizona when she received a call from Curtis, Jamie Rose's father. She pulled her truck onto the shoulder and Curtis told her that Jamie had gone missing. Upon receiving that call, Jenny would later say, when he told me, it felt like I stepped outside myself. I freaked out. That day, Wednesday, April 12th, Jamie Rose had been playing a computer game with a friend

after school in the school library. Jamie Rose left the library on her bike, waving goodbye to her friend as she headed home. But when Curtis Bowlin arrived at the apartment, Jamie was not there. Jamie Rose Bowlin was reported missing that night. The following evening on Thursday, April 13, 2006, police issued an amber alert. Within 48 hours of Jamie Rose going missing, a statewide search was being conducted to find her. After police set up a checkpoint near the apartment complex, they zeroed in

on a possible suspect. On Friday, April 14, 26-year-old Kevin Ray Underwood was stopped at a road block. Police noticed that he was acting strangely, and they decided to search Kevin Underwood's apartment. Authorities followed suspicions to Underwood's apartment. Police documents show the arriving officers were told to quote, go ahead and arrest me. She's in there. I chopped her up. They found Jamie Rose's body inside a plastic storage bin. In Kevin's bedroom closet, investigators pulled out a large plastic tub.

They opened it to find the lifeless body of Jamie Rose Bowlin, unclothed and lying next to a blood soaked towel. Jamie Rose's body was found in the Purcell Park apartments, Kevin Underwood's apartment where the body was found, was one floor below and across the breezeway from Curtis and Jamie Rose Bowlands apartment. After two days of searching the entire state, Jaime Rose's family was forced to confront the realization that Jamie Rose had likely been within feet of her own apartment the whole time.

After the discovery, Jamie Rose's aunt Linda Childs would say, we could have been sitting there at the very moment he killed her, and that's an awful thing to think about. She went on to say that guy took a life that had just begun. Her daddy is not going to walk her down the aisle. She's not going to have babies. She's not going to get married. I mean, it's over for her. As Jamie Rose's grandmother put it, there will be too much money left at Christmas, and too few presents under the tree. Easter will have one less basket to make. Thanksgiving, too much turkey left over and not eaten. In August, one birthday cake and party will be unneeded. Jamie Rose's father left Perseul within weeks of his daughter's death to be closer to

his daughter's grave in Guthrie, Oklahoma. According to Jamie Rose's grandmother, Curtis' whole life revolved around Jamie Rose. He didn't go out in party, he didn't drink or smoke. This has probably destroyed him, she said. Jamie Rose's death would not only destroy her father's life. Jamie Rose's mother Jenny, who had been successfully battling a methamphetamine addiction, would blame herself for being on the road away from her child. Running down the road on 18 years, a life in motion, Jenny Bolin chose for 12 years.

I went to drive, I went to follow my goal was to drive a truck, I was my dream, since I was five years old, I wanted to drive a truck. So she left her three children with their fathers and found two things on the interstate, freedom and destruction. Meth, I was in the mess. I'm still fighting it. I was a year clean, almost of the day when Jamie died.

And I realized. Today, she faults her childhood dream for the nightmare, the death of her middle child. Could I blame for, I mean, not being home, not being there for my kids, and not being at it to save her? To save her from Kevin Underwood, a man she'd never seen until the first day of the murder trial.

And he had hair the same as Jamie's. You know, I said, going, how could he? He said he liked her. How could he do this? Jenny's not been a fighter. Says she'd rather run and hide. Keep on moving. But the memory of her feisty, 10-year-old redhead might just inspire her to stand still and

strong. Basically, I lost it. I call my mom up and I said, Mom, I want to be with Jamie. I want to go over what she's at. Basically, I lost it. I call my mom up when I said, Mom, I want to be with Jamie, I want to go where she's at. She needs me. And that's selfish to me to think that way because I've got two other girls, I've got to stay here for you know. But she knows in her heart she can't run from this.

Jamie Rose's death left a void that could never be filled. When a life is taken, nothing on this earth can restore it. Everyone that Jamie Rose knew and everyone she might have known would never again hear her singing or laughing. Whatever light Jamie Rose would have brought into our world over the course of her life was snuffed out on April 12th 2006 when she was only 10 years old. When Jamie Rose's body was found, it was covered in cuts and her neck displayed deep saw marks. According to news reports, the Oklahoma State Bureau of Investigation recovered duct tape, a computer, a videotape about a serial killer, a duffle bag, a dagger, a hacksaw, a wooden cutting board,

meat tenderizer, and barbecue skewers from Kevin Underwood's apartment. An autopsy showed that Jamie Rose had been struck over the head and that her neck had been slit from ear to ear. It also showed she'd been sexually assaulted. An autopsy revealed the cause of death to be exfixiation and blunt force trauma to the head. Persell police chief David Tompkins informed the public that investigators believe Jamie Rose had been hit several times with the cutting board, suffocated using duct tape and sexually assaulted after her death.

In his words, regarding a potential motive, this appears to have been part of a plan to kidnap a person, rape them, torture them, kill them, cut off their head, drain the body of blood, rape the corpse, eat the corpse, and dispose of the organs and bones. Kevin Ray Underwood was arrested and charged with Jamie Rose's murder. 10-year-old Jamie Rose Bowlin disappeared. They began searching for her and on April 14th, they say they had a suspect in her disappearance, Kevin Underwood. With his arrest in the search of his Priscilla apartment, police say they discovered a plot of one involving rape, torture, and cannibalism.

And by the time of Underwood's arrangement on April 17th, public emotion was overflowing. Again, Kevin Underwood is now charged with her murder, the death of 10-year-old Jamie Rose Bolin. Who could do something so depraved? Who was Kevin Ray Underwood? On April 14, 2006, Kevin Underwood made a detailed video taped confession to the killing of Jamie Rose Bowlin. And for the record, tell us your full name. Kevin Ray from Twold. We still have last name.

You here in DERWO-MD. And what is your date of Earth Kevin? 1219s and the 1219, 1979. Prior to what you just heard, Kevin had been read his Miranda rights out loud and waved his right to have an attorney present. Kevin agreed to talk to FBI agents Craig Overby and Martin Magg at the Purcell Police Department.

