Sometime during the night， while lying in bed watcla-
ing TV， district attorney Bill Fitzpatrick put aside his
doubts about the confrontation looming between the
New York State Police and Waneta Hoyt. Fitzpatrick
liked to say that being brought up by Irish people， he
never hoped for something to happen， because then he
knew it wouldn t. But this night he fell asleep believ-
ing that when the investigators approached Waneta
I-Ioyt in the morning， she would agree to talk. She
would tell them how her five children had died more
than twenty years ago. She would confess. And the
hunch he had pursued for the past eight years would
pay off.
In the morning， the rituals of family life kept
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Fitzpatrick doubts in check.
nesda was a workout day， so he did twenty
Wed ~. ，，__.~-~r~.~，.u He showered， put on the
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gray suit that represented one-fifth of his business
wardrobe， and joined the household bustle.
His wife， Diane， left for her law office in Syracuse
when the baby-sitter arrived at eight-thirty to watch the
couple s two youngest children. Shortly before nine
o clock， Fitzpatrick walked his four-year-old son，
Danny， to nursery school.
The daily walk was part of the special bond
Fitzpatrick shared with Danny， the sensitive， round-
faced boy he and Diane had wanted so badly. As they
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