The Murder of Pauline Storment

It was a warm April night in Fayetteville, Arkansas when 27-year-old Pauline Stormant was brutally murdered. The medical examiner’s reports confirmed the gruesome details – Pauline had been stabbed with a sharp instrument, her lifeless body stained with her own type A blood.

The investigation quickly honed in on seventeen year old Wallace Peter Kunkel, Witnesses placed a man who looked similar to Kunkel, not even Mike Adair who got a decent look at him would swear on oath that it was Kunkle, near the crime scene that fateful night of April 12th. A knife was found plunged into the earth nearby behind a vacant house but investigators were not convinced that it was the knife used. As the evidence mounted, prosecutors charged Kunkel with first-degree murder.

But Kunkel maintained his innocence, weaving an alibi about a night of doing drugs with friends. According to him, he had been at the Gray House taking preludin pills and shooting up with people like Michelle Phelan, Richard Finley and others. His lawyers prepared to take the case to trial.

The police report painted a picture of chaos in the aftermath of the murder. A community in shock. Potential witnesses were interviewed and investigated themselves as potential suspects. One man even walked into the station to confess, though he quickly wavered on the validity of his admission.

Amidst the search for answers and justice, one thing was clear – a young woman’s life had been suddenly and violently extinguished on the streets of Fayetteville that spring night in 1971. Pauline Stormant’s fate lingered as an open wound for the small Arkansas town as Wallace Peter Kunkel’s trial loomed.

Welcome to the Gray House – A Night of Amphetamine Induced Euphoria

The following is A.I Generated Narrative based on the testimonies of Michele K. Phelan age 15, Tim Copeland age 18, Mike Boyd age 19, Richard Finley age 17, Terry Smith age 18, provided to the Prosecuting Attorney Mahlon Gibson and Deputy Prosecuting Attorney James O. Burnett of Arkansas in the month of April 1971 following the April 12th murder of Pauline Storment.

It was a warm April evening in 1971, and the air carried the distinct aroma of spring blossoms intermixed with the familiar scent of marijuana that often lingered around the Gray House located at 301 University not far from the University of Arkansas campus in Fayetteville. 

Michelle Phelan, a young woman with a mischievous glint in her eyes, sat in the kitchen, meticulously breaking down a prescription of 30 diet pills she had obtained from Dr. Lee Parker. The sharp, bitter smell of crushed amphetamines filled the air as she and Mike Michaels worked diligently, their fingers deftly separating the powdery substance from the capsules.

In the living room, the sound of laughter and chatter echoed, punctuated by the occasional clinking of glasses and the crackle of a record player spinning in the background. Terry Smith, Tim Copeland, and Mike Boyd lounged on well-worn couches, their eyes glazed over as the effects of the speed they had ingested earlier began to take hold.

Peter Kunkel, a tall, lanky figure with a mop of unruly hair, moved between the kitchen and living room, his presence seeming to command attention. He had already taken a hit of Preludin, his pupils dilated, and his movements jittery yet purposeful.

As the night progressed, the atmosphere grew more electric, fueled by a potent cocktail of amphetamines and youthful rebellion. Michelle Phelan, her veins pulsing with the rush of the drugs, recalled seeing Richard Finley, Peter Kunkel, Mike Michaels, Terry Smith, and Mike Boyd drifting in and out of the kitchen, their faces flushed and their eyes wide with anticipation.

Around 9:20 PM, Michelle, Peter, and Richard ventured out to the Jet Set, their footsteps echoing on the pavement as they sought refreshments and cigarettes. Crossing paths with Steve Cooper, they exchanged brief pleasantries, their voices tinged with the slurred cadence of intoxication.

Upon returning to the Gray House, Peter went inside to retrieve the keys to Mike Michaels’ motorcycle, intending to take Richard home. Michelle, her mind racing with the residual effects of the speed, wandered downstairs to make a phone call, her words tumbling out in a breathless rush as she gossiped with her friend Jill Graves.

Rejoining Peter on the porch, the cool night air caressed their flushed faces, and for a fleeting moment, the world seemed to stand still. But the spell was broken when Mike Miller appeared, prompting Michelle to beckon him upstairs, her impatience palpable.

As the night wore on, the energy within the Gray House remained electric, fueled by the intoxicating combination of drugs, music, and youthful exuberance. Peter Kunkel, his movements becoming increasingly erratic, took a second shot of speed around 10 PM, his thirst for excitement unquenchable.