Agents Overby and Magg knew exactly how to keep Kevin talking by making him feel like he was the smartest person in the room. I was going to say some of the surprise me when I was talking, I was going to Ruppers second, you seem like a very intelligent person, just from the mind when I started talking to you. And you said, you have been to college for a couple of years, the dark side, that it's surprise me. I said, because this strikes me as a guy who's got a college in the very, just a year to mayhem, and the way you talk, you have good language skills, making better mind.

I sound a little country, because we're very articulate, very articulate. We didn't have any problem understanding. I always feel like I have a horrible accident. I didn't use to have much of an accident at all, but it seems like you've stolen the last two or three years away. I'm vocal skilled and going down him. You don't sound that way to me at all, I just have very smart. My vocabulary is not what once was. They make sure that Kevin is feeling comfortable, complimenting his manner of speech, and joking

with him, as he talks about the bumper stickers on his car. Is there any way that we can identify the vehicle of the tag number? Is there something in it that you can specifically say this vehicle is a sa Oh there's that bumper sticker, there's that back there. Where are those bumper stickers? One of them says anybody but Bush and uh, other one, because uh, US government philosophy, if it ain't broke, fix it till it is. We don't hold it against you. And then they start to test the waters a bit, asking about the location of Jamie Rose's bicycle. Where's the bicycle? You don't have a turn? I took it apart, but I mean it's a... It was just right under the bed. Oh, okay.

You took it apart, but it didn't. Oh, the... My main frame in the back wheel are under the bed and the rest of it's in. There's like a big, double bag in the closet in the air conditioner. That's where all the pieces are.

Oh, okay. After Kevin makes it clear that he's willing to talk, they try to soften him up with a few more vanity questions. You see yourself in like a rider. I always wanted to be that I just didn't really have the skin on him. I haven't ridden anything in years. Are you ever a journalist? You know where you were in the right journals? Where you that type of guy?

The right type of guy. You taught a journal. Now I do have a blog, an online journal thing I write in. I've been writing it. I've been in a couple of lines. But when write in, I mean, wrote it, I mean a couple of lines. But when you were writing your blog, what would you write? What kind of, what would you do?

Mainly just, mainly just, I mean, like, what happened to be there in the day? Like, I love the R.E. Yeah, pretty much. Okay. This blog, Kevin's online diary, stretches out over the course of nearly four years, and contains more than a thousand entries. We track down all of Kevin's blog posts beginning in September of 2002, and ending in April of 2006, the month during which Kevin murdered Jamie Rose Bowlin.

These posts show the gradual evolution of a lonely, isolated, yet harmless individual, into someone capable of rape and murder. Kevin's first post reads as follows. September 10, 2002. The day before the anniversary of the terrorist attacks on America. And I say, who gives a fuck? I'm sick of hearing about it. I was sick of hearing about it a week after it happened. I liked the coverage of it at first, because it was entertaining.

But after a few days of it, it got boring. They say there's a good chance of another attack of some kind tomorrow. Now, I'm not hoping they attack. I'm not going that far. But if they do, let's just say I'll be watching the news coverage of it for the entertainment value. He goes on to misattribute a Joseph Stalin quote to Adolf Hitler. But you get the point.

He's apparently not on the internet to make friends. Thanksgiving 2002 he posts, and January of 2003 he brings up depression for the first time. Kevin returns to this topic frequently on his blog, and in his confession, Kevin would blame some of his fantasies on his depression medications. Just so there isn't any confusion, depression should not be treated as a scapegoat for his actions.

Depression alone does not make someone a danger to others. Wednesday, January 8th 2003. I really got to do something, get some pills or something. I've been so depressed the last couple of months and it just keeps getting worse every day. And especially every night. I haven't had a decent night's sleep in over a week. I think it's so depressed at nights I can't even get to sleep anymore. My lie there, deeply depressed, or crying half the night, has always been a cryer my whole life. People who know me may be surprised by that, because I usually don't show any emotions

as little as I possibly can. It's the same old crap that's depressing me. I'm very lonely, and no one wants me. I would love some human contact, even in a non-sexual, just friendly way. I hardly ever touch anyone, and no one touches me. About the only human contact I have in my life is when people walk past and accidentally bump into or brush against me. When I hand people their change at work, that's basically the only contact in my life. Sometimes when I'm in a bad mood or something, I don't want to touch or be touched. But the rest of the time, my mind and body are both starved for a little human contact.

I only hug two girls that were not relatives in my entire life. And another thing that bothers me is, of course, the whole sex and relationships thing. I'm 23, and I've only had sex once. I've only been out with one girl and that wasn't anything really serious. If she didn't consider herself my girlfriend and if I accidentally suggested such a thing she got angry, we just went out four times on pretty lame dates. I've never had a real relationship with a real girlfriend, someone who loved me. Friday, January 24th, 2003. I'm tired.

It's time for bed. My face hurts. I've been practicing smiling partly as part of my attempts to develop a better attitude. I never smile. I hardly know how to smile, and partly because of the benefits. Smiling supposedly makes you feel better and all that. Thursday, February 6, 2003 So my skills in every area are gone or failing, and that I think is the best explanation for why I am the way I am, why I live this pathetic life. I have no skills of any kind, I have become a useless lump of flesh, not capable of

contributing anything to society. It's a horrible feeling really. My life is slowly disappearing. Sunday, June 29, 2003. Damn it, I hate this. I let my guard down for a second, and now I'm all depressed again. I thought I was finally safe. And then I could handle it now. But I was wrong.

I've been ignoring the source of the problem for some time now, and was fine. But now I stopped ignoring it and distracting myself from it. And it got to me again. Tuesday, April 12, 2003. My mom saw one of those TV commercials for Zilloft, and one of those depression medicines. It was all talking about social anxiety disorder, and now she's figured out that that's what's wrong with me,

even though I've been saying that for years. I know that that's what's wrong with me. So now she's trying to get me to go get some medication for it. But I don't want medication for it. That's why I never went to the psychiatrist years ago, like I've been planning to. I knew they'd just give me pills. I don't want pills.

