Wed. Journal online has OP cops looking for person of interest — a black guy pictured in a mockup — who was seen walking on the block at the time, having apparently just parked his car, then hopping back in the car and driving away.  Which is consistent with the beaten-elsewhere-dumped-on-Harvey theory floated by a man named Michael Sellers, who lives in the Harvey Ave. house, on Channel 5 in that the homeowner, Blake Hayner (?), heard “No!  Son of a bitch!” out front, then the slamming of a car door followed by car pulling away.  If the black guy found the body laid out on the lawn, he might well have gotten the hell out of there immediately. 

Later: for a very good telling of the story, see AP.

Later, in Sun-Times:

Police also disclosed they think D’Agostino was killed near where he was found. Witnesses who found D’Agostino had said he was lying on the lawn, his arms at his side, as if he had been dumped there. His briefcase was nearby.

Later, on Linden Avenue near Erie, Tuesday 6/28, early afternoon: Two police recruits handing out pix of the person of interest say look out for sledgehammer he would be carrying. 

With all respect to the seriousness of the problem, what do we think of this headline —  “Sexual assault in childhood haunts woman” — as promising a column that will tell us something we do not already know?

What follows, by Chi Trib’s Dawn T. Trice, is an anonymous morality tale (nothing more), told in the simplest of terms and — bless us! — ending with a to-be-continued:

“I loved my mother [who had not believed her story about being raped by the stepfather] and it hurt my feelings that I had to see this man and nobody did anything about it [says the raped woman]. It was like what happened to me meant nothing. So, I did what I did for my two kids.”

On Tuesday, I’ll tell you what she did.

If she sneaked up one day and shot the son of a b-tch, I’m interested.  Otherwise, we have a tale of horror recounted bloodlessly, which is maddening to most readers, definitely to this one.