When Mike Boyd returned to the apartment at 10:15 PM, he found Peter already there, his request to be taken home punctuated by the sight of his brown sport jacket carelessly discarded on the seat beside him. As they ventured out into the night, their path was abruptly halted by the flashing lights of a police car, casting an eerie glow over the otherwise darkened street.

Peter’s nervousness was palpable, his concern focused not on the suspicious nature of their late-night excursion but rather on the possibility of any lingering traces of drugs in the vehicle. The air grew thick with tension as the officers approached, their footsteps echoing like distant thunderclaps in the stillness of the night.

UNSOLVED: The Tragic Murder of My Cousin Pauline Storment.

 For most of my life, the haunting tale of my cousin’s brutal murder has lingered in the shadows of my mind. Pauline Storment, my first cousin twice removed, was the niece of my mother’s paternal grandmother, Lela “Storment” Stacks – my great-grandmother. This macabre tragedy has gnawed at the back of my brain since childhood, but it wasn’t until my forties that a burning curiosity ignited within me, yearning to unravel the enigma surrounding her case.

Ever since the day I filed my first FOIA request, I’ve been plagued by the quintessential questions: who killed her, why, and how were they able to vanish into the night of April 12th, 1971, leaving a trail of unanswered riddles in their wake? This case has been a perplexing conundrum, to say the least.

Let’s delve into the fateful night that unfolded:

Pauline was a university student at the University of Arkansas at Fayetteville, studying Anthropology. She worked at the Malco Movie Theatre and as a secretary at the campus R.O.T.C. office through a work-study program. Around 7:30 PM, a woman named Terri Keating (Stella Terri Keating) encountered Pauline at the R.O.T.C. office. Pauline invited her to attend a black gospel concert hosted by the group Black Americans for Democracy as part of Black Emphasis week at the Union Ballroom in the Memorial Hall building, adjacent to the R.O.T.C. building.

Reflecting on the social climate of 1971 from our present-day perspective, one can’t help but wonder if a white racist might have taken offense at a white girl attending a black gospel concert – an easy conclusion to draw, but mere speculation nonetheless. The concert was scheduled to last no more than an hour, leaving Pauline ample time to attend and still squeeze in some studying at the Campus Library, as she often did well into the late hours, typically not returning home until 11 PM.

However, something or someone must have spooked Pauline at the library, prompting her to leave around 9:15 PM or 9:20 PM, only to be tragically stabbed around 9:45 PM. The author David DeKok agrees that drawing a parallel between Pauline’s murder and that of Betsy Aardsma, who was killed in a library on a college campus, based solely on their shared dark hair, is a stretch. Yet, it’s no more of a creative leap than suggesting Ted Bundy as the perpetrator, given his penchant for targeting young co-eds and his known presence in Arkansas, coupled with a witness statement from Joe Clifton, who claimed to have heard a yell for help while driving through the Summit Terrace Apartments parking lot, initially mistaking it for a drunk girl or a young lady having a good time. This raises the unsettling question: did Pauline know her killer in some capacity?

Flash forward to the investigation conducted on behalf of the Arkansas State Police between Memphis, Tennessee, and Atlanta, Georgia. Iris Fletcher, Pauline’s former roommate, revealed that Pauline had married Charles Joseph Pate on June 4th, 1944, and was deathly afraid of her ex-husband at the time of the murder. Could he have been involved? One newspaper article even suggests that Pauline went by the name “Whitney” – was she hiding from Pate? We may never know, as he passed away on June 11, 2016. However, detectives felt he was not the killer since he attended Pauline’s funeral, though the details of their questioning remain undocumented.

In the 1970s, it seemed as if killers lurked around every corner. The notorious Ed Kemper, the Co-Ed Killer of California, and the elusive Zodiac immediately come to mind. While none were explicitly linked to Arkansas, there was one man who claimed to be both the Zodiac and the Phantom Killer of Texarkana. Then there was the University of Arkansas student Henry Booker “Doodie” Tennison, who committed suicide by consuming mercury cyanide poison on November 5th, 1948, leaving behind an elaborate suicide note in which he claimed to be the Phantom Killer. Unless, of course, there’s truth to the folklore surrounding the broken 1900 stone on Senior Walk at the University of Arkansas campus, which allegedly cursed any student who stepped on it with the inability to graduate. But surely, a misstep by Pauline couldn’t have sealed her fate – that would be a premise worthy of an Eli Roth horror flick.