I shouldn't have to take pills just to live a normal life like everyone else. I should be able to do it on my own. Actually, I have been thinking about it though. I've got to do something. I can't live like this much longer. I have to do something about it. Cool. The fifth element is on. It's one of my favorite movies. I have it on tape and I've seen it dozens of times. Meal at Jovevich is hot. Sunday, August 17, 2003.

Even masturbation sounds boring. Of course, that lost its fun years ago. Now it's basically just a habit. Once again, put it bluntly, I really need some pussy. Actually, it's more than that. I don't just need sex. I need a girlfriend, a real relationship. Love and shit like that. Even simpler than that, I need to be touched, and I don't mean in a sexual way. But no one ever touches me, and I don't touch that. Even the simplest touch is the hardest thing for me. A dream of being hugged."

Tuesday, September 16, 2003. Here's a funny conversation I had with Melissa. Melissa is a girl that lives in California that I met online and I've been friends with for over five years now. Melissa. Hmm, I'm hungry. What did you have for dinner tonight? Kevin. Children. Melissa. Laughing my fucking ass off. Kevin. LOL, not really. I had meatloaf. Made out of children. Monday, September 22nd, 2003.

My parents are trying to talk me into getting some zooloft again. They said that I have to do something. I'm going to take them at least for a little while, at least until I am able to get a good job or something. They said that if I went to the doctor, they'd even pay for the pills. I'm going to have to go, I guess. It's getting worse. The last couple of times I've went, I've gotten even more nervous and embarrassed than usual. The last couple of times I've went to a store, I've almost passed out while

waiting in line at the checkout. Thursday, February 12, 2004. I'm thinking about getting this girl flowers for Valentine's Day, but I don't know if roses would be a bit too much since there's nothing between us at this time. Maybe I should get her some other kind of flowers. Maybe I should just kill everyone. Maybe I should just go watch some porn. Tuesday, February 17th, 2004. Last night I also bought that Rob Zombie movie, the House of a Thousand Corpses. It was pretty cool, but not quite what I expected. First, I expected

it to be a lot campier and weirder, and also more extreme. The movie was actually pretty tame compared to what I was hoping to see. And there was no cannibalism. For some reason, I was expecting and hoping to see cannibalism. Tuesday, February 24th, 2004. Hurray for sex. Not that I've had any lately. I just felt like cheering for it. Yep, sex would sure be nice. Monday, March 22nd, 2004. I'm bored. I considered going to a strip club tonight, but I probably won't, though I would really

like to see some breasts. I'm horny enough without being teased by half-naked women, gyrating in my face, though. I dreamt about sex all last night, and woke up super horny. I'm just glad I didn't have to work this morning. Yes, I realize how pathetic I am, and I'm more or less fine with it. If only girls would give me a chance, most of them would be really glad they did. On Tuesday, August 10, 2004, he posted an original poem. Upon dying, and now that I stand with a foot in each realm, the scales have fallen from

my eyes, and I see all the splendors that life has to give. The flaming chariots of the gods encircle the heavens, and the earth is bathed with light. No, I will not die as I have lived. I will not quake and tremble. I shall not bow to the heavy loads of fear and anxiety. I shall go out screaming. I shall claim what's mine. Upon dying, I found that I had been dead all along."

On Thursday, August 31, 2004, he simply filled out a internet quiz. 1998 and I still don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do with my life. Worst feeling? Well, I've lived most of my life suffering from depression and social anxiety, so I'd have to say that's one of the worst feelings. Being so nervous around people you can barely leave the house. Are you a virgin? No. If not, do you wish you were still? No. I wish I'd had lots more sex than I have. Have you ever talked to yourself constantly? Wanted to die? Yes. Been beaten up pretty much constantly for the first 16 years of my life. Killed someone in your thoughts constantly. Wednesday, September 29th, 2004. Yesterday, I was really depressed the entire day. I was so depressed. It was one of those times where I'm so depressed that my chest hurts. I wonder if that happens to anybody else.

When I get really depressed, that happens to me. Like usual, the main thing I've been getting depressed about lately is my lack of a sex life. I mean it. I really need a girlfriend. It's not just depressing anymore, it's actually starting to have a negative effect on my mental state, I think. For example, my fantasies are just getting weirder and weirder, dangerously weirred. If people knew the kinds of things I think about anymore, I'd probably be locked away.

No probably about it, I know I would be. Sunday October 17, 2004 Quiz results. Are you sadistic or masochistic? You are sadistic. You enjoy inflicting pain upon others to gain sexual satisfaction. Are you an angry person by any chance? Hmm, maybe a little.

I've never tried it. It might be fun, as long as it's consensual. Monday, February 28th, 2005. God, I'm so depressed. I haven't been this depressed in a couple of years. I've been really depressed about the last three days now. I wish I had something to do besides just sit here at home on the computer all day. I wish I had something to do. I wish I could go out and meet people and stuff, but most of all I wish I had a girlfriend." Thursday, September 8, 2005. At the end of a lengthy post describing his battle with

depression and social phobia, Kevin wrote, Friday, February 3, 2006. for why I am the way I am, from an unquoted source. It is not difficult to understand how children who have suffered from malnutrition or starvation need food and plenty of care if their bodies are to recover, so they can go on to lead normal lives. If however, starvation is severe enough, the damage will be permanent, and they will suffer physical impairments for the rest of their lives. Likewise, children who are deprived of emotional nurturing require care and love if their sense of security and self-confidence is to be restored.

However, if love is minimal and abuse is high, the damage will be permanent and the children will suffer emotional impairments for the rest of their lives. Thursday, April 13, 2006 at 4.41 pm, the day after he murdered Jamie Rose Bowlin. Kevin shared a link to an article titled Fossil's Fill Human Evolution Gap. His caption read, The Missing Link Found At Last. think found at last. We're not a good back. We've had a day just kind of with panway and way. I mean, I just took everybody, cut by a surprise, I think. We were definitely surprised. We were shocked. We were discovering with you, and it was a complete surprise to both of us. But we think, you know, I think at some point you realize you had a big, right thing until what happened.

Why don't you go right back from the very start? When did this kind of follow first occurred to you? Maybe do something like this. How long has it been with you? A couple of months, probably. I was telling one of the guys earlier. I don't know if it has anything to do with medication, I'm wondering a lot, but because it started about the same time I went back on it, the first time you were all that you had that problem.

