Arrest
On June 11, after nine days of surveillance, police observed Bonin attempting to pick up five separate teenage boys, then succeed in luring a youth into his van. The police followed him until his van parked in a desolate parking lot, where they arrested him in the act of assaulting a 15-year-old identified as Harold T.
Freeway Killer victims |
1. Thomas Lundgren (13) – May 28, 1979 |
2. Mark Shelton (17) – August 4, 1979 |
3. Markus Grabs (17) – August 5, 1979 |
4. Donald Hyden (15) – August 27, 1979 |
5. David Murillo (17) – September 9, 1979 |
6. Robert Wirostek (18) – September 17, 1979 |
7. John Doe (19-25) – c. November 29, 1979 |
8. Frank Dennis Fox (17) – November 30, 1979 |
9. John Kilpatrick (15) – December 10, 1979 |
10. Michael McDonald (16) – January 1, 1980 |
11. Charles Miranda (15) – February 3, 1980 |
12. James Macabe (12) – February 3, 1980 |
13. Ronald Gatlin (18) – March 14, 1980 |
14. Glenn Barker (14) – March 21, 1980 |
15. Russell Rugh (15) – March 21, 1980 |
16. Harry Todd Turner (15) – March 24, 1980 |
17. Steven Wood (16) – April 10, 1980 |
18. Lawrence Sharp (18) – April 10, 1980 |
19. Darin Lee Kendrick (19) – April 29, 1980 |
20. Sean King (14) – May 19, 1980 |
21. Steven Wells (18) – June 2, 1980 |
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