Without any solid leads, we’re left to ponder the theory of wrong place, wrong time. Witness accounts suggest that after walking south along Duncan Avenue from the University, Pauline was stabbed eight times upon arriving at the intersection of Duncan and Treadwell. However, one witness, Mike Adair, claimed to have seen a six-foot-tall man with messy, blondish hair combed to the side, wearing glasses and a brown sports coat, following Pauline as she walked along South Duncan, crossing Center Street. By the time Adair pulled behind his apartment building at 16 South Duncan (in the vicinity of today’s Atmosphere Apartments) and stepped out of his vehicle, he heard Pauline’s screams for help echoing through the blocks.

While I hold little hope for this case to be solved or for closure to be found, I choose to raise Pauline’s story because her memory must never be forgotten. To those who relish unsolved true crime tales, may her tragic fate ignite a fire within you to seek justice. And to those who knew and loved Pauline, may the retelling of her story offer a cathartic release, a heartfelt tribute to a life cut short by the cruelest of fates.

Kawinkidink Alert: Could the murders of Betsy Aardsma and Pauline Storment be connected?

 

Kawinkidink Alert! 🕵️‍♂️

Okay, let’s get serious.

There’s a curious connection between two unsolved cases – one happened in the Library at Penn State University on 1969 and the other sometime after leaving the Library at the University of Arkansas in 1971. Now, the first case refrences the Betsy Aardsma and the second is the murder of Pauline Storment. Now, I know, it might seem like a far stretch, but hang on, gang! These two cases have more in common than you might think, and it’s got my my inner Scooby Doo – Mystery Machine brain thinking.

Betsy’s story kicks off in 1969 when she met a tragic end right in Penn State’s library – stabbed without a sound. 😱 And guess what? Two years later, in 1971, Pauline faced a similar fate, not in the library but it could have been when considering Pauline roommate Alice Pat Murphy stated that for Pauline to have been murdered around 9:45 PM at night something prompted her to leave the library early. Was it an uneasy feeling of being stalked? Then there the mention from Joe Clifton who was one of the first to respond to Pauline’s screams that night when he stated at first it didn’t seem all to serious more of a girl “having a good time.” Some how I don’t she was calling the hogs.

Here’s where it gets extra spooky – both killers wore glasses, not uncommon I suppose but interesting nonetheless.

Also according a Andrea Cavallier in an article publish on Nov. 28, 2021, 5:53 PM CST, by NBCnews titled Unsolved murder of Penn State student Betsy Aardsma haunts community 52 years after she was stabbed in library stacks.

“Some believe she was murdered by serial killer Ted Bundy, as it was discovered he was at Temple University around the time of the incident. Law enforcement, however, did not see a correlation between her stabbing and the Bundy murders, Simmers told Dateline.” Nor does David DeKok author of Murder in the Stacks: Penn State, Betsy Aardsma, and the Killer Who Got Away. Tiny note, Ted Bundy was also known to have family in Arkansas and come through from time to time.

What’s even more mind-boggling is the irony of their composite sketches. I mean, it’s a sketch, faulty memories and all, but the two sketches share some similarities.

Possible Suspect: Meet John Hubbard of Effingham, Illinois.

Following the tragic murder of Pauline Storment, the Arkansas State Police became involved in the case. This led the Police Departments of Memphis, Tennessee, and Atlanta, Georgia to conduct their own investigations in hopes of finding clues to close the case.

Before long, they received information from Mr. Sanders, a manager at the Mark Lipman company. According to him, an employee named John Hubbard had a connection to Pauline Storment. Hubbard had worked for Guardsmark (now Alied Universal), a company under Mark Lipman, from May 20, 1969, to July of 1970. Sanders believed that Hubbard and Storment had an affair between July and August of 1969. Hubbard’s last known address was 320 Hampden Drive, Northeast, Cedar Rapids, Iowa. He had been working for a law firm on 14th Street in Des Moines, Iowa. Hubbard hailed from Effingham, Illinois, where he also attended high school.

Mr. Sanders mentioned that Mr. Stensrud of Liberty Mutual Insurance Company might have a more recent address for Hubbard due to a compensation claim regarding an old back injury, with claim number C47844240XOD.

DESCRIPTION OF SUSPECT:

Within the 97-page PDF of case files provided by the Arkansas State Police, there was a document describing John Hubbard as a possible suspect. Born on May 13, 1942, Hubbard stood at 5 feet 9 inches, weighed 180 pounds, had green eyes, light brown hair, and scars on both little fingers. He resided at 320 Hampden Drive Northeast, Cedar Rapids, Iowa.