You know, I had the first time I took an medication a year or two ago, you know, seemed fine, but then, I went to the half-court, I'm not gonna have to go back on the gear, but ever since I started taking the end, I've just been eating constantly just for the minute I get home to the minute I go to sleep and eat, I came probably 20, 30 pounds in the last month, and about the same time I just seemed like starting having all these weird fantasies and everything. When you take the first time in your life, and we understand this, I mean, what you experience is nothing unusual. There are some people that fantasize,

you know, about different things, that, for instance, one guy in my fantasies being with three different women, and that's kind of what turns them on. And some people, their fantasies, may go a little more behind. Some people, they might fantasize about handcuffs, and some might have sex. And it may be progressed a little bit, but when you first think you start having, you know, fantasies of this nature, was it as a teenager that the Jesus is? You know, it was all recently. I mean, describe what your fantasy is for the record.

When it started off as cannibalism, you know, just the, you know, I wanted to know what it tasted like and just the thought of eating, you know, someone, you know, was appealing to me. But then it kept kind of evolving from eggs. I'm sexually frustrated. I haven't had sex for years. It started off as cannibalism and kept evolving from there. I'll tell you the thing about my personality is I'm a kind of guy. I have a beer the same way but like in all of us I have things in a certain way. I'm not putting things in a certain place. Are you a planner? Are you a guy that likes to plan?

You're not really. I certainly plan this out of me. I've been thinking about it for at least a month. Now it wasn't specifically the girl you questioned or what? No, I just told the guy earlier, could have really been anyone, not an age. It wasn't necessarily a pedophile, but neither, I mean, age, and even gendered in you really, actually, to me. I just, first I just wanted to basically

to eat someone and then it turned into, well I'm at it, I'm gonna, you know, get off, you know, have sex with it. Were you gonna have sex before or after or about it? Well my plan, my original plan, the way I had envisioned it all going was, I was gonna just like grab them and I was just any person. Yeah, I just, what do I did? Kind of favor this girl a little head singer and I was like, you know, I was kind of like a wide river like her but then as I saw her more and more, I, you know, I think now I can't hurt her. You know, she's nice. I know her too well.

I can't hurt her. She's nice. I know her too well. You've been through my brother record. I didn't even know until this happened. It was a Jamie Bowling or something like that. How did you learn it for a name? In this paper, his name. I didn't even know her name until today. You've been in a counselor of the misnipers description of Jamie Bowling, the same girl that we're talking about for the purpose of the person. It seems like I had no idea she was 10. I would have sworn she was probably 12 to 15. Okay, she just for the record described it before you continue on. Describe her?

Yeah, her physical capacity. She was, you know, I had thin red hair, kind of glasses. She was a little chubby and where did she live? Upstairs and across. You know, the apartment number.

I was born in 15s, maybe two. I think like two, 13. But it was up and across. Yeah, upstairs and across the hall. I just don't make sure I was clear on that. He'd go ahead and read Mr. Riverby's questions. I was your mayor, the way first told. Did we mention her?

He said, you know, I could never hurt the trustee of my sister. Was that what did you say then? Was that true or were you trying to throw us all? Or that was, yeah, more or less something I thought of after I already did it. You thought that you could tell us later here at were a rascal, I could never do this because she kind of looks like my sister, anyway. Kevin planned ahead of time to tell investigators that he could not have murdered Jamie Rose

because she looked like his sister. Media coverage of cases like this tends to be littered with euphemisms and vague characterizations, and that's understandable, given that some details are too graphic for their audiences. But that's not what we do here at Sword & Scale. We explore everything that is available to us. We present brutal realities, and we expose who men like Kevin Ray Underwood really are. Because what you're about to hear during the rest of this confession goes beyond what you might expect from a typical Sword and Scale episode.

Any members of our audience who are sensitive to graphic descriptions of torture, rape, and extreme acts of violence towards children should consider stopping at this point. In the following segment, Kevin is asked what he planned on doing. Now, I'll go back to the plan. You had the handcuffs with that key. Yes, what I was going to do is I was going to, you know, I said, the inkmen there, the strata, and if it was a kid, I was going to make them sit there and watch some porn. And then I was going to have sex with them.

And then were you trying to make it turn them all over the porn, make it voluntary? I was hoping that would happen, but I knew you'd figure it out probably wouldn't. So you said that you would have to do it by force? Yeah, most likely. And then, after the sex, it would turn into a violent. I'd start a tortuant in a little stuff like that. How would you torture them? In your fantasies, what would you do? Sticking large objects in their anus, causing them to pain that way. I had some long

barbacue skewers I bought, I was going to book through their sheets. I've got a, in that bag of porners also a Barbie doll hat I found on the ground a while back that I stuck some needles in. It kind of illustrates what was in my fancy. It had like some needles in its cheeks and some nails in its eyes, but I wasn't in town doing that because the torture was kind of a light addition because at first I wanted the body to be pretty much unharmed because what I was going to do after that then was I was going to, while they were still by the gag, I was going to while they were still by the gag, I was going to drape them over the bath time and cut off their head and then hang them there and let them bite off right now to get them drained out and I was going to keep the body around for a

couple days. I was going to set the head on my desk so it could like watch me and you know keep the corpse in my bed sleeping with it having sex with it for a day or two and then I was going to start butchering them cooking the the jibani pasta these special things for that just the barbecue skewers and some meat tenderizer powder and hacksaw to cut open the head to get to the brain because I wanted to eat the brain and the heart and some of the organs. It's been my experience that a lot of people who like or think about those kind of things

maybe experiment with animals, if you're a experimental animal. No, I told the guy earlier in fact, you know this've got to say, this is just entirely against my nature. If I told him I'm not really religious, but what beliefs I do have would be pretty much best described as Buddhist. I didn't even like stepping on bugs. I didn't believe in violence or anything until this happened. Now after you chugged the head off, maybe cooked them instantly. What would you continue on from there?

