Kidnapped: Glenn Flothe’s Victim Map & Matrix

AST Sgt. Glenn Flothe
Sgt. Glenn Flothe

When Cindy Paulson said she feared for her life, her assessment was grounded in the sense that Robert Hansen had killed before. He implied as much, telling Cindy there had been “other girls” that he’d kidnapped and taken to his cabin. Her fears were not unfounded. But the scope of Hansen’s murderous career was well beyond what anyone imagined at the time of Cindy Paulson’s interview.

Sgt. Glenn Flothe’s detailed victim matrix (below) reveals 24 marks, each of them representing a possible Hansen victim. As with everything associated with Glenn Flothe, the matrix is meticulous — it includes the case number; the Gravesite Number (corresponding to Hansen’s flight map); the order and date on which the body was found (if it was found); the location of the gravesite and the victim’s name. Those are details that border on numbing, but they shouldn’t be.

Troopers ultimately used Flothe’s matrix to keep Hansen “honest,” threatening to charge him with additional murders if he didn’t help them identify and locate each and every victim. Hansen came up a little “short” on that one, apparently preferring not to admit to the murder of women he didn’t consider “prostitutes.” The criminal justice system settled for the seventeen to which he confessed. The true number is closer to 30.

NOTE: On both the matrix and the map, a BLUE highlight indicates a victim that Hansen admitted killing; a YELLOW highlight indicates a victim that Hansen denied killing.

Sgt. Glenn Flothe’s Victim Matrix (Click for Larger Image – 10MB)
Victim Matrix

The victim matrix exists in support of Glenn Flothe’s annotated version of Robert Hansen’s flight map (below). This map was quickly determined to show locations where Hansen had killed and then buried the young women he’d kidnapped and taken into the bush. Finding this map provided the initial “shock” of the investigation, utlimately proving that the scope and reach of Robert Hansen’s crimes was the biggest in Alaska history.

Sgt. Glenn Flothe’s Annotated Flight Map (Click for Larger Image – 14MB)
Victim Map

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Kidnapped: Cindy Paulson, Part VI: Down the Steps

On June 13, 1983, Cindy Paulson was kidnapped and raped, her life threatened by Robert Hansen. Her eventual getaway was central to Hansen’s ultimate capture and confession to the murder of dozens of women. Three months later, Cindy agreed to a detailed interview with Sgt. Glenn Flothe, the Alaska State Trooper in charge of the homicide investigation. This interview helped pave the way for Hansen’s indictment in the murders.

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Cindy Paulson
Cindy Paulson

FLOTHE: Now, on Page 2 you drew a diagram here and there’s here what is steps. Would you mark those steps so that somebody else will know what they are? (phone dial tone). And this is the garage part here?

CINDY: Um hmm.

FLOTHE: Mark that. OK, write garage there. OK.

CINDY: When you walk from the garage, you walk up the steps and go to the right and they’ll take you into the house. And to the right, as soon you walk in the door, is a closet. And then to the left there’s some stairs going down and there’s a big moose with buffalo heads in it and then you go down some more stairs and it leads you into the downstairs. To the basement, what he called his den.

FLOTHE: OK. Did you go into that closet at all, Cindy?

The kitchen at Hansen's house
Kitchen at Robert Hansen’s House (copyright Leland E. Hale; the kitchen is at the rear of the house, beyond the living room – dining room; Cindy spent no time in the common living areas of the home)

FLOTHE: OK. For the purposes of the tape, Investigator Casper was on the phone there, so we know who he was. (to Casper: ‘That’s all right.’) And you say there’s a moose head…

CINDY: Uh huh.

FLOTHE: Right here. OK. That’s to the left.

CINDY: Uh huh.

FLOTHE: And then past that you go down some more stairs and then you go down?

CINDY: Yes. Yes.

(sound of door closing)

FLOTHE: OK. That’s Page 2 and that shows going from the garage, up the steps, make a right (sic), then to the left there’s a moose head, closet, then you go down some steps… Is that like a basement or?

CINDY: It’s probably his den.

Down the steps to a den with foosball table and sewing machine
Robert Hansen’s Den (courtesy, Alaska State Troopers; note the foosball table and the sewing machine)

FLOTHE: His den. Is there any windows or anything?

CINDY: Yes. And they’re closed and barred.

FLOTHE: Barred? What do you mean?