It’s possible that the Arkansas State Police reached out to the Cedar Rapids Police Department or possibly even the FBI, although concrete evidence is elusive due to missing or misplaced case documents.

The document indicated that the Mark Lipman Company possessed information stating that Hubbard was residing at the address on March 15, 1971. He was employed as an investigator for a law firm on 14th Street in Des Moines, Iowa. The Liberty Mutual Insurance Company might offer information if Hubbard had moved from that address due to his job-related injury claim.

 

 

 Though the FBI’s involvement remains uncertain, the information supplied by the Mark Lipman company was not thoroughly verified based on the documents obtained through the Freedom of Information Act (F.O.I.A.).

 

In light of this, I decided to utilize my Ancestry.com account to build John Hubbard’s family tree starting with his name and city. I found a John Hubbard born in 1942 from Effingham, Illinois, and the family tree assembly was surprisingly smooth. My aim was to confirm his presence in Dallas in 1969. After much searching, I found an obituary for John Hubbard’s father, confirming his residence in Dallas.

 

With this confirmation, I was hopeful that I was on the right track. Another discovery came in the form of a marriage announcement for a John Hubbard in 1963, revealing his middle initial as P and his father’s name as John Wesley Hubbard from Effingham, Illinois.  

However, my findings took another twist. In August 1968, a Decatur Herald article revealed that Carol (Breeden) Hubbard, John’s bride, married another man named Charles Dewight Leeper. This added complexity to the story.

While this information provides insight into the life of John P. Hubbard from Effingham, Illinois, it doesn’t conclusively connect him to Pauline Storment’s murder. It’s essential to stress that this only gives a face to a suspect in the case.

 

Kunkel's Memory of the Night

The following is the statement Wallace Peter Kunkel provided to the police. 

I interviewed the aforementioned suspect on April 23, 1971. He provided the following account of the events on the night of April 12, 1971. According to his statement, at around 5:30 p.m., MICHELLE PHELAN called him at his residence and informed him that she possessed a prescription for 30 pills. She requested him to meet her, along with TERRY SMITH and TIM COPELAND, at the Gray house. Around 6:00 p.m. or slightly later, his mother dropped him off at COLLIERS DRUG. As he walked towards the Gray house, he encountered JIM PARKER and informed him of their planned meeting in about an hour and a half. Subsequently, he walked to the laundromat, where he met MIKE MILLER and a girl who offered him a ride to the Gray house.

   

Upon arriving at the Gray house, he observed MIKE Michaels working on the pills, processing them to create an injectable liquid. He explained that he assisted MIKE with the process and that RICHARD FINDLEY and MICHELLE PHELAN arrived around 7:00 p.m. Shortly after 7:00 p.m., he, MICHELLE, and MIKE took their initial doses. He continued processing the pills alongside MIKE and, at approximately 7:30 p.m., he went out on the porch with MICHELLE and RICHARD.
He recounted that they subsequently left for PAT BAILEY’S and later visited the Jet Set to obtain a sprite. After returning to the Gray house, he sought MICHELLE’s approval to give a couple of pills to JIM PARKER, which she granted. He went to PAT BAILEY’S residence once more to deliver the pills to PARKER, returning to the Gray house around 7:45 p.m.

Around 8:15 p.m., they took their second dose of speed. At approximately 10:00 p.m., he attempted to contact his parents using the laundromat’s phone, but it was occupied. They then used an outdoor phone to successfully reach his parents. As they returned to the Gray house, they encountered STEVE COOPER, who inquired about the time, and the clock displayed between 9:20 and 9:25 p.m.
Returning to the Gray house, around 9:30 p.m., RICHARD FINDLEY requested a ride home. He sought permission from MIKE MICHAELS to use his motorcycle and departed the Gray house between 9:35 and 9:45 p.m. He described their route from the Gray house through the parking lot to Dickson Street, then Store Street, and finally Mount Comfort Road, where FINDLEY disembarked at the corner of Addington and Mount Comfort.
He returned to the Gray house, where he remained until approximately 10:30 to 10:40 p.m. At that point, he left the Gray house and was subsequently picked up by the Fayetteville City Police Officers.

The following is the transcript of Wallace Peter Kunkel’s recollection of his whereabouts leading up to, during, and after the time in which Pauline Storment is stabbed.

UPDATE: What to do when the DNA evidence collected in 1971 vanishes?