Well, then it went into your disposing of the body. I was probably going to keep the skull. But then we know how's it going to pretty much eat everything, except for some of the organs and those I figured I could put it in trash back and probably throw away without too much chance of getting caught. So basically all it would be left was bones. And I was going to try to break the bones up in a couple of pieces so they wouldn't

be as visible and dump them in a ditch somewhere. Or if, you know, then, well, that was my original plan. That's what I wanted to do. But, you know, had it you ever write a year or a stay on your computer? Yeah, but you know, they're going to have three computer really good. Yeah, I know, yeah. I already deleted. I could soon as, I never had anything wrote down, but I already deleted one of the porn stuff off of my computer after this happened. Yeah, as soon as the cops started sniffing around,

like asking. So all the porn's there, but I had a lot of, in the last couple of months, I'd been to a bunch of, you know, there's a lot of websites out there where you can download like crime scene photos, like I killed that body and stuff like that. And I had a fairly a bunch of other websites out there where you can download crime scene photos, like I killed that body and stuff like that. And I had a fairly large collection of those. I deleted all of those.

And I never had any child porn on it. But, and it might still be on there, because I think I put it in a different directory than the rest of the porn. I had just a couple of four or five pictures I downloaded from my children's swimwear catalog of like the 10 year old girls who swimsuits. That's close to either end

like any child pornography or anything. In addition, investigators also recovered photos of female bodies taken during autopsy's and online chat logs, including a conversation in which Kevin told a friend about wanting to create a children's book that portrayed anal sex. Kevin's cannibalism fantasy was also fueled by the internet.

You know what I mean? It wasn't something I was, I mean, you know, I was kind of interested in your kind of curious as to what I'm taste like and, you know, it kind of aroused me. You're kind of masturbated to some of the pictures because I mean there was this website I found out and I don't even remember what it is now. Where you download lots of like fake computer graphic images of like women on spits and stuff like that

and you know cooking over fire or whatever. And you found this actually aroused me. Yeah I'm very. But it was the thought of killing someone though at the same time. In my mind, it was like, I'd only do it. If the woman wanted to die and wanted me to eat her, I wouldn't go out and kill so many or murder strong, I wouldn't ever murder someone. That's from the way I thought of the time.

But I've been in certain internet horns for probably 12, 13 years. And there's a lot of weird stuff on the internet. And so as the years went by, I just kind of got desensitized to normal porn. You just had to keep going after like harder and harder course stuff until it finally got to kind of this cannibalism point. And then here recently after that I started to, you know, kind of seriously think about it and you know, develop an interest in these pictures of real death and cannibalism. If you're a red, go or grew some things. If you have a red psychology books or internet sites, and just out of curiosity, reading about people

like interests or to say, hey, somebody like me who, unlike wise people, who would get sexual ratifications out of Housebook animals, or viewing women on spirits, or anything like that. But that psyche I got loaded on, I call the fake pictures from. It was a message more mostly and picture, it was mostly text of the people, it's like here's this picture I made with my computer.

And it was so-as-all, like people with the same interests. And pretty much, probably 95% of them, from what they said on their anyway, were of the same mindset as me. You know, I would never do this But it's fun to fan size back. It's a fun fancy It's a you know, it's an interesting fancy that gets me off But I would never kill anyone and giving the chance I would probably not ever actually eat something You know as most of their opinions but Kevin started forming a plan to act on his sick fantasy. It was, well, I've been planning it, like I said, I've been planning it from unspying

so I'm trying to get the exact plan down of what I do and how I'm disposing that afterwards and that's the exact thing. And, well, like I said, I kind of wanted her, but it didn't really matter. I mean, that's to tell the truth. That's the main reason I was hanging out in front of my apartment is to watch all the kids and watch all the people coming to the Linus. I had pretty much planned all along to probably get a kid just mainly because they'd be easier to grab and easier to get rid of afterwards smaller and you'll put up less than the fight.

But there was a few, you know, kiddos of my age of age, you know, well, she's really attractive. I wouldn't mind, you know, killing an 8-net or an 7-sex, but they're not all that. It strikes me as fascinating that someone like this would sit there and confess to their horrible crime. There's no remorse whatsoever in his voice. So obviously he's doing this out of some sort of twisted version of vanity.

He wants to be seen as the monster he thinks he is, but instead he comes across as a sniveling little pathetic dweeb, who used the innocent life of a little girl for his own disgusting amusement. This man is not a monster. He's a piece of shit. And he deserves to be mocked. According to Kevin, age and gender didn't matter to him. He really didn't seem to care whom he killed, which life he took, as long as it would satisfy his desire.

Jamie Rose Bowlin had been in his apartment before, after she saw Kevin's pet rat and asked to pet it. The night before her death, she had borrowed Kevin's phone, trusting that it was safe to talk on the phone in her neighbor's doorway. And so, I had plenty of chances to get her, but, you know, like I said, every time I'd be thinking, you know, I'm going to do this, I'm going to get her, definitely hurt. Then I'd see her though and but no I can't hurt her. I mean that happened pretty much every kid that I kind of went

out of the last minute. But especially her because I kind of liked her. On Wednesday April 12th, Kevin had the day off from work. He spent the day running errands and returned home around 3.30 pm. When I got back home about 3.30, I noticed that the girls' bike was gone. She'd gone somewhere on her bike, which kind of struck me as odd, because most days it'd be closer to 3.45, 4 o'clock before she'd even show up coming home from school. And she walked from school. she walked home from school. I don't know why she didn't write her by, but so I knew that meant she'd come home.

And because a lot I really wanted to do, I kind of planned it for that day, but I mean, I've been planning it for like every day for like a month pretty much. I plan to get her as she walked in from school before she had a chance to even go upstairs and you know somebody to look like she never came home from school. That's what I wanted, but I was surprised that she'd already been upstairs and you

know come home and been upstairs and going in. So I hung her on waiting for her and about 10, 15 minutes after that, probably about 3, 4, 5 or so, something like that. She came back home just stuck her. She didn't change her bike up. She just propped it up against the stairwell there and went upstairs and came back down about four o'clock in a new outfit. She had changed clothes.

