So much about the Slover family seemed just plain
normal. Mike, the dad, earned his living doing construction work and
running a used-car lot called Miracle Motors. Jeanette, the mom, was a
homemaker and full-time babysitter to their grandson, Kolten, and another
little boy.
Mike and Jeanette had two grown children — a
daughter, Mary, who lived in Springfield and worked for the state, and a
son, Michael Jr., who held a couple of security jobs in Decatur and dreamed
of becoming a police officer.
“Homebodies” is the word Mary and Michael
Jr. use to describe their parents. A night out meant dinner at a fast-food
restaurant and maybe a movie. Usually, they were happy to simply hang
around their Mount Zion home, grill some pork chops, and watch PBS or the
History Channel. “Not a real exciting life there,” Mary says.
But when Michael Jr.’s ex-wife, Karyn, vanished
one Friday night, only to turn up days later not just dead but dismembered,
the cops eventually concluded that Mike and Jeanette were horrendously
abnormal. Police say the Slovers had lured the beautiful 23-year-old blonde
to Miracle Motors, where they shot her seven times in the head, butchered
her corpse with a power saw, and dumped her remains into Lake Shelbyville.
The cops also figured that Michael Jr. pitched in to help his parents
conceal this ghastly crime.
The case against the Slovers was purely
circumstantial. No murder weapon was ever found. No bloody power tool. No
physical evidence — except a dog hair from the family pet and a few
buttons and rivets that matched Karyn’s clothes. With so little to go
on, prosecutors couldn’t even offer a clear narrative of who pulled
the trigger and who wielded the saw.
Yet a hometown jury convicted all three Slovers of
first-degree murder, and the judge sentenced them to 60 years in prison.
The two Slover men were given additional five-year sentences for
concealment of the homicide.
All along, the family claimed innocence. Mary, the
only Slover still free, says her folks couldn’t have killed Karyn
because, for one thing, they’re just normal. “I know what was
done to Karyn. They couldn’t wait to shove those pictures in front of
me at the grand jury,” Mary says. “I saw what was done to
Karyn, and normal people don’t do that.”
During the years between Karyn’s murder in
September 1996 and the Slovers’ arrest in January 2000, the family
didn’t talk to the media. At their trial, a court reporter read their
grand-jury testimony into the record; the Slovers’ attorneys advised
them not to take the stand.
They’ve never before told their side of the
story.
Denise Ambrose, the attorney handling the
Slovers’ case at the Office of the State Appellate Prosecutor,
declined to comment. Richard Current, Macon County first assistant
state’s attorney refused to answer any questions for this article and
said he was also speaking on behalf of state’s attorney Jack Ahola as
well as the lead investigator in the case, Mike Mannix, and Karyn’s
parents, Larry and Donna Hearn.
To interview the Slover family, one must spend
days driving several hundred miles in different directions. Jeanette is in
the Dwight Correctional Center, 125 miles northeast of Springfield; Michael
Jr., is in the Menard Correctional Center, 150 miles southwest of here.
Michael Sr., called Mike by the family, was in Statesville, at Joliet, but
was transferred to Pontiac, about 100 miles northeast of Springfield, in
December.
Mary visits them as often as she can — her
brother twice a month, her parents every six weeks.
The separation from one another is the worst part of
their punishment. Whatever else anybody thinks of them, they are a tight
family. Mike and Jeanette grew up next door to each other in St. Louis,
married young, and maintained a relationship so close that their kids took
pride in it.
“Mom and Dad enjoyed each other’s
company,” Michael Jr. says. “It’s more than just husband
and wife; they are friends.”
That closeness was a factor in their downfall.
Content with each other, they didn’t have many friends. They
didn’t belong to any social clubs, weren’t regulars at any
church or any tavern. On the night Karyn disappeared — Sept. 27, 1996
— they say they were home watching a British comedy. They were each
other’s alibi.
In fact, prosecutors say the Slovers’ familial
bond was so intense that it became sinister. According to their theory, Karyn — an aspiring model
— received a temporary job offer from a Georgia-based modeling
agency. The Slovers killed her that very day because they were afraid that
she would take Kolten, then 3 years old, and move out of state.