 For some some time now I have been curious about the possibility of taking whatever DNA was provided by the accused attacker and re-testing it with modern technology but that hope appears to have been lost for now, short of finding enough proof to convince a judge to exhume a few bodies.

Armed with knowing that on April 15, 1971 at 11:25 AM that Arkansas State Medical Examiners officer signed and received the evidence collected by the Fayetteville Police Department, I sent an email the the directors of the 2022 Arkansas State Crime Lab with a list of questions.

The response was cases this old any evidence would be returned to the original investigating agency. 

I thought great, the one agency which when I filed an FOIA in the very beginning of my search for answers I was told by the person over the F.O.I.A. requests that my FOIA request would remain opened but it appears after an exhaustive search including one of an off site storage facility that the case files have either been misplaced or lost,

It was at this time, I must have caused a stir at the department because an author who wrote a story in 2020 about Pauline Storment’s murder was contacted by a Lieutenant Franklin with questions about where did the author receive their information. 

The response was historical newspaper articles.

I eventually reached out to Lt. Franklin who stated he had read the case files about Pauline and was interested in helping to close the case. Then when I asked about DNA evidence he stated they didn’t have any. 

 So, I am left with the question of NOW WHAT?

How Google's Historical Street View Images Brought Pauline Storment's Story A Bit More Clarity.

For the longest time, I had operated on the assumption that Pauline Storment had been walking on the west side of the road, the left side of this photo, where the better sidewalk is.

Yet going back and reviewing the witness statements from Robert L. Spray and John A. Hall both stated they saw a man park his car close to their address of 12 S. Hill and when he stepped out he was wearing a sport coat possibly brown, he was medium in height, and had a slight build as well as appearing to be very drunk or under the influence of drugs.

 

Being
perplexed about the location of the only utility pole I could find in
the area on the street in 2022 had me thinking my cousin put up one hell
of a fight for her belonging to have been scattered at the light pole
as Gary Gammil had stated, so I went back in time with Google Street
View to 2007 and it revealed a much closer light pole at the
intersection.

This
new discovery now suggests Pauline Storment was indeed walking South on
Duncan Ave and she was on the east side of the road/right side of the
photo when she was stabbed seven times. It was at this point the killer
may have been spooked because Pauline let out a loud enough scream that
her murderer fled the area, likely to the east towards 12 S. Hill, where
Robert L. Spray & John A. Hall saw the strange man.

However,
unless during her last moments she was very confused, which is
possible, she told Mike Adair that her attacker ran back towards the
University which would have been north on Duncan and not towards 12 S.
Hill ,

The Pauline Storment Story!

Meet Pauline Storment, a quintessential All-American girl whose life was tragically cut short. Born to parents Paul Storment and Lillian Elam on April 3, 1944, in Ozark, Arkansas, she embodied the ideals of her time. Interestingly, Pauline’s lineage also included a connection to former Monterey County, California Sheriff’s Deputy Benjamin W. Storment, her grandfather.

 

During her time at Ozark High School, Pauline’s leadership skills shone through as she took on the role of President of the Freshman Class, a detail captured in the accompanying photograph.

Those closest to her remember Pauline as a kind and gentle soul, known for her dedication to studies and her aversion to frivolity. Following two years at Arkansas Tech University in Russellville, her path led her to marry Charles Joseph Pate in June of 1965 in Booneville, Arkansas. However, their marriage was short-lived, with a cloud of mystery surrounding her death in a cross-state incident involving Arkansas State Police, Memphis, Tennessee, and Atlanta, Georgia. Despite potential divorce proceedings, no official record has surfaced as of 2022.

Curiously, an Arkansas State Police report unearthed a statement from Iris Fletcher, Pauline’s former out-of-state roommate, revealing Pauline’s intense fear of her ex-husband. Post-marriage to Chuck, Pauline found herself in Memphis, Tennessee, where she contributed to the Shelby County Sheriff’s Department Emergency Team and also taught First Aid for the American Red Cross from 1968 to 1969.

After several years of shifting paths, Pauline decided to return to her educational pursuits, enrolling at the University of Arkansas in Fayetteville. Her time there found her sharing lodgings with Alice Pat Murphy at 102 South Duncan. Miss Murphy recalled never witnessing Pauline romantically involved with anyone, although a peculiar encounter with two unidentified men piqued curiosity. These men invited Pauline and her roommate for drinks, an invitation the two declined. The duo later left for Gordon Cummings’ place, a transition that remains puzzling due to missing case documents and DNA evidence.