Yeah. Oh, the first time she came home before she went and changed clothes, you know, she stopped. She saw me stand there. You know, she was just like, oh, this is horrible. I had to, I came home from school and realized I forgot my house keys at home, had to go back and get them. And it's so hot today and I have to go up a big hill

and here she was just complaining about how hot she was. And she couldn't believe how hot it was around here. She said it, she didn't think it ever got that hot and double where she used to live. And then she went upstairs and came back down in a new outfit with a cup, a mug of ice milk, which the mugs also in the bag with the bicycle parts. And she came down again, started talking about her bike was still on lock right now. I was still sitting there on the lock, which was good because that had been my plan all along, just to take the bike too. So, you know, if I couldn't get her on a white horse from school to take the bike, so it

would look like she, you know, was out on her bike and got kidnapped or run off or something like that. Anyway, she came downstairs and was still, you know, she said, oh, there's nothing, when it's this hot, nothing good, like a good, you know, ice, glass of ice milk. And she, you know, kind of chatted for a minute and then asked to come inside and see Marat again. And she just sat there in the floor, looking at Marat. And, uh, about the only TV I ever watched is Cartoon's Cartoon Network and Nickelodeon and SpongeBob was on. So she was kind of sitting there watching that and we were talking about the show at all.

She was in my apartment probably in good 50 minutes. And after she'd been in there a few minutes, you know, when she first came in and I was like, oh no, it was my chance. But then I had to say, no, I can't do it. I just kind of struggled with myself the whole time she was in there. Was it struggling to hang right wrong? Well, or kind of both that and you know not wanting to get caught, but I was partly because you know you know I can't do this, I don't want to do it, but then you know I want to do this. And there's a little bit of fear like hey but there's a might get caught. Yeah, yeah I mean yeah that was a large part of the tube.

But anyway, then I even had all the stuff sitting there handy on that entertainment center right by my door. I'd had, you know, like for the last month, I'd had a piece of duct tape stuck there. So, you know, I could just grab it, slide the tape over there mouth. And also the handcuffs sitting there on the shelf. So, I can yank them in and restrain them up for them

for the time of the gallery. And also it would have been just two or three nights before that I'd you know suddenly thought of the uh there was mainly something I had reserved for if I did grab an adult substance of doing by trying to find something, I could hopefully hit him on the head and knock him out with. The best thing I had was a slightly heavy wooden cutting board in the kitchen. So I had that signal and entertainment center at time too. After she'd been in there a few minutes, I cut it. So it would be great if you had access right there, I had to do it.

Just kind of a yank of men black him over the head. But I hadn't planned on doing that if it was a kid, because if it was a kid, like I said, I wanted to keep them conscious and make them watch porn. You know, also, as they were watching the porn, you know, the pin you know, and how old they were, you know, like telling them what was going on. You're like, well, this is sex.

You know, the guy does this, the woman does this. You know, this is called an orgasm. You know, how I teach them. But, um, and hopefully they this is called an orgasm. You know, how I teach them, and hopefully they want to try it for themselves. Something like that. But anyway, then once you got in there, I kind of as I am, you know, it was more of the kind of regrets and fears.

And I was like, I better just knock her out. You know, knock her out and, you know, then, for a stranger while she's unconscious. You'll get a close off of everything while she's unconscious. And I even bought her with a porn and just gonna, you know, knock her out right there. So after she'd been there a few minutes, I kind of, you know, made my way around behind her

and was kind of standing behind her and watching, you know, talking to her and we're watching the show and kind of, you know, fighting with myself. I'd grabbed the, I, you know, reached out there once and grabbed the cutting board. And, you know, I put it down on the couch, I couldn't do it. And so, for like five minutes, I just stood there, you know, going back and forth, picking it up, putting it back down and saying, you know, and finally, I was just, you know, look, either do it or tell her to get the hell out of the apartment, you know.

Kevin arrives at a point in his confession where things seemingly could have gone either way. He was going to go through with it or he was going to tell Jamie Rose to leave. And at this point, it's impossible not to think, what if? What if he had told her to leave? What if he had let Jamie Rose live? But in that moment, Kevin made up his mind to take her life. And finally I did it. And you know, as soon as I hit her, what did she say when you hit her? That's something that's, you know, haunted me. For ever since it happened. I'm sorry, Nelly, I'm sorry. When she understood, you know, what is she sorry for?

She didn't do anything wrong. It's me, you know, I'm the one that should be sorry. She was just, you know, like, you know, Watterhead did many loud noise. If there was anyone home, you know, I mean, apparently no one had been home in the apartment next to me or above me or I would have been caught for sure. It did not hurt.

She started screaming. Kevin Ray Underwood crept up behind Jamie Rose while she was watching the TV. He repeatedly hit her in the head with a cutting board, but she didn't pass out. He grabbed her, wrestled her to the ground, and placed his hand over her mouth and nose. Suffocating someone isn't like what you see in the movies. After struggling, for 15 to 20 minutes, heaven thought she was dead, and placed duct tape

over her mouth and nose to make sure she didn't start breathing again. He then dragged Jamie Rose's lifeless body into his bedroom. I was just getting out of the way. You might sell out of the ground. I wouldn't have went out of the bed and tired of moving the pedals and everything. Now, that was the main, what I thought all along was like the main flaw in my plan, because it seemed, because with my plan to eat her and everything, the same way the bike was going to be a lot harder to dispose of the bike. After he brought Jamie Rose's bike into his apartment, Kevin assaulted her body and then brought it back

to the living room. And so I was going to drag her in there to the living room. But she, you know, big for a paper such as 110 pounds. I was having a hard time, you'll flop it over and roll it around and drag it around. So I decided just to that point. Well, that point, that was the reason I'd always wanted to, by a planet always been to behead them while they were alive, was seeing them say, the boy I knew

I could get all the blood out, I'm like you wouldn't when you go to your nanoma. And that way, so both of me wouldn't be body. And so when I put her in my bed hopefully she wouldn't leak any blood out of the bed and stuff. And so I was like well it's a lot closer and I don't want she's already been dead maybe 15-15 minutes and so I don't want the blood to get all clogged you hands so I'm just going to go ahead and drag her into the tub and behead her and then have sex with her body.

