At Stake - Part II- A Question Of Stalking
At Stake - Part II- A Question Of Stalking
Sunday, June 27, 2021, 7 PM
Rushford: Great evening, America. I'm Gates Rushford, your host. Welcome to Rushford's BarNon Inmate Talk. My weekly investigative news magazine program airs every Sunday. It advocates for those who believe they've been wrongfully accused. The show's concept is to bring in-depth inmate interviews to the public to determine if they were accused unjustly.
Rushmore's BarNon Inmate Talk's legal team takes on an inmate's case pro bono if new information is uncovered during the interview to warrant a new trial. This includes me, having served as a defense attorney for more than thirty years.
I'm at Belford Women's Prison in Hopewell Township, New Jersey. Our subject tonight is Giana Yvette Bonair.
As a recap, Ms. Bonair, a nursing student attending Ewing College of Allied Health, was accused of murdering forty-eight-year-old millionaire founder and CEO of Faylor Consumer Goods, Hannah Bolden Faylor.
Interview
Rushford: Once you accepted her dinner invitation to her house as an apology for the jar of gravy incident, did you have further encounters with her?
Giana: (She looks away from the camera, thinking). Yeah. I did. As a matter of fact, she showed up at my church on Cadwalader Drive in West Trenton. Took me for a loop.
Rushford: (Shifts in his seat). How did she know what church you attended?
Giana: (Leans forward. Looked Rushford directly in his eyes without flinching). Your guess is as good as mine. Come to think of it, that was strange. When she walked into the church, she was the center of attention, especially how she was dressed. She must have worn $3,500 worth of designer jewelry and designer clothes that day. I laughed inside. She obviously didn’t realize the neighborhood she was in. A white woman in the hood wearing that expensive stuff didn’t value her life or her property.
The fact that she was white was an afterthought. Looking like she had stepped off the runway of an international modeling show, she came and sat right beside me as if I was expecting her. The pew was overcrowded. People had no elbow or breathing room after she squeezed between me and toothless Mrs. Hazelwood.
Rushford: Did you sense that something was off about this encounter?
Giana: I can’t tell people how to live their life or where to go. This is a free country.
Rushford: (Huffing, he couldn’t believe the ignorance of this young woman). Would you say Ms. Fowler was stalking you?
Giana: Stalking me? Stalking me. Have you lost your mind? What reason would that woman have to stalk me? I didn’t know her, and she didn’t know me. We had a casual encounter in the supermarket where I work. I went to her house for dinner as a gesture of kindness.
Rushford: Has she ever been to your house? Tell me about additional encounters with her before you two became friends. I know she was sick. You accompanied her to the hospital. The staff believed she was your adopted mother.
Giana: After that first dinner, I didn’t think anything of it. She began showing up at my job more, buying things she didn’t need. I saw her several times in the parking lot where I go to school. Twice, when I was having dinner with my boyfriend, she was seated on the other side of the restaurant. I noticed it when I went to the ladies' room.
Rushford: That sounds like stalking to me. Or do you see it as a cry for help? She had no family in the city. Apparently, she saw something in you and did everything she could to get your attention.
Giana: (Shrugged). I told you once before, Mr. Rushford, that I can’t tell people where to go and how to live their lives. Get my attention? That sounds childish to me. Ms. Faylor was a grown-ass woman. I may be young, but I’m not stupid. You’re the one who sounds really stupid right now. Why would anyone want to stalk me for attention? The woman wasn’t gay. She’s told me about her steamy past lovers. Lonely, maybe, but in a weird kinda way.
Rushford: (Ignoring the fact that Giana called him stupid). What would you say if I told you, according to my sources, Ms. Faylor hired a private investigator to follow you?
Giana: (Her mouth dropped. Shock and disbelief registered on her face). You have got to be kidding me. What would she want with me? This is all too much. I want to go back to my cell. I don’t want to talk to you anymore.
Rushford: I understand this is difficult for you. However, the only way to clear your name, in my opinion, is to continue with this interview. Could the private investigator have killed Ms. Faylor?
Giana: This is sickening. Didn’t I just tell you I knew nothing about a private investigator? Besides, I was never told what actually killed the lady – the cancer or the Thallium.
Rushford: It was officially reported as death by Thallium.
Giana: Well. I didn’t give it to her.
Rushford: Tell me about your family. Did Ms. Faylor meet any of them? If so, were they aware of her wealth?
Giana: So what are you saying? Someone in my family could have killed her?
Rushford: Who do you live with? Your family. Tell me about your family.
Giana: I live with my forty-two-year-old twin aunts: my mother’s younger sisters, Victoria and Mallory. Aunt Vicky has a seventeen-year-old son, Golan. They wouldn’t hurt a flea –either of them. My aunts took me in after my mother passed away.
Rushford: Did she pass away, or was she murdered? You may want to pay close attention to your family. Your cousin has a sealed record of a felony he committed at fourteen. When did your aunts relocate from Augusta, Georgia, to Trenton?
(Giana’s face went blank. She didn’t have time to respond to the new revelations).
I’m afraid we’re out of time. Thank you for joining me this evening.
Let’s get together again next week to continue this candid talk with Giana Yvette Bonair, the nursing student accused of murdering forty-eight-year-old millionaire founder and CEO of Faylor Consumer Goods, Hannah Bolden Faylor.
Until next time, this is Gates Rushford, your candid host of BarNon Inmate Talk.