 

Pat Murphy would also state that she could not think of anyone who would want to hurt Pauline. 

 

A significant turning point occurred on April 12, 1971, when Pauline’s story converged at the University of Arkansas’s ROTC center at 7:30 pm, where she worked part-time as a secretary. Terry, a coworker, recounted an invitation extended to Pauline for a Black Gospel Music Concert at the Union Ballroom at 8 pm. Pauline declined due to a class commitment. Terry acknowledged not being aware of Pauline’s romantic involvements but did mention Gordon Cummings.

 

Was Gordon Cummings one of the two men who came to the apartment with an unknown man? Now, bare in mind, Gordon Cummings was the son of Circuit Judge Maupin Cummings who would ironically preside of the pretrial hearings for the man accused of murdering Pauline. 

 

Also Gordon Cummings would later in life become an attorney and become friends with young William Jefferson Clinton.

 

The Fayetteville Police investigation would reveal that Pauline possibly did attend the concert and at its conclusion would walk to the university library to study for about thirty minutes to an hour before leaving for home.

 

The chain of events surrounding Pauline Storment’s life and untimely demise paints a complex narrative woven with intrigue and unanswered questions.

 

Pauline Storment 

April 3, 1944 – April 12, 1971

Unraveling the Mystery: Who murdered Pauline Storment?

In my digital copy it is very difficult to make out the text but the article basically states as follows:

At the age of 27, Pauline Storment found herself immersed in an evening of musical enchantment, followed by a visit to the library. Little did she know that the night would take a terrifying turn. Her roommate recounted to the police that, in order for Pauline to have been stabbed around 9:30pm, she must have left the campus an hour earlier than her usual time. The question lingered: Why did she alter her routine? Was there a sinister compulsion imposed by a cat-calling, creepy individual?

Echoes of her screams reverberated for at least a block, prompting several individuals to rush to her aid. Amidst their concern, Pauline managed to convey key details: “He struck me in the chest,” “He wore glasses,” and “He fled towards the campus.”

Barely 40 minutes after the harrowing attack, law enforcement had 17-year-old Wallace Peter Kunkel, a high school dropout and the son of a physicist, in custody. Incriminatingly, blood stains adorned his jacket, shirt, and pants.

Kunkel’s residence was known as the Grey House, recognized by officers as a transient abode situated on the southwest corner of University and Dickson, nestled aside Evergreen Cemetery’s north side. Interestingly, a Kappa Sigma Fraternity now occupies the vicinity.

Contemporary lab tests indicated a shared blood type between Kunkel and Storment, although the limitations of DNA analysis at the time hindered further conclusions.

Initial reports hinted at the discovery of a butcher knife, but this was eventually discarded in favor of a 6-inch tapered blade reminiscent of a peeling knife. Ironically, this elusive weapon was only stumbled upon by a fisherman three years later, concealed within a box resting at the depths of the Illinois River outside Fayetteville. Unfortunately, due to the prolonged submersion, testing feasibility was compromised.

Wallace Peter Kunkel experienced four days of confinement in city jail before his arrest, followed by an additional five days prior to formal charges being filed. Curiously, his attorney systematically rejected any proposals for a polygraph examination. However, a mere 11 days before Kunkel’s release and on the cusp of his arraignment, a change of heart from the attorney led to a polygraph being administered—a test that Kunkel ultimately passed.

Former patrol officer Bob Jones recalled a peculiar occurrence: a man in his 30s and his wife visited the station, ostensibly to confess to Pauline Storment’s murder. Yet, their account proved incongruent with the facts as the knife they provided did not match the one sought by investigators. Their information seemed regurgitated from press reports, casting doubt on their credibility. Eventually, this unidentified man was institutionalized.

Pauline’s employment history revealed roles in St. Louis and Memphis, notably as a security professional focused on combating retail theft—a role in which she excelled. However, scouring the company’s prosecuted cases yielded no leads to aid the investigation.

Among the myriad rumors that circulated, one speculated that Pauline might have been an undercover government agent investigating drug and illicit trafficking. Another theory, which intriguingly aligns to some extent, suggested that the assailant could have been the offspring of a professor, potentially leading to a concerted effort to safeguard and subsequently relocate the individual out of Arkansas.

The enigma surrounding Pauline Storment’s tragic fate continues to evoke questions, inviting contemplation on the complex web of circumstances that defined her final moments.