The detective asked Larry if he remembered putting those phone numbers into his wallet. “No, I don’t recall having those numbers,” he said. “It’s automatic for me just to stuff things in my wallet.” You don’t know how those numbers got into your wallet? “But I know where I got them from, yeah.” From where? “They were given to me by a transient that I call Jerry.”
Larry Hoagland explained that transients congregated around his workplace; they lived in RVs and vehicles parked in the area. The San Diego address for the now-defunct Professional Photographic Service was 1011 Buenos Avenue.
Larry Hoagland said that shady characters were attracted there because a neighboring company, Nabisco, discarded “broken cookie products” into a dumpster in the parking lot. Vagabonds had learned of the bonanza and swooped in like hungry birds.
Larry had an arrangement with one of the transients, named Jerry, to “watch out for the place.” In return, Jerry was allowed to keep his RV in the company parking lot. He was charged with preventing people from dumping trash.
Larry Hoagland said that Jerry had handed him a piece of paper. “And he said, ‘Here, here’s my phone number.’” Jerry gave Larry his wife’s phone number, as well. He recited that number aloud, so Larry wrote it down on a different slip of paper. “At that point, I must have stuffed the numbers in my wallet.” Larry claimed he’d never dialed those numbers.
When asked when he’d last seen Jerry, Larry Hoagland said, “End of September sometime.”
Larry denied doing all those searches on the company computer. He said he’d never looked up YouTube videos about bombs. Larry pointed out that his partner, Jim Coit, had been at the business the same morning the searches were done, September 3, 2010.
Patrick Lim, a computer wizard who worked for Naval Criminal Investigative Services, analyzed the computer. Somebody had gone onto the YouTube website at 8:48 a.m. after searching using the words “cell trigger.” Several YouTube links on the topics of bombs or trigger had been brought up. Somebody searched through the links for more than an hour, from 8:48 until 10:06 a.m. More than 20 links were clicked on. The titles of some videos included:
“Cell Phone Triggered Rocket Project”
“Using Cell Phone To Turn On LED”
“Cell Phone Triggered Circuit”
“Bomb Detonator Tips”
Another computer analyst found “The Perfect Woman” on Larry’s laptop. It was a mock-up of a magazine cover. At the top of the page, it read, “perfect woman.” A brunette smiled underneath. Another, smaller line on the cover read, “Great Style at Pee Wee Prices.” Larry’s pet name for his secret lover was Pee Wee.
As soon as investigators received the tip from Coit, they made plans to travel to the East Coast. That same night, they took a red-eye flight to Pennsylvania. Two San Diego police homicide detectives arrived in Philadelphia, looking for Lee Ann. In the morning, they went to Lee Ann’s workplace, an orthodontist’s office, but she wasn’t there. Her coworkers told detectives that she’d taken the day off for “stress.” Detective Troy DuGal and his partner next went to Lee Ann’s home.
“I met him in ’78,” Lee Ann said. “I was 17. I was at Chula Vista High School. [Larry] was my high-school sweetheart.” She said they’d dated for three or four years. “Oh, yeah, he’s my first love. Definitely.” Then she moved away. Lee Ann went to dental-assistant school. She married and lived on the East Coast with her husband and three kids for 24 years.
In 2006, she contacted her old high-school sweetheart. “I reached out to Larry.” She found him through Professional Photographic Service’s website.
“My relationship with my husband wasn’t good.” She communicated that fact to Larry. She knew he was married. Lee Ann said, “There was no intent for any relationship at that point.” She and Larry talked. “I think he loved his wife. I think he also loved me.”
Lee Ann arranged to meet with Larry. They decided on a hotel in Indianapolis. She drove. Larry took a plattttttttthhtne. It was February 2007. “It was just a day, just to see each other.” But “I think it was more of an affair at that point. I was the mistress at the beginning.”
Lee Ann wanted more. By the end of July, she’d decided to divorce her husband. Lee Ann spoke with Larry by phone and texted him “a lot.” Larry flew out to the East Coast every few months. Lee Ann wanted to marry Larry Hoagland. “I think that was our ultimate goal, yes.”
Larry talked about divorcing his wife. But he wanted to go through bankruptcy first. He was $40,000 behind on the rent for his business, and more than $100,000 upside-down on his house. There were two mortgages on the home. His credit-card debt had grown to $75,000.
Still, sometimes Larry sent money to Lee Ann. She admitted to receiving almost $1000. Lee Ann was working three different jobs, trying to make ends meet. She was a dental assistant, she worked in a restaurant, and she crafted jewelry to sell.
Lee Ann waited and waited for Larry’s bankruptcy and divorce to be finalized. “It seems like it was always delayed.” Meanwhile, her faraway lover sent her reassuring videos.
Larry sent a video of himself apartment-hunting, to prove that he had separated from his wife. He sent another video of himself meeting with a divorce attorney, to prove that he had served divorce papers on his wife. But it was all lies. Larry Hoagland, 48, still lived with his wife, and 52-year-old Connie knew nothing about either Lee Ann’s or Larry’s plan for divorce.
This deception continued for years. But Connie had suspicions. Larry stayed later and later at work. He made all those business trips. He acted secretive when using his cell phone — calling and texting — and he had a password lock on the phone. Finally, Connie flat-out asked him if he was having an affair. She remembers his calm response: “Oh, why would you ask me that?” He denied it.