And I got her in there and dragged her aside of the tub, which I thought I was stronger than that, but I could barely get her up on that tub. And got a big knife. It was in a butcher knife. It's one of the knives in my collections. But it's the only knife in my collection, really. It's this big or an ape-like dagger. And it always seemed like it was pretty

sharp, so that's what I was going to use. And I got her in there and propped her over the tub, you know, over the, she was out of the tub, you know, just like her head, you know, over the edge, hanging into the tub. And I, you know, kind of got there, I put a rubber band in her hair, so it would be out of the way. And because I didn't even want to, like said, I wanted the body perfect and clean, I didn't want it to get blood on her hair. So I had to wash it and everything. And so I started sawing at her neck. I couldn't believe the amount of blood that came out of the girl that small.

And it was already all clotting and everything. Was it going down the drain room? So I had a bowl, a big white bowl. It's in the kitchen, I thought, how the microwave, I was gonna collect, you know, a lot of the bowl out of that, probably taste up it. And then, but then when it started coming out,

you know, it was, you know, pretty much hard to get to go where I wanted it. And I said, it was already all dark and quiet and gross, so I could anyway answer. You know, let's just go down the tub, I had the water run and it's almost caught the drain. It was aquatic already So you you had trouble solar hill. Yeah, yeah That's what you have to remember where I was. Yeah, I went you know, God I guess to respond

I just saw and saw and saw and could not get it lasted I was pretty much exhausted by the end and like I said, you know as soon as I hit or you know I wish I had started this but you know as soon as I hit it the first time, I was like, now it's too late for me to stop now. Yeah. That was the only reason I even went through it. And then I said, you know, I was discussing it first, but then once I was climbing down on top of her, holding her down, choking her, I got her rast. But so at this point, I was just discussing as I got this mass, because I couldn't even keep the body at the tub.

It was running down her and down inside of the tub into the floor. And you know, at this point, I just cleaned up this mass and get the body out of here. And I'm going to have sex with her. And I'm just already pretty upset. You know, I can't believe I did this, wish I hadn't did it. You know, wish I could take pretty upset. I can't believe I did this, wish I hadn't did it. You know, wish I could take it back. Right. And uh...

So at that point, did you start pick it up, coming up with a plan, that I won't get called? Yeah, I had to change all my plans, and since I was going to be a body. And where you think about how I'm going to dispose of the body, how I'm going to dispose of the bicycle. Yeah, that was... I had bought that big rubber-made container she's in. I had bought that specifically for this too, but not you would describe that for us since we don't have a picture of it here. I was just a big like, I think it was like 50 liter, big gray rubber-made container, I storage container with it, you know what it is. What is your about it?

It's been weeks. Probably one more, 34 weeks. Yeah, from the Walmart Super Center in Norway. It's you, and you bought it for the purpose of your plan. I bought it for the purpose of, because I said I wanted to keep the body around for a couple of days, but I wanted to still be able to eat it when I was done, so I didn't want it to go back want it to go bad. I wanted to get a nice chest, but they didn't really have any nice chest, big enough to put a kitty in that weren't like really expensive. So I just was like, well, I'll get a big container like this. It seals very fairly well and just keeps a bunch of bags of eye.

So at this point inside you're going to put it in the tub? So at this point inside you're going to put her in the tunnel? That container, I was behind. I call it a tunnel, I'm just. The plan all along for the disposal of the bones is to use that double bag thing. I was hoping I'd still get the body in there. I'd got her and realized, no, she'd made it to make for this. I liked it never even got her in that tub because,

because I, well, you know, was it? Was the double bag with it ball for this plane 30? No, I'd had the double bag for several years. OK. I'm sorry. Anyway, and you know, when I said from about four to, I was probably more like five to six 30. I was on my talking to the hero in California

while the, you know the half-beheaded corpse was sitting there and sitting up against the dog draining. While Jamie Rose Bowling's body was propped up against the tub in Kevin's bathroom, Kevin went online and chatted with his friend Melissa. Remember that as this conversation is taking place, a little girl's lifeless body is propped up against Kevin's bathroom tub. The conversation begins around 4.10 pm. Kevin.

Hello. Melissa. Boof, hello. Kevin. Would you like to pet a furry squirrel? Melissa. Yay, okay. Kevin. Yay, me too. Let's go find one. LOL.

I'm glad people are starting to realize how great and funny squirrels are now. LOL. I see them everywhere on TV. And like every kid's movie that is out right now has a crazy squirrel character in it. I sage 2, the wild over the hedge. I want to go see over the hedge because of that squirrel. Melissa. R-O-R-F-L-M-A-O. Which stands for rolling on floor, laughing my ass off. Kevin. The apartment across me has two corgi puppies outside now,

and they run up to the fence whenever I go by. If people aren't home, I'll stand there and talk to the puppies and stick my fingers through the fence and the dogs lick them. I finally got a katana like I've wanted for years. It's a really keep crappy one though. Melissa. L-O-L. Kevin. Yeah, it's cool that I have one, but I will definitely get a better one someday. Kevin goes on to discuss car repairs, a Durandarans song that he'd recently downloaded, and a

rash on his stomach before returning to his bathroom. I was sick to my stomach about to vomit, and I was sitting there at the computer talking to her until one day about that same time. I was also talking to her, but I was also occasionally stepping outside, you know, helping them look for the girl, stuff like that, kind of setting it up out and held by there. And when Actonolka was all concerned about missing. Kevin spoke to Curtis Bowlin, Jamie Rose's father, pretending to be concerned about Jamie

Rose. He even pretended to keep watch around the apartment while Curtis was out looking for her. And then finally about eight, eight o'clock or so, I'm told him, so I'm, you know, I'm a lot stout here in hell, but I've got to get back to bed because I got to, you know, work early in the morning. And then you know, I went inside and finally finished cleaning up the body and it's still white everywhere and I had to Wash the tub out and wash the floor, scrub the floor Just to get the body of the tub. You have to cut them in the long form. No, she's not cut up at all except for the neck

So you just basically cut it over? Yeah, and by that time That was the reason I had such a hard time getting her into that is because by that time she was already stiff and she had been in my annealing position on the tub. So her legs were all bent up like this. And I couldn't get her knees to go down far enough to get the lid on. That was the main reason it was taped on at first, because it wouldn't go down far enough to snap on. So I snapped it on and taped it down so it'd stay snapped on. And then yesterday I went in there and taped it more to seal it more to see like, you know, in case it started smelling.

