There were two more murders, 15 miles away.

When police arrives, I found the telephones and electricity lines.

We have a weird homicide.

A scene described by one investigator as reminiscent of a weird...

A cup of murder...

You never know what someone might be hiding beneath their friendly exterior.

On January 24, 1986, a man who was described favorably was arrested

for being a serial rapist, a man who, police believed, was actually the serial killer whom they had

been looking for. So, if you like your coffee hot but your bones chilled, sit back and start your day with a morning cup of murder.

Very little is known about Anthony McKnight's early life.

We know he was born sometime in 1954, that he enlisted in the U.S. Army in 1982, that he also enlisted in the Navy,

and later served in a station in San Francisco, California,

and that in 1982, he was arrested by Oakland Police for trying to rape a girl who refused to have sex with him.

Not convicted and simply having to pay a fine, his information was, thankfully, entered into the sex offender database,

and his prints were placed in the U.S. criminal database. Settling down the following year,

Anthony got married, had a child, and was known by everyone as lively, friendly, and an extremely

popular man. A man who, no one knew, was a and an extremely popular man.

A man who, no one knew, was a registered sex offender and an active serial rapist.

The first woman he attacked was on the outskirts of one of the western districts of Oakland.

She was stabbed in the neck and chest, raped until unconscious, and left alone until someone happened upon the scene and took her to the hospital. A few days later, he raped another

young woman at a construction site, but thankfully, she was able to escape her attacker and hide

in a drainage ditch until he left and she could call the

...