Considering that premise, it’s surprising to
discover how much affection the Slovers seem to have had for Karyn. Asked
open-ended questions — what was Karyn like? — they offer fond
anecdotes.
“One time, we’re lying in bed and she
just all the sudden turns to me and said, ‘What would happen if I ran
out of dishwasher detergent and I just put some liquid stuff in
there?’ And I said, ‘Man, there would probably be soap bubbles
everywhere!’ ” Michael recalls.
“She jumps up and runs into the kitchen, and I
hear ‘Michael? Can you come in here?’ There were soap bubbles
all across the floor. She kept you laughing,” he says. “She was
funny. She was constantly doing stuff like that.”
Their divorce was as much Michael’s fault as
Karyn’s, the Slovers say, a consequence of marrying too young.
“I don’t think either one of them was
mature enough to be married. I think it takes two to make a marriage, and
it takes two to mess it up,” Jeanette says.
But even after the kids’ divorce, Jeanette says
she and Mike still considered themselves part of Karyn’s family,
albeit in a different way.
“One time she said she felt kinda funny
bringing Kolten to her ex-in-laws to be babysat every day. I told her not
to think of me as an ex-in-law,” Jeanette says. “I told her
think of me as Kolten’s grandmother.”
By all accounts, Karyn Hearn Slover was a charming
young woman. “Bubbly” is the adjective most people reach for to
describe her. “Beautiful” is another.
Michael met her at Richland Community College. Even
though they were each dating other people, they got together during a car
show, when she rode along in his yellow-and-white 1955 Chevy.
The decision to get married was quick and almost
casual. “We had a lot of fun, and it was just kinda like
‘Let’s get married!’ — kind of jokingly,”
Michael says. “I produced a ring, and she’d put it on when she
left the house and take it off when she got home.”
The Slovers say that Karyn’s parents
weren’t happy about her relationship with Michael. Larry and Donna
Hearn have professional careers; Mike Slover was a pipe insulator at the
Clinton power plant and Jeanette, at that time, worked at a drive-through
liquor store.
“Oh, they definitely thought they were a whole
lot better than the Slover family — and they definitely thought
Michael was not the material they wanted for a son-in-law, believe
me,” Jeanette says.
How does she know?
“Because Karyn told me,” she says.
The Slovers say that Karyn didn’t find the
courage to tell her parents that she was engaged until after she was
pregnant. She and Michael pushed their planned wedding date up and married
in January 1993. Kolten was born about seven months later, and Karyn went
back to work when he was just 3 days old, leaving the baby with Jeanette.
“Karyn liked to work. She liked being around
people,” Jeanette says.
Karyn worked at a J.C. Penney portrait studio, at a
Decatur radio station, and with a temp agency before taking an
advertising-sales position with the Decatur
Herald & Review. Michael worked as an
insulator, then took a job driving a truck for a Springfield 7Up
distributor. He says that Karyn complained that he was gone too much. Her
friends would later testify that he had slapped and shoved her.
All of these problems, combined with financial
worries, took a toll on their relationship. One night, when he was too
tired to go out dancing with another couple as they had planned, he told
her to go ahead without him. Someone from the nightclub called him and told
him that he needed to come see what his wife was doing — dancing and
smooching with another man.
“That’s when I knew we had some major
problems,” Michael says. “After that, it was all
downhill.”
In the midst of divorce proceedings, Michael realized
that he was going to have to pay for Kolten’s childcare, so he came
up with the notion that his mom should continue babysitting for free.
“I was a father looking at losing contact with
my son, just getting to see him every other weekend, so my best solution
was ‘Hey, my mom’s a free babysitter — there’s no
reason to take him anywhere else.’ Karyn got along with my mom, so
why should we pay for somebody when my mom could continue to watch him and
I could go over and see him anytime I want?”
Karyn signed a divorce decree specifying that
Jeanette would babysit Kolten until he started kindergarten.
That clause would be used against the Slovers
— proof, prosecutors said, that the Slovers were obsessed with Kolten
and therefore willing to murder Karyn.
It’s a theory the Slovers say that makes no
sense.
For one thing, Karyn seemed to appreciate having such
a flexible child-care arrangement. Mary, who earned a degree in special
education, criticized both Karyn and Michael for not spending enough time
with Kolten, before and after the divorce
“I did say [Karyn] wasn’t a good
mother,” Mary admits. “I also said Michael wasn’t a good
father. They were both so involved in their own lives that they were both
quite content to just leave Kolten with my parents for hours and sometimes
days at a time.”
