...And Never Let HerGo

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    “Did Tom tell you he had put other items besides a sofa in your Dumpsters at 105 Foulk Road?”
    “Yes. He told me that he put [in] some of Anne Marie Fahey’s personal belongings and a gun.”
    They might have known. Tom had been punctilious about erasing every sign that Anne Marie had ever been to his home, much less died there. He wouldn’t have risked keeping a gun around. They had no idea what kind of gun it was; he had given the ten-millimeter back to Gerry. But a check of gun sale records might turn up someone close to Tom—or even Tom himself—who had purchased a gun around the time Anne Marie disappeared. It would be a tedious process, but if someone had given his real name when he purchased a gun, they could find it.
    Louie recalled a conversation he had had with Tom prior to his own grand jury testimony on August 29, 1996. Tom had been living at Louie’s Greenville mansion after he moved out of the blighted North Grant Avenue house.
    “I was just getting out of the shower—it was the morning of my testimony—and he came in and basically asked me to provide him an alibi for Friday morning—[to say] that he had come to visit me on Friday, June twenty-eighth.”
    Tom had suggested a script for Louie to follow, even though he would be committing perjury. “I would say that he just put personal belongings in there [the Dumpster] because he didn’t want his wife, Kay, to know he was having a relationship with Anne Marie Fahey.”
    “Did he say anything about the sofa?” Connolly asked.
    “He told me not to say it was in there.”
    As Louie’s testimony continued, it became apparent that allthree of Tom’s brothers had some knowledge of what had happened to Anne Marie, and that they had covered up for him.
    “Do you recall a conversation you had with your brother Joseph Capano in the winter of 1997?” Connolly asked.
    “It was a very brief conversation in Florida—at the pool. I just asked him if he had taken care of the anchor. And he told me that he had—meaning that he had replaced one of the anchors that was on my brother Gerry’s boat.”
    “And how did you know anything about an anchor to ask this question of Joe?”
    “My brother Gerry told me that my brother Tom used an anchor on his boat to get rid of the cooler.”
    Louie remembered walking in the street in front of Gerry’s house on Emma Court sometime in November 1996. Gerry had been unable to keep the ugly secret any longer, and he had confessed to Louie that Tom had come to him looking for a gun, and “anybody who could break somebody’s bones.”
    Louie continued haltingly. “And . . . he told me that he took my brother Tom out on a boat in Stone Harbor and disposed of Anne Marie Fahey’s body.”
    “And did Gerry also tell you about a conversation that he and Tom had before June twenty-eighth—that Tom had made a request of him?”
    “Yeah. Tom had said to him that he had been blackmailed by this woman, et cetera, and—if he killed her, could he just go for a boat ride with Gerry . . . Gerry didn’t believe Tommy was serious.”
    T HE government team warned both Gerry and Louie not to tell anyone that they had made statements about Anne Marie’s murder. If Tom knew that his world was about to come down around him, there was no telling what he might do. He was a man with so many masks that even those closest to him seemed not to know him. He had threatened to commit suicide in the past. He certainly had the wherewithal to leave the country if he chose to run.
    The FBI put a twenty-four-hour-a-day surveillance on Tom on November 10, 1997. Eric Alpert carried a radio tuned to the surveillance team’s frequency with him all the time. Early on Wednesday morning, November 12, his radio crackled. “Capano’s at his brother Joey’s house,” the agent told him. “They’re loading suitcases into his Jeep.”
    Connolly was in the grand jury room, where Gerry and Louiewere repeating the information they had already given, and Alpert paged him urgently. When Connolly was in the hallway, he told him that it looked as though Tom was going to make a run for it. He was in a car, heading toward Philadelphia.
    They agreed the time had come for an arrest. Connolly said it was important to stop Tom’s vehicle before he crossed the Delaware state line into Pennsylvania. If he was arrested there, he would be taken before a magistrate and the whole process delayed. Alpert told the agents following Tom’s Jeep Cherokee