Edited by: Michael A. Robinson Jr
Sunday, June 27, 2021, 7 PM
Rushford: Great evening, America. I'm Gates Rushford, your host. Welcome to Rushford's BarNon Inmate Talk. My weekly investigative news magazine program airs every Sunday. It advocates for those who believe they've been wrongfully accused. The show's concept is to bring in-depth inmate interviews to the public to determine if they were accused unjustly.
Rushmore's BarNon Inmate Talk's legal team takes on an inmate's case pro bono if new information is uncovered during the interview to warrant a new trial. This includes me, having served as a defense attorney for more than thirty years.
I'm at Belford Women's Prison in Hopewell Township, New Jersey. Our subject tonight is Giana Yvette Bonair.
As a recap, Ms. Bonair, a nursing student attending Ewing College of Allied Health, was accused of murdering forty-eight-year-old millionaire founder and CEO of Faylor Consumer Goods, Hannah Bolden Faylor.
Interview
Rushford: Once you accepted her dinner invitation to her house as an apology for the jar of gravy incident, did you have further encounters with her?
Giana: (She looks away from the camera, thinking). Yeah. I did. As a matter of fact, she showed up at my church on Cadwalader Drive in West Trenton. Took me for a loop.
Rushford: (Shifts in his seat). How did she know what church you attended?
Giana: (Leans forward. Looked Rushford directly in his eyes without flinching). Your guess is as good as mine. Come to think of it, that was strange. When she walked into the church, she was the center of attention, especially how she was dressed. She must have worn $3,500 worth of designer jewelry and designer clothes that day. I laughed inside. She obviously didn’t realize the neighborhood she was in. A white woman in the hood wearing that expensive stuff didn’t value her life or her property.
The fact that she was white was an afterthought. Looking like she had stepped off the runway of an international modeling show, she came and sat right beside me as if I was expecting her. The pew was overcrowded. People had no elbow or breathing room after she squeezed between me and toothless Mrs. Hazelwood.
Rushford: Did you sense that something was off about this encounter?
Giana: I can’t tell people how to live their life or where to go. This is a free country.
Rushford: (Huffing, he couldn’t believe the ignorance of this young woman). Would you say Ms. Fowler was stalking you?
Giana: Stalking me? Stalking me. Have you lost your mind? What reason would that woman have to stalk me? I didn’t know her, and she didn’t know me. We had a casual encounter in the supermarket where I work. I went to her house for dinner as a gesture of kindness.
Rushford: Has she ever been to your house? Tell me about additional encounters with her before you two became friends. I know she was sick. You accompanied her to the hospital. The staff believed she was your adopted mother.
Giana: After that first dinner, I didn’t think anything of it. She began showing up at my job more, buying things she didn’t need. I saw her several times in the parking lot where I go to school. Twice, when I was having dinner with my boyfriend, she was seated on the other side of the restaurant. I noticed it when I went to the ladies' room.
Rushford: That sounds like stalking to me. Or do you see it as a cry for help? She had no family in the city. Apparently, she saw something in you and did everything she could to get your attention.
Giana: (Shrugged). I told you once before, Mr. Rushford, that I can’t tell people where to go and how to live their lives. Get my attention? That sounds childish to me. Ms. Faylor was a grown-ass woman. I may be young, but I’m not stupid. You’re the one who sounds really stupid right now. Why would anyone want to stalk me for attention? The woman wasn’t gay. She’s told me about her steamy past lovers. Lonely, maybe, but in a weird kinda way.
Rushford: (Ignoring the fact that Giana called him stupid). What would you say if I told you, according to my sources, Ms. Faylor hired a private investigator to follow you?
Giana: (Her mouth dropped. Shock and disbelief registered on her face). You have got to be kidding me. What would she want with me? This is all too much. I want to go back to my cell. I don’t want to talk to you anymore.
Rushford: I understand this is difficult for you. However, the only way to clear your name, in my opinion, is to continue with this interview. Could the private investigator have killed Ms. Faylor?
Giana: This is sickening. Didn’t I just tell you I knew nothing about a private investigator? Besides, I was never told what actually killed the lady – the cancer or the Thallium.
Rushford: It was officially reported as death by Thallium.
Giana: Well. I didn’t give it to her.
Rushford: Tell me about your family. Did Ms. Faylor meet any of them? If so, were they aware of her wealth?
Giana: So what are you saying? Someone in my family could have killed her?
Rushford: Who do you live with? Your family. Tell me about your family.
Giana: I live with my forty-two-year-old twin aunts: my mother’s younger sisters, Victoria and Mallory. Aunt Vicky has a seventeen-year-old son, Golan. They wouldn’t hurt a flea –either of them. My aunts took me in after my mother passed away.
Rushford: Did she pass away, or was she murdered? You may want to pay close attention to your family. Your cousin has a sealed record of a felony he committed at fourteen. When did your aunts relocate from Augusta, Georgia, to Trenton?
(Giana’s face went blank. She didn’t have time to respond to the new revelations).
I’m afraid we’re out of time. Thank you for joining me this evening.
Let’s get together again next week to continue this candid talk with Giana Yvette Bonair, the nursing student accused of murdering forty-eight-year-old millionaire founder and CEO of Faylor Consumer Goods, Hannah Bolden Faylor.
Until next time, this is Gates Rushford, your candid host of BarNon Inmate Talk.
Edited by: Michael A. Robinson Jr
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