It wasn’t unusual for Karyn to go grocery
shopping after work, and want time to put the groceries away without a
toddler underfoot. Then she might call and say, “I’m sure
Kolten’s sleepy by now,” and just leave him with the Slovers
overnight, Mary says.
Karyn apologized for not picking Kolten up on time,
but Jeanette assured her that it wasn’t a problem. “I had told
her if I had anything special to do, I’d let her know, and not to
worry about it because I knew her job wasn’t a 9-to-5 job,”
Jeanette recalls. “I didn’t want her feeling like she had to
rush.”
Furthermore, Karyn couldn’t afford to pay for
childcare. In the years after her death, as the Slovers tried to divine
what had happened, Jeanette and Mike discovered that Karyn had been
“borrowing” money from both of them.
“Karyn never had any money,” Mike says.
“Apparently Jeanette was lending her money once in a while, I was
giving her some money once in a while, and then it turns out that she
didn’t even have any electricity to her house when this happened. We
found all this out while sitting in the county jail.”
The modeling job in Georgia, made to sound so
glamorous by the prosecution, wasn’t a permanent gig. It was a few
days’ worth of work with the Savannah-based Paris World International
agency — the kind of operation that requires girls to pay ($92, in
Karyn’s case) to be listed on their Web site. The agency offered a
discount to models who already had work lined up, but Karyn didn’t
qualify. At the Slovers’ trial, the agency owner couldn’t
recall what type of work Karyn would supposedly have been doing.
But whatever it was, Jeanette figures, Karyn would
have needed someone to watch Kolten.
“I could very well see Karyn asking me to
babysit and keep him those three days while she went out of town to do this
job,” Jeanette says.
The question of whether Karyn would rather have
Kolten with her as she ran errands or leave him with his grandmother became
the linchpin of the murder trial.
The prosecution and the defense agreed that Karyn
left work on Sept. 27, 1996, a Friday evening, intending to shop for a
dress to wear to a wedding the next night. Her boyfriend, David Swann, a
groomsman, was attending the rehearsal dinner that night. Karyn was driving
his car, a black Pontiac Bonneville with personalized license plates
reading “CADS7.”
At 9:57 p.m., the car was found abandoned on the
shoulder of Interstate 72 — engine running, lights on, driver’s
door open, Karyn’s purse still inside.
The time between Karyn’s departure from work
and the car’s discovery is the crux of the case. The prosecution
asserts that Karyn went to the Slovers’ house to pick up Kolten,
intending to take him shopping with her.
Mary finds that idea absurd: “She
wouldn’t go to the grocery store with Kolten. She certainly
wasn’t going to go try on dresses with him.”
In the early days of the investigation, when police
were asking the public to report any sightings of the black Bonneville with
CADS7 plates, about a dozen motorists said they’d seen the car
speeding along back roads between Decatur and Champaign, through Cerro
Gordo. Other witnesses reported hearing gunshots and a chainsaw in Cerro
Gordo.
There were no reports from anyone claiming to have
seen Karyn in Mount Zion that day and no reports of gunshots or the sound
of a power saw.
The Slovers say that Karyn didn’t pick Kolten
up on Sept. 27. Jeanette took Kolten to Kmart, then to the car lot to pick
up Mike for dinner at McDonald’s around 8. Before they got to
McDonald’s, Kolten fell asleep, so they went home. Mike was watching Are You Being Served? when
the phone rang a little after 10 p.m.
“I heard Jeanette say, ‘Larry?
What’s wrong?’ and I thought she was talking to my brother
Larry, who lives in St. Louis. So I got up and jumped on the extension
phone right away,” Mike says. “I heard all kinds of sobbing and
crying.”
It was Larry Hearn, Karyn’s father. He had just
gotten a call from Swann, who had been contacted by police about the
abandoned car. Larry was relieved to learn that Kolten was with the
Slovers, but distressed about what might have happened to Karyn.
Jeanette was also worried. “I was concerned
that something was wrong with the car and she’d got out and
walked,” she says, voice choking on the memory. “I was
concerned about a beautiful young lady being out on the road by herself,
yes, I was.”