Smell's a bit of a gap. Kevin folded Jamie Rose's body into a plastic bin with a towel underneath to soak up some of the blood. He laid her blue shirt on top of her body, taped the lid to the bin, and placed it in his closet. He dismantled her bicycle and put the pieces under his bed. The confession tape ends a few minutes later after Kevin begins to vomit repeatedly.

On Thursday, April 13, the day after he killed Jamie Rose, Kevin was back online chatting with Melissa. They exchanged the following messages between 6.14 pm and 6.30 pm. Kevin, I'm glad you're on. Melissa, okay, what happened? Kevin, I've had a horrible 24 hours. Melissa, huh? Kevin. You know how I said I was going to go to bed early last night? Well, in fact, I hardly slept at all last night. The girl that lives upstairs from me went missing last night. Melissa.

Oh my God. Kevin. And I've been worried sick ever since. Mainly with the worry that I was going to be named a suspect, and the police would trash my apartment searching it while I was at work. Melissa, why would they think YOU a suspect? Kevin. As far as anyone can tell, I was the last person to see her before she disappeared.

Melissa. It doesn't matter, Kevin. She's missing. Kevin. Melissa, it doesn't matter Kevin, she's missing. Kevin, I know I have nothing to worry about, but it's driving me crazy ever since. Melissa, if you have nothing to worry about, rest easy. Kevin, ever since about 6.30 last night, I felt like I was only moments away from throwing up of hardly eight and twenty-four hours. Melissa, poor girl, hug. moments away from throwing up of hardly eight and twenty four hours.

Melissa. Poor girl. Ugg. Kevin. I was out there helping keep watch for her last night until about eight or so. And I'm afraid the cops would come into my apartment, see all the knives and swords and horror movies and documentaries about serial killers on my DVD rack and suspect me. And there's always blood all over my bed sheets and stuff, but it's my own blood. The next day on April 14th, Kevin Ray Underwood confessed. His trial began on February of 2008, and on February 29th the jury came to a decision after just 23 minutes of deliberation.

The jury found Kevin Underwood guilty beyond a reasonable doubt. It took them less than 30 minutes to come to that guilty verdict. This is just the first part of the trial determining Kevin Underwood's guilt in the death of Jamie Rose Bowlin. The second part will be the penalty phase to discuss whether Kevin Underwood will receive life in prison or the death penalty come close to Well, this is this is Jamie Rose Bowlands uncle mark child's mark tell me what you want to say well We're just happy with the verdict. We I really didn't think we'd have a problem getting the guilty verdict on this part of it now the hard part of the trial starts and

That's What that's the biggest worry that we have. Why? What worry do you have? Well, we want the death penalty and that's hard for people to decide, you know what I mean? Anybody, so I'm hoping that they do it just as fast as they do this. Why do you think it will be hard in this case to give Kevin Underwood the death penalty? I think it's hard in any case for people to decide people lives but I think that

You know, I don't think it's gonna be I'm not gonna be hard for people in this case because it's so horrific Those things that came out that I didn't even know in the trial The prosecution pardon me the defense alluded to Kevin Underwood's dark existence. They couldn't talk about it now, they're going to talk about it in the penalty phase. Do you think that will sway jurors to give him life? No, I don't. I really don't. I think that he knew everything that he was doing, I think he did, you know, he, he, I don't think it's a mental illness or anything like that.

I think he was just an evil person. And that's all there is to... he's an animal. What was your immediate reaction when you heard you been hurting? Well, I was happy. I mean, that's what we wanted and that's what we got. And I'm hoping and we get the same thing and the definitely phase of it. I really do, soon.

Mark, you sat through every aspect of this trial. Are you glad that you did or is this something that's going to haunt you deeply? I'm not full of parts that I didn't set through, that I cannot set through. I have a memory of my needs and that's what I want to keep. Other one. Hmm. I just don't want to hear those things and see those things. When I see her, that's what I want to remember.

What's giving you the strength to get through this week you and your family? Us, we're a tight family and we're here for each other. And that's the way it's going gonna, we've always been that way. Anybody, my family's always been very tight and anybody ever needs help, we're always there. I mean, and that's the way we'll always be. Mark, in the first time in this process, they put the handcuffs on Kevin Underwood.

That tickled me to death. I really would have liked to see him shackled the whole time, but as such of the sheriff's departments and stuff like that, we can't do that. I don't think he should have ever had handcuffs off of him. Just do the fact that, you know, that's just a personal thing with me is just we really didn't we wanted him to I don't know how to put that you know what I mean is just we wanted him check a love I didn't like seeing him walk around like a normal person and the verdict was red he didn't blink there was no motion this is a part of the rest of the week.

I think he's happy with what he did. And if he ever had a chance to do it again, he would. During the penalty phase of the trial, Mark Childs and the rest of Jamie Rose Bowlin's family got what they wanted. It's this confession tape, Jersey, pushed them over the edge. Well, I came into it with an open mind, but you know, when I heard that, I was pretty well laid up when I went to the jury room.

The details of what Kevin Underwood did to Jamie were too much, and so to make sure he could never do it again, they sentenced him to death. I don't want to be any chance to get another prison again. And as long as he's alive, there's a chance. But if he's not alive, there's no chance he's ever going to get it. On Friday, September 17th, 2004, Kevin Underwood shared a link on his blog to an article about lawsuits filed around the county, challenging the practice of lethal injection. Roughly one and a half years later, a jury recommended the death sentence for the first degree murder of Jamie Rose Bowlin, unlike Jeffrey Dahmer, who was convicted of the murder, dismemberment,

and cannibalism of 16 souls, and only received a sentence of life in prison due to the state of Wisconsin's abolishment of the death penalty, Kevin Ray Underwood would not be quite as lucky in the state of Oklahoma. On April 3rd, 2008, McLean County District Judge Candice Blalock ordered Kevin Underwood to be executed by lethal injection, and his subsequent appeals have been denied. But over nine years after his conviction, he remains alive on death row. After the verdict, Jamie Rose's grandmother told a media outlet that she was initially opposed to the death sentence in the case. But over the course of the trial, she changed her mind. And as she put it, I was from Mercy. And then I found out what he did to her.

He showed her no mercy. He made his choice. He's a monster in human form. music you