CINDY: Barred like the wire they have at the police station. Like, I really didn’t see ‘em close, ‘cause I was chained to the floor. But it looked like they had like little bullet proof wires in ‘em.

FLOTHE: Hmm. OK. Bullet proof glass? Were there curtains on the windows?

CINDY: Uh huh, black curtains.

FLOTHE: How could you see the windows with the curtains on them?

CINDY: Because they kept flapping about three inches and I was staring at them.

FLOTHE: What color were the curtains?

CINDY: Black or a dark brown.

FLOTHE: Now, this describes the downstairs. Where do you come in the downstairs from the dining room?

CINDY: Right here.

FLOTHE: OK. Put ‘Entry’ there. Entry – as you enter, where is the front of the house with the street side, do you know?

CINDY: To… the… right.

FLOTHE: Will the street side be on which side of the page here?

CINDY: The right. At the bottom.

FLOTHE: The bottom. OK. Put the ‘Street’ down here. OK. Now, as you come in, think back and describe as you come in, what’s…

CINDY: As you come in, you look to the right, there’s a chair, and all the way around the area where there’s furniture are stuffed animals.

Trooper photos Hansen's den
Photos of Hansen’s Den with Furniture and Stuffed Animals (courtesy Alaska State Troopers)

CINDY: (Continued) And to the left there’s a window and like a washer and dryer and [inaudible]. And then there’s some clothes on the back and then there’s a bathroom. And a foosball table, a pool table and then there’s another window on the street side.

FLOTHE: OK. What’s this over here, this square thing?

CINDY: A bar and the washer.

FLOTHE: You mean like a bar like where you have…

CINDY: Uh huh.

FLOTHE: … booze and stuff?

CINDY: Uh huh, like a little wet bar.


CINDY: Where things are stacked.

FLOTHE: And these lines over here…

CINDY: They’re clothes.


CINDY: And then there’s a bathroom on the other side of the clothes. (inaudible). The bathroom is pink and black.

Kidnapped: The Cindy Paulson Story [Installment One]

Kidnapped: The Lineup Photos & Robert Hansen

Kidnapped: The Cindy Paulson Story [Installment One]

When Cindy Paulson picked Robert Hansen out of a lineup, it was decidely not a slam-dunk. There were five other photos in the lineup, each of them quite similar (as is appropriate). That wasn’t the only hurdle. Hansen had changed his appearance by the time he met Cindy Paulson, having shaved his moustache.

Nonetheless, Cindy went straight to Hansen’s photo, without hesitation. This was the man. The killer. There was no mistaking any of that. The trick now was to turn Cindy’s lineup identification into an arrest.

APD Lineup Shown to Cindy Paulson
Lineup Photo

On June 13, 1983, Cindy Paulson was kidnapped and raped, her life threatened by Robert Hansen. Her eventual getaway was central to Hansen’s ultimate capture and confession to the murder of dozens of women. Three months later, Cindy agreed to a detailed interview with Sgt. Glenn Flothe, the Alaska State Trooper in charge of the homicide investigation. This interview helped pave the way for Hansen’s indictment in the murders. The Cindy Paulson story starts here.

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KIdnapped: Cindy Paulson, Part V: The Diagrams

This is Installment Five of the September 27, 1983, interview of Cindy Paulson by Sgt. Glenn Flothe, AST. In this installment, Cindy draws diagrams of Robert Hansen’s house. Her eye for detail is appreciable. [Installment Four]

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Cindy Paulson
Cindy Paulson

FLOTHE: We’re back on tape. Time is 8:40 pm. We’re gonna go ahead and turn the tape over at this time, so that we don’t run out when we start again. We’re back on tape, time is 8:42 pm. You’ve drawn some diagrams for me here, Cindy, and there’s one, two, three pages of diagrams. And, I notice that you are smoking now, but were you smoking at that time?


FLOTHE: OK. You weren’t smoking in his house or anything like that?

CINDY: Yes, I did smoke in his house.

FLOTHE: Oh, you did?

CINDY: Yes, when I was laying down I smoked three Kool Filter King cigarettes.

Kool Filter Kings
Kool Filter Kings Advertisement (1975)

FLOTHE: Did he… Did you have those with you?

CINDY: Um hmm.

FLOTHE: OK. What did you do with the cigarette butts?