She immediately called Ronnie’s, the bar where
Michael Jr. worked as a bouncer. Co-workers testified that he took the
phone outside and was crying when he came back in.
Two days later, a couple fishing near Findlay Marina
found a trash bag containing a human head. Other remains were discovered
the next day, some as late as Oct. 5 — the same day as Karyn’s
funeral.
“You’ve heard that expression ‘blew
my mind’? I couldn’t believe it. I still can’t believe
it,” Jeanette says. “How could anybody do something like that
to a human being?”
The community of Decatur had the same reaction.
This crime was incomprehensibly horrific. Whoever committed it had to be
found and punished.
Decatur police interviewed Mike Slover on Oct. 9,
and, aided by the Illinois State Police, searched the Slovers’ home
and Miracle Motors a few days later. Mike admits that he owned a chainsaw
but says that it wasn’t working and remembers that the cops gave it
only a cursory check.
“They could see it hadn’t been used in
years. It hadn’t even been started in years. I was the type of guy
that would never throw anything away. . . . I was always gonna get it
fixed,” Mike says. “They didn’t even take it during the
first search.”
At that point, investigators seemed more interested
in Karyn’s most recent romantic relationships — Swann, a man
named Brian Maxey, and Michael Jr.
Michael had a solid alibi: He was working three jobs
the evening Karyn disappeared — security manager at Cub Foods, where
he had stayed late after catching a shoplifter; private karate instructor
to a pair of students; and doorman at Ronnie’s.
But the cops eventually ruled out Swann and Maxey as
suspects and seemed to zero in on the Slover family. On Feb. 6, 1997, a
swarm of investigators descended on their home and disassembled the
plumbing, pulled up carpeting, and peeled paneling off the walls.
“They covered up the windows with black plastic bags and Luminoled
the walls and the floors,” Mike recalls. “That’s when we
knew that they really suspected us.”
The investigators conducted a similar search the same
day at Miracle Motors, this time seizing that rusty chainsaw. The car lot
office lacked running water, making it unlikely that the family could have
cleaned up a crime scene. Prosecutors would later suggest that Karyn was
killed outside, and the evidence destroyed when Michael Jr. trimmed the
weeds a few days later. The Slovers all say he cut the weeds on Oct. 1 as a
birthday present to his father, who had received several citations from
Mount Zion authorities ordering him to clean up the lot.
Police also seized Mike’s gun collection
— about a dozen firearms, some antiques — and all of his
ammunition. Nothing matched.
In addition to forensic tests, the family members
went through questioning. They testified before the Macon County grand
jury; Michael Jr. passed two polygraph tests.
“I think we were very cooperative — at
first.” Jeanette says. “But, you know, when you answer and
re-answer and re-answer, you get to a point where you know they don’t
care what you’ve got to say.” When Michael Jr. was called back
to the grand jury on Jan. 26, 2000, he took the Fifth Amendment in response
to every question. Indictments came down the next day.
During this time, Mary says, Michael was adjusting
to his new role as the only parent Kolten had left. She helped Michael
figure out how to tell Kolten that Karyn was gone, and they opted for the
briefest explanation. “He didn’t need to know anything other
than his mother had died and gone to heaven,” Mary says.
But the Hearns wanted Kolten to know a bit more, Mary
recalls, and the issue became a source of tension between the two families.
Michael started resisting the Hearns’ requests for impromptu visits
with Kolten, and they responded by increasing their requests. The Hearns
obtained a court order guaranteeing visitation rights with Kolten, and
would arrive for these visits with a police escort. On the advice of
Kolten’s therapist, Michael got a court order specifying that Kolten
couldn’t stay overnight with the Hearns.
“I know they had a terrible loss,” Mary
says, “but so did Kolten, and Michael had to try to figure out how to
deal with that. Being that concerned and involved was new to him, so this
was a period of real adjustment for him, too.”
At first, the Slovers tried to ignore what they
considered minor indignities perpetrated by zealous investigators — like the
brand-new carpet runners, still encased in plastic with sales tags
attached, that police seized during the February 1997 search of their home.
The Slovers can only speculate what evidentiary value rugs purchased months
after Karyn’s death might have held.
