"Come on!" I commanded. "Let's get the hell out of here!"
"Wait!" Carl said. "We've got to bury the bodies. We can't leave them here like this! Either you help me bury these chicks or we'll both end up behind bars. We're both in this up to our necks. If I get caught I'll say you were here when I killed them, then what will you do? So are you going to help me or not?" - ANTONE COSTA, Resurrection
In 1970, Costa was found guilty of killing two of the Truro women. He was sentenced to life in prison. Four years later, Costa > always so matter-of-fact it seemed... was found hanging by his neck in his prison cell.
ON SUNDAY May 12, 1974, a Walpole corrections officer making a routine tier check at 8:10 P.M. discovered Antone Costa hanging by the neck from a woven leather belt knotted around the upper bars of his cell. Costa's eyes bulged open; his darkly mottled face was frozen into a grotesque mask. Blood foamed against his gaping lips from his having bitten his tongue nearly in half. One unlaced sneaker had been kicked off during his death struggles, revealing a mended white sock. Costa badly urinated down the front of his unpressed prison trousers. Medical examiner Harold L. Shenker certified that Antone Charles Costa had died "of asphyxiation by hanging- suicide." Costa was twenty-nine years old. - LEO DAMORE, In His Garden
Costa never admitted guilt... talking only about Carl, his mysteriously creepy friend described in his book Ressurection... Carl, the murderer... the monster... not him.
Not the man in this black and white photograph.
His face all jawline and soft white flesh.
A thick rigid neck....
and that empty empty stare...
to remember him by.