CINDY: Put ‘em in the ashtray.

FLOTHE: He gave you an ashtray?


FLOTHE: Do you know what he did with those?

CINDY: Nope. When he had unchained me to take me to the airport, he left everything the way it was.

FLOTHE: Hmm. OK. Let’s talk about your diagrams a little bit, then we can talk about what was inside the house.


FLOTHE: On Page 1, which I’ll mark here… Page 1, Page 2, Page 3… Now, that’s the only thing I’ve written on here is the page numbers, right? You’ve written everything else.


FLOTHE: OK. On the first page here you’ve got a diagram of the house, it’s an outside of a house and you’ve got little things sticking up on the roof of this garage… are those those…

CINDY: Them are the horns…

FLOTHE: The horns.

CINDY: And to the right side the windows there’s a door and to the left the garage. And I don’t remember if there’s another window on the other side of the door.

FLOTHE: And that’s where the question mark is.

CINDY: Uh huh. And the house is blue.

FLOTHE: OK. And this little car you drew over here it’s kind of a representation of the car, that’s a kind of a station wagon kind of a thing.


FLOTHE: A hatchback.


Hansen's cars close-up
Hansen’s Truck & Datsun Close-up
(copyright Leland E. Hale)

Kidnapped: Thoughts on Cindy Paulson

On June 13, 1983, Cindy Paulson was kidnapped and raped, her life threatened by Robert Hansen. Her eventual getaway was central to Hansen’s ultimate capture and confession to the murder of dozens of women. Three months later, Cindy agreed to a detailed interview with Sgt. Glenn Flothe, the Alaska State Trooper in charge of the homicide investigation. This interview helped pave the way for Hansen’s indictment in the murders.

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Cindy Paulson
Cindy Paulson

Cindy Paulson sounds so young in this interview. Of course, she does. She’s barely eighteen. She’s still a teenager.

Not your typical teenager. This young woman is already world-weary. She talks about making appointments with “gentlemen.” Has a spot staked out on the street where the hookers hang. A motel room primed for turning tricks. She knows enough not to willingly go to a stranger’s house. Is convincingly casual when she speaks about giving blow-jobs in a car. Knows a place where she can do the deed without being spotted.

But her teenager keeps breaking out, not to be deprived of a momentary thrill:

CINDY: …He offered me $200 for a blowjob in the car, ‘cause I wouldn’t go to his place. “‘Sure, no problem,’ I’m like, ‘fine, no problem.’ ‘Hey, no problem,’ you know.”

FLOTHE: Two hundred dollars is a lot of money…

CINDY: Hey, for a blowjob in the car, hell yeah.

Exchanges like that put me in parent-mode. Sure, you’re worth it, I want to tell her. Not everyone gets an offer like that. Then I want to admonish her. “But Cindy, listen. That’s way too much money for a blow-job in a car. This guy isn’t to be trusted.” Perfect parental hindsight.

AST Sgt. Glenn Flothe
Sgt. Glenn Flothe

Glenn Flothe, on the other hand, plays this perfectly. He doesn’t go parental on her. Gets her to keep on talking, as her mind unwinds a hundred — a thousand — details.

Cindy Paulson describes Robert Hansen’s den (Video; copyright Leland E. Hale)

And that’s the parallel thread. Cindy Paulson is armed with a steel trap mind. One is tempted to think that this is what saved her. She’s not flawless; her emotional overload is palpable. By all rights, she should have been dead, another nameless young woman caught in Hansen’s web. Instead, once captured she continuously plots ways to put herself a step ahead of Robert Hansen. In the end, she was a step ahead of Robert Hansen. Only one step, but that’s all it took.

She was also a little bit lucky. At this point in his deadly career, Robert Hansen was getting a little careless. The signs are obvious. The gun left on the roof of his car. The car door left ajar. His casual stroll between the trunk of his car and the plane. To his mind, everything was under control. He knew the drill. He’d done this before. But Cindy Paulson was a wildcat waiting to spring. Bob Hansen wasn’t ready for her.

Glenn Flothe once told me that Cindy Paulson was one of the best witnesses he’d ever met. I believe him. That she survived to tell the tale is her own little miracle.

