# Read the first page of Deadly Innocence by Scott Burnside & Alan Cairns Read the opening of Deadly Innocence by Scott Burnside & Alan Cairns free, no signup. The case of Paul Bernardo and Karla Homolka, reconstructed through evidence and testimony. - Page: https://uncovered.ink/read/deadly-innocence-scott-burnside-and-alan-cairns - Genre: Criminal psychology - Year: 1995 - ISBN: 9780446550352 - Read it blind (cover and title hidden): https://uncovered.ink/?b=9780446550352&s=read-page - Buy: https://bookshop.org/a/125786/9780446550352 - Borrow: https://search.worldcat.org/search?q=9780446550352 ## The opening CHAPTER 1 To the south of St. Catharines, Ontario, between it and the neighboring city of Thorold, lies a serpentine-shaped stretch of water called Lake Gibson. Not far from two of the Great Lakes and the tourist attraction of Niagara Falls, this smaller lake is part of a man-managed water area that feeds the Ontario Hydro power-generating station at nearby DeCew Falls, which in turn feeds electricity to Canadians in the region. The scenic area has a long-standing history as a perfect getaway spot for country driving, picnics, skimming stones, canoeing, and fishing; a few secluded places serve as destinations for lovers—usually teens—seeking privacy; if luck is on their side, anglers can net relatively pollution-free pickerel, lake trout, speckled trout, and, on a good day, salmon. Of all the people who visit Lake Gibson, perhaps only the fishermen, those who watch the waters most, would be aware of the water fluctuations in this tranquil lake. While the average water level is 556 to 557 feet above sea level, it can drop three or more feet during peak times of power usage. On Saturday, June 29, 1991 at approximately 5:30 P.M., William Grekul and his wife decided to launch their canoe into the fast-flowing waters not far from a dirt path off a gravel shoulder on Beaverdams Road. It was a perfect site because immediately to the right of the land protrusion, a small back eddy, perhaps thirty meters across, provided calm waters. But upon reaching the water’s edge, Grekul was dismayed to see that the water level had dropped about two feet. He would have to stand in the muddy bank to launch his canoe. It was then he noticed five blocks of concrete half buried in the slimy mud. With his wife waiting for him to push off, Grekul used a paddle and his foot to dislodge what he thought was a discarded patio slab from another block of cement. The concrete block tipped into the mud. To Grekul’s bewilderment, the bottom part contained what appeared to be part of a human body. Refusing to believe his own eyes, Grekul turned around, climbed into the canoe, and pushed away from the blocks. Unsure of what he had seen and anxious to escape the hot summer day, Grekul shouted his apparent find to a couple of fishermen on a nearby bridge and then paddled off for two hours. Upon their return to shore, the Grekuls noted two fishermen standing a dozen or so feet from the slabs, completely oblivious to them. “Hey, you should look at those blocks. It looks like there’s part of a body in there,” Grekul called to Reverend Michael Doucette, thirty-eight, and his son, Michael Jr., nineteen. The elder Doucette assumed that the canoeist was pulling his leg, but he felt obliged to check out his find. Doucette trudged through the slime to the blocks and turned another one over with his foot. There, encased in the concrete block, was a human thigh and a human shin and foot. A thigh lay in the block Grekul had uncovered. He looked at the other blocks and it appeared they were leaking blood or fluids of some kind. The Doucettes ran out to Beaverdams Road and flagged down a passing fire truck that was searching for teens reported to have been starting brush fires. Within an hour a dozen Niagara Regional Police officers from the force’s Welland branch were at the scene. Two more concrete blocks were discovered nearby. As uniformed officers scoured the surrounding area for fringe evidence, detectives took a cursory look at the slabs. In just over six years as a police forensic investigator Terry Smith had seen enough blood and guts to last him a lifetime. Having attended the major crime scenes, he was used to photographing, taking fingerprints and plaster prints of footprints, preparing suspect facial composites of crime suspects, and taking weights and measurements of evidence. But never had he videotaped a scene as eerie as the one before him. When darkness fell, he elected to secure the area overnight and start afresh the following morning. ## Books with a similar feel - [The Last Victim by Jason Moss & Jeffrey Kottler](https://uncovered.ink/read/the-last-victim-jason-moss-and-jeffrey-kottler.md) - [Stolen Innocence by Elissa Wall & Lisa Pulitzer](https://uncovered.ink/read/stolen-innocence-elissa-wall-and-lisa-pulitzer.md) - [Beyond the Body Farm by Bill Bass and Jon Jefferson](https://uncovered.ink/read/beyond-the-body-farm-bill-bass-and-jon-jefferson.md) - [Empire of Pain by Patrick Radden Keefe](https://uncovered.ink/read/empire-of-pain-patrick-radden-keefe.md) - [Social Intelligence by Daniel Goleman](https://uncovered.ink/read/social-intelligence-daniel-goleman.md) - [The Myth of Normal by Gabor Maté, M.D. & Daniel Maté](https://uncovered.ink/read/the-myth-of-normal-gabor-mate-m-d-and-daniel-mate.md) --- Source: Uncovered (https://uncovered.ink). A short sample shown for reading and discovery. 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