“To make it look like they were carrying
something out?” Jeanette guesses.
“Just out of meanness,” Mike supposes.
But as the investigation intensified, so did the
affronts. After exhuming Karyn’s remains in July 1997 to examine
buttons and rivets on her clothing, a team of Illinois investigators
supervised by a Canadian forensics analyst, Dick Munroe, took over the
Slovers’ car lot in March 1998 to conduct what they called an
“archaeological dig.” Some of the cops doing the digging were
shown what kind of buttons to look for, and, sure enough, when they sifted
the buckets of excavated earth, they found metal buttons and rivets that
matched the jeans Karyn had been wearing, as well as one white
cloth-covered button consistent with the button on the cuff of her blouse.
The Slovers offer two possible explanations for how
these items came to be found on their car lot. The most logical one is that
they came from clothing Mike removed from cars he was selling. A regular at
the Decatur auto auction, he would buy cars costing maybe $300 or $400,
spiff them up and sell them for $995. Many such vehicles came to the
auction after being repossessed and therefore contained personal items
belonging to the previous owners. Mike would throw the stuff in a barrel
and burn it. The dig unearthed an array of fasteners, zippers, and clothing
remnants.
“Heck, I’ve found bowling balls, fishing
rods, pagers, but all that stuff was no good to me,” he says.
He hesitates to offer his second possible explanation
— “It sounds paranoid,” he concedes — even though
it’s the one he believes.
“I know when these other guys in here say the
police planted drugs on them, I’m thinking, ‘Man, police
don’t do that’ . . . but apparently the police do do that, and they
tried to do it to me with bones.”
On the morning of March 13, after the three-day
“dig” at his car lot, Mike stopped by to “see how big of
a mess they left.” He looked around the office, which was in
shambles; then, on his way back to his car, he noticed a cardboard box from
Foster’s meat market, sitting on top of a barrel. The box was full of
bloody bones.
“I’m kinda taken aback,” Mike
recalls. “Are they trying to leave me a message? What is this about?
I’m stumped.”
A day or so later, the lead investigator, Mike
Mannix, called to arrange the return of a vehicle the forensics team had
seized. When Mike met him at the car lot, Mannix asked nonchalantly whether
he could retrieve “that box we left behind.”
“It was like a light bulb went off above my
head,” Mike says. He told Mannix no, he couldn’t have the box.
Then he called his attorney and asked him to send someone to take pictures
of it.
“There’s a police report that says they
brought this box of bones to what they’re calling a crime scene and
took a chainsaw and cut these bones up,” Mike says. “Their
story is they did this to show the guys doing the digging what
they’re looking for — little pieces of bone, or bone fragments.
“So why would they do that? I can understand
‘OK, you cut ’em up, here’s what you’re looking
for.’ But why do that at the ‘crime scene’? Why not do
that at the police station? There’s only one reason I can think
of.”
The prosecution never introduced bone fragments into
evidence at the Slovers’ trial, but Mannix told the grand jury that
fragments had been found. The Decatur newspaper obtained a transcript of
all the grand-jury testimony and published the “bone fragments”
claim several times. The box from the meat market was never mentioned by
the newspaper or during the trial.
By the spring of 1999, Mary had legally adopted
Kolten. She says that she took this step so that she could sign his school
and medical forms. It added weight, though, to the prosecution’s
theory that the Slover family had an unhealthy obsession with Kolten, and
it infuriated the Hearns, who were by then convinced of the Slovers’
guilt.
As the tensions between the families escalated, Mary
and Michael Jr. decided to move to Hornbeak, Tenn., where Mary owned
vacation property. But the cops followed. In the fall of 1999, officers
from Illinois and Tennessee arrived at Mary’s house with a search
warrant for fingerprints and hair samples. They handcuffed her, took her to
the police station, and “ripped hunks of my hair out,” she
says, then returned to rifle through her house.
“I think it was all about intimidation,”
she says. “All the time they were doing this, Michael and I were told
we needed to come up with something they could use against our
parents.”
Weeks later, the officers returned with another
search warrant and ransacked the place. “Anything they could dump out
onto the floor was dumped out onto the floor,” Mary says. “It
looked like a tornado had been through the house.”
A few months later, after taking Kolten to Illinois
to visit the Hearns, Mary returned to Hornbeak to find the door of her
house standing open. There had been a fire in the basement — cause
undetermined. During a subsequent visit to Illinois, Mary received a call
from authorities in Hornbeak telling her that the house had burned again
— this time to the ground.
Mary believes that both fires were deliberately set,
but she never pursued an investigation. “With everything else going
on, it wasn’t a priority,” she says — because by then,
her entire family had been arrested.
Though the Slovers stood accused of a barbarous
crime, prosecutors backed off their original request for the death penalty.
This decision came after the defense team received some $100,000 from the
Capital Litigation Trust Fund — a fund established to provide capital
defendants with well-paid attorneys and investigators.
“De-deathing” the case meant that the family would be
represented by public defenders. The Slovers hired a private attorney for
Jeanette, but Mike isn’t sure that they got their money’s
worth. “He kept calling Jeanette ‘Karyn,’ ” he
says.
The trial lasted five weeks and featured several
witnesses whose memories especially of Michael’s malice toward Karyn
had “improved” significantly since they were first interviewed
by police (one such witness was the stepdaughter of one of the prosecuting
attorneys). Scientific evidence was presented by a dog-DNA expert, who
testified that a hair found with Karyn’s remains came from one of the
Slovers’ dogs, and Monroe — the Canadian forensics analyst
— who testified that cinders and chunks of concrete found with
Karyn’s remains came from Miracle Motors. The court’s refusal
to allow the defense to use their own expert’s analysis to
cross-examine Monroe was one of 14 issues the Slovers’ current
attorney, John McCarthy of the Office of the State Appellate Defender,
raised (and recently lost) on appeal. McCarthy has filed a petition for
leave to appeal to the Illinois Supreme Court.
Although he declined to be interviewed, McCarthy last
month sent Mike a letter recounting evidence police failed to adequately
pursue — human hair found with Karyn’s remains and a
fingerprint on Findlay Bridge over Lake Shelbyville, just inches from a
smear of Karyn’s own blood. The coroner never even scraped under
Karyn’s fingernails.
“I am writing to let you know that I will
continue to fight on your behalf. I still lose sleep over your conviction
and the appellate court’s decision,” McCarthy wrote.
As adamant as the Slovers are about their
innocence, they seem to spend their time tormenting themselves with guilt.
Michael Jr. blames himself for driving Karyn away.
“If I’d been a better husband,” he
says repeatedly, “she wouldn’t have gone out and met the people
that she did, and she wouldn’t be dead.”
Jeanette blames herself for not alerting someone when
Karyn failed to pick Kolten up.
“I went over this and over this in my mind, but
. . . I didn’t worry, I didn’t think ‘Oh, something is
wrong,’ ” Jeanette says, her voice quivering. “She had
been as late as 8 before, so I thought, ‘Oh, she’s just running
a little later.’ ”
As the patriarch of the family, Mike blames himself
for allowing his wife and son to reject an offer to walk free if
they’d pleaded guilty to concealing a homicide and he’d pleaded
guilty to the murder.
“If I knew then what I know now, I
would’ve forced them to take it,” he says. “Now that I
know a lot more about the legal system, when you make a deal like that with
the prosecutor, it doesn’t mean you actually did it; it just means
that you don’t want to run the risk of going through a trial and
being sentenced to basically life in prison.”
The family’s main concern is Kolten, who has
lived with the Hearns since a Macon County judge terminated Mary’s
parental rights. Michael Jr. — whom prosecutors described as a
“tough guy” — breaks down when asked about his son.
“I’d like to tell him that we
didn’t do it, that we didn’t kill his mom, that I love him and
I miss him very much,” he sobs.
Mary has her own remorse about aggravating the
tug-of-war over Kolten. “Both sides could have handled things
better,” she admits, “but it’s a pretty big leap from two
parties having a disagreement about visitation to saying [my family] was
involved in killing Karyn.”
Her biggest regret, though, is that the posthumous
struggle supplied the motive a jury needed to convict her family of murder.
“They didn’t do it — but
there’s someone out there who did,” Mary says. “Part of
what’s so horrible about this isn’t just that they destroyed my
family, it’s that someone got away with doing this to Karyn.”