See also: Hunting Humans, by David Lohr

Kidnapped: Cindy Paulson, Part IV

This is Installment Four of the September 27, 1983, interview of Cindy Paulson by Sgt. Glenn Flothe, AST. In this installment, Cindy talks about — and proves — her observational powers, in this case related to Robert Hansen’s house on Old Harbor Road. Her ability to accurately describe every detail of her ordeal was crucial to establishing her credibility as a witness. Too often, Robert Hansen was believed instead of the women, many of them dancers or prostitutes, who testified against him. [Installment Three]

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Cindy Paulson
Cindy Paulson

FLOTHE: So he takes you to the house. Now, from reading your report apparently you had a pretty good description of the house that you gave the police. Do you know your way around town well, or why did you happen to remember so well where it was at?

CINDY: Because when I drove past the house there was a sign that said ‘Dead End.’

FLOTHE: You drove past the house?

CINDY: Up to the house.

FLOTHE: Oh and you saw a sign that said ‘Dead End?’


FLOTHE: How did you know this? Did you know the street name?

CINDY: No. You see, when we was driving I observed everything. ‘Cause this motherfucker wasn’t getting away with it.

FLOTHE: I hope not.

CINDY: I knew I was in trouble. And I really, really… If there was any chance of me getting away, he wasn’t getting away with it.

Cindy Paulson (audio)

FLOTHE: You also described the outside of the house. Can you describe that again to me, Cindy?

CINDY: It’s blue with a big ol’ picture window and the whole house is… If you drive down Old Harbor Road, the window’s on the right side and the garage is to the left.

Hansen house Old Harbor Road (b&w)
Hansen’s House, Old Harbor Road (copyright Leland E. Hale)

FLOTHE: Was there anything else unusual about the house?

CINDY: There’s no trees in the front yard.

FLOTHE: OK. I think before you mentioned something being on the roof of the house.

CINDY: Yep. There were horns.

FLOTHE: Horns?

CINDY: Yep. (inaudible) The horns that were up there, the big ol’ antler horns, they’re called. That was everywhere in the whole… In the basement there was fish, there was wolf skin, there was stuffed animals everywhere. Big ol’ like caribou and goats heads, big ones stuffed everywhere. Ducks and birds.

Robert Hansen's Den
Hansen’s Den (Alaska State Troopers)

FLOTHE: When you drove up to the house did you see any other cars there at the time?

CINDY: Yep. Like a Datsun Toyota cream-colored car. Four door. Like a station wagon.

FLOTHE: Like a station wagon?

CINDY: Uh huh. Like a little Datsun station wagon.

Hansen's cars close-up
Hansen’s Truck & Datsun Close-up
(copyright Leland E. Hale)

FLOTHE: Where did he park the car?

CINDY: The Buick car, inside the garage.

FLOTHE: How did he get in?

CINDY: The automatic opener.

FLOTHE: He had an automatic garage door opener?

CINDY: The garage was opened. (inaudible)

FLOTHE: Either he had opened it or it was already open?

CINDY: Uh huh. I was kinda trippin’ I really thought (inaudible)

FLOTHE: This car that was in the driveway – how new or old was this car?

CINDY: (interrupting) It was an older car.

FLOTHE: An older car.

CINDY: Uh huh.

FLOTHE: Can you describe it a little bit more to me?

CINDY: It was probably about a ’72, cream-colored Datsun, with a kinda station wagon in the back, the kind that you used to… It was about a ’72 or ’73.

FLOTHE: You think if I showed you some pictures of some cars later on you might be able to pick it out?

CINDY: Uh huh. Uh huh.

FLOTHE: OK. So you go into the garage, what happens then, when you get into the garage? Were the lights on or off?

CINDY: On. He takes me up the stairs to the garage, I mean, to the house. After we get in the garage we gotta go up these stairs. About four stairs to get into the house. And we got to the house and he drug me downstairs to the… as soon as you walk in there’s a carpet to the right. To the left is the basement.

FLOTHE: At this time, so I know what you’re talking about, ‘cause I have not been in the house, Cindy…

CINDY: Uh huh.

(sound of paper being torn off a tablet)

FLOTHE: Would you draw me a diagram of the house and I’ll turn the tape off just for a minute while you’re doing that. I’m not going to help you do that, all right?


FLOTHE: Turning the tape off at 8:34 pm.

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Kidnapped: Cindy Paulson, Part III

This is Installment Three of the September 27, 1983, interview of Cindy Paulson by Sgt. Glenn Flothe, AST. In this installment, Cindy talks about being handcuffed by Robert Hansen at gunpoint — and identifies his handgun. Identifying and finding Hansen’s weapon cache would prove essential to making the murder case against the “Butcher, Baker.” [Installment Two]

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Cindy Paulson
Cindy Paulson

FLOTHE: Now you mentioned this airplane seat. I’m a little confused about when the airplane seat got in and out of the car.

CINDY: OK, well I had got in the car to give the guy a blowjob. I looked in the back, OK, there was like a… you know how seats in front have covers — they’re metal? OK, that wasn’t even back there. On the floor instead there was an airplane seat. OK, well he was taking me from being downstairs to the airport, to go get in his plane, the seat was not in the back seat, it was in the trunk, ‘cause he kept going from the trunk carrying things to fit in the airplane. (pause)

FLOTHE: Would you recognize this metal seat if you saw it again, do you think?

CINDY: Yeah, but then again one seat looks the same. I can tell you (inaudible) I can describe the plane to you. The security guard had came up I don’t know if I was in the back laying down when he [the security guard] did. That was why [Hansen] kept telling me to lay down. The security guard at that time…

FLOTHE: How did you know that?

CINDY: ‘Cause they told me, the police officers had told me when we went to the hospital. ‘Cause I still got marks from the handcuffs on my hands. My left wrist, right there…

FLOTHE: Um hmm.

CINDY: And then up here to where I was starting to get it off. There.

FLOTHE: There is a kind of lightish scar there on your…

CINDY: Um hmm. It was a red scar…

FLOTHE: On the inside of your left wrist.

CINDY: Yep. And then up here on my hand, right in the middle.

FLOTHE: Were the handcuffs tight?

CINDY: Some times they were. I was just… I was hysterical and shocked, didn’t know what to do, he was chasing after me with a gun. And I was just running.

FLOTHE: So, you’re in the car and he pulls a gun out and he handcuffs you. Does he tell you anything at that point, once he’s got the handcuffs on…

CINDY: Yeah. ‘Don’t worry. Don’t cause no problems and I won’t hurt you.’

FLOTHE: Did he point the gun at you at any time?

CINDY: Yes, directly.

FLOTHE: In your face?

CINDY: Um hmm. Every time it was in my face.

FLOTHE: What did the gun look like?

CINDY: It was a big revolver gun, like a police gun. Handle was brown. It had a long barrel.

FLOTHE: I have… it’s kind of a picture book with different types of guns in it, OK. Would you take a look through that picture book and see if you see a gun that might be similar to the one that this man had?

CINDY: Um hmm.

FLOTHE: Make sure you look through the whole book before you decide. And it may not even be in there.

(Sound of pages turning. Cindy coughs.)

CINDY: Looked kinda like this, with a really long barrel.

FLOTHE: You’re pointing at Figure Number 21.

CINDY: Yeah. With a wood handle.

FLOTHE: Was it… this one here is called like a checkered grip. You know, like mine is. (rustling sound as Flothe shows his gun to Cindy) Did it have that or was…

CINDY: No. It was smooth. It was smooth like Figure 20’s handle, but the gun was shaped like Figure 21. And it had a long barrel (turning of pages) like Figure 4 or (pause) Figure 2.

FLOTHE: So it had a longer barrel than…

CINDY: Yeah, it had a really long barrel.

FLOTHE: OK. Was it a blue color? This looks black but it’s actually blue. Or was it some other color?

CINDY: It was a black…

FLOTHE: Like this?

CINDY: It was a really dark color.

FLOTHE: Really dark color.

CINDY: Uh huh.

FLOTHE: Did you notice anything about the sights? See how my sights are painted with an orange…

CINDY: It wasn’t painted.

FLOTHE: Wasn’t painted. It was plain.

CINDY: Um hmm.

Hansen's weapon cache
Hansen’s Weapon Cache (courtesy Alaska State Troopers; found in the attic of Hansen’s residence; note the handgun at center left)

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Kidnapped: Cindy Paulson, Part II

This is Installment Two of the September 27, 1983, interview of Cindy Paulson by Sgt. Glenn Flothe, AST. In this installment, Cindy provides additional information about how she met — and ended up with — Robert Hansen. Cindy reveals that Hansen flashed some bills at her — and that she was entranced by the thought of his money. [Installment One]

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Cindy Paulson
Cindy Paulson

FLOTHE: Tape’s turned back on. Time is 8:15. Cindy I notice that you are visibly upset and have tears and crying. Apparently you’re bothered by this?

CINDY: Yes, it’s real… Hell yeah, I’m bothered by it.

FLOTHE: Do you feel that he was going to hurt you?

CINDY: You know, I didn’t feel nothing, ‘cause I knew I wasn’t gonna live. I mean, man, what he did to me, he had to kill me. (pause)

FLOTHE: Hmm. (pause) When did you first see this man, Cindy?

CINDY: I believe it was on a Friday and I gave him my telephone number and he called me on a Saturday. And I was supposed to meet him but I didn’t show up ‘cause I overslept.

FLOTHE: OK. Where were you at when you saw him on a Friday?

CINDY: On Fourth and Denali.

FLOTHE: And about what time was that?

CINDY: It was about maybe four in the morning, three-thirty in the morning.

FLOTHE: Did he approach you or did you approach him?

CINDY: He approached me. I’m not correct on the times, OK?


CINDY: … I could say the time but it may not be the correct one.

FLOTHE: OK. It’s been some time since you last talked to him, in fact, it’s been quite some time.

CINDY: Tons…

FLOTHE: So if you’re unsure about something (Cindy coughs) just tell me, all right?

CINDY: All right.

FLOTHE: OK. So it’s early in the morning…

CINDY: Um hmm…

FLOTHE: Friday morning. And he contacts you. Do you remember what he’s driving on Friday?

CINDY: Yep. A metallic green Buick Century. With a cut in the back.

FLOTHE: What do you mean by a ‘cut in the back’?

CINDY: Like a new Seville.


CINDY: Like a convertible… (inaudible)

Money: 1978 Buick Century 4-door sedan
1978 Buick Century 4-Door Sedan (This photo is NOT Hansen’s Buick, but it is similar)

FLOTHE: Did you have conversation, then, with him on Friday?


FLOTHE: Did you get into his car, or did he just get out or what?

CINDY: Nope. He had rolled the window down and I opened the door and I sat down and I talked to him.

FLOTHE: What did he ask you?

CINDY: He said that he would like to have some company. And that he had to work and he couldn’t do it then. And so I gave him my telephone number… And he was going… To be frank, honest, I was asking him for change for a cigarette machine. And he had pulled out his wallet and showed me a whole bunch of money…

FLOTHE: You saw a bunch of money in his wallet?

CINDY: Um hmm. (inaudible).

FLOTHE: Did he give you change?

CINDY: Uh huh…

FLOTHE: Or did he give you any money? I mean, bills, or did he just give you the change?

CINDY: I think he gave me a five. ‘Cause that was the smallest he had.

FLOTHE: Did you give him your phone number or did he write it down on something? I mean…

CINDY: He wrote it down on a (inaudible).

FLOTHE: What was your phone number at that time?

CINDY: I gave him the number at the Big Timber.

FLOTHE: Did you give him the room number too?


FLOTHE: And contact Cindy at this phone number and this room number…

CINDY: Uh huh.

FLOTHE: Did he tell you what his name was?

CINDY: ‘Bob’ and then ‘Don.’ It was ‘Don,’ and then… OK, it was ‘Don’ and then after we were at his place, and he was going to take me to the airport, he was saying about ‘Bob.’

FLOTHE: Was there anybody with him on Friday?

CINDY: No. Just him by himself.

FLOTHE: About how long did you have contact with him on Friday?

CINDY: About ten minutes.

FLOTHE: Did he seem pretty sincere about wanting to get with you?

CINDY: Uh huh. He seemed really like a pretty good guy. (inaudible)

Seven Other Girls

FLOTHE: And then he contacted you on Saturday.

CINDY: I talked to him and made an appointment to meet him and I didn’t show up. I overslept.

FLOTHE: At what time did he call you on Saturday?

CINDY: Um… I think it was around six.

FLOTHE: Six in the evening?

CINDY: Uh huh. I said I could meet him at ten or else at eleven.

FLOTHE: Where were you going to meet him at Saturday?

CINDY: I believe it was right there right across from the Sheraton on Fifth and Denali.

Anchorage Sheraton
Anchorage Sheraton

FLOTHE: And then you overslept and consequently didn’t meet him.

CINDY: Uh huh.

FLOTHE: And when did you hear from him again?

CINDY: Well, I didn’t. I saw him the next day, Sunday.

FLOTHE: Did he call you first or did he just come by?

CINDY: He just drove by. He pulled over and I recognized him immediately.

FLOTHE: OK. This is Sunday night or early Monday morning?

CINDY: Sunday.

FLOTHE: About what time?

CINDY: About eleven, eleven-thirty.


FLOTHE: What was he driving then, Sunday night?

CINDY: The Buick Century.

FLOTHE: The same car as on Friday?


FLOTHE: Do you remember how he was dressed on Sunday?

CINDY: In jeans. And he had a green shirt or else it was plaid. And if I’m not mistaken I think he had a green or a light t-shirt underneath it. It’s a over shirt. And he fuckin’ had a tan or an Army green tan coat or Army green… And boots.

FLOTHE: What kind of boots?

CINDY: Regular… Just working boots. And brown socks.

FLOTHE: And what color were his boots? Black or brown?

CINDY: They were a dark brown. Brown shoes. But he had brown socks on.

FLOTHE: Describe this man to me.

CINDY: He has kind of darkish, brownish hair. And he’s short. He’s got like frog warts on his face. Buck teeth. And if I’m not mistaken I think he got green or blue eyes. And he’s about five six, weighs about 170 pounds.

FLOTHE: I wanna show you six pictures, Cindy, and the person that we’re talking about may or may not be in here. See if there’s anyone in here that you might recognize. Be sure and look at all six.

CINDY: That’s it.

FLOTHE: Which photograph is that?

CINDY: Number five.

FLOTHE: Number five. Looking at picture number five, is there anything different about him as you saw him, compared to the picture…

Hansen Lineup Photo
Robert Hansen Police Lineup Photo

CINDY: A little moustache.

FLOTHE: Uh huh. Did he have a moustache, Cindy?

CINDY: I don’t think so.

FLOTHE: How about the glasses?

CINDY: They look the same. Maybe they were different frames.

FLOTHE: Hairstyle?

CINDY: Same.

FLOTHE: You’re positive.

CINDY: I’m positive.

FLOTHE: Were you shown any pictures of him before?


FLOTHE: And did you pick an individual out that was…

CINDY: The same person.

FLOTHE: The same person. And who showed you those pictures?

CINDY: A police officer at the Sixth Avenue police department.

FLOTHE: If you can move your hand away from your face a little bit… I want to make sure we get it on the tape recorder, OK?


FLOTHE: Thank you. So he shows up Sunday night, then.

CINDY: Uh huh.

FLOTHE: And he contacts you at where?

CINDY: On the corner of Fourth and Denali. (crying)

FLOTHE: OK. And he’s driving the same car.

CINDY: Yeah.

FLOTHE: OK. And when he pulled up, did you just go get in the car, or did you talk to him…

CINDY: (interrupting) Well, I went over there ‘cause at first I didn’t recognize him.


CINDY: And then after I looked I recognized him. He offered me $200 for a blowjob in the car, ‘cause I wouldn’t go to his place. ‘Sure, no problem,’ I’m like, ‘fine, no problem.’ Hey, no problem, you know.

FLOTHE: Two hundred dollars is a lot of money…

CINDY: Hey, for a blowjob in the car, hell yeah. It was funny though, ‘cause before, when he was getting ready to take me to his cabin, he said that, um, there had been seven other girls before me. And that, um, I was lucky because usually the other ones stayed a week. That’s why he did it. He said ‘cause he used to work on the slopes and that he would come down and spend money for a girl and go to her room for ten or fifteen minutes. And he said well he was gonna start getting his money’s worth. So he felt he should go and get the girl and take her over to his house. And do what he pleased with her.

FLOTHE: When did he tell you this?

CINDY: Um, he had me chained around my neck for a time. There was a bullet hole in the floor. Way down on the floor. Only reason I know was ‘cause I was layin’ there. It’s way down on the bottom.

FLOTHE: When you got into the car, and you were giving him a head job, is that when he pulled out the gun?

CINDY: Nope. He was messin’ with my neck and I was kinda trippin’. It just felt (inaudible) and he pulled the gun out and that time he had handcuffs on my hands and I couldn’t get the door open.

FLOTHE: You’re trying to get out? You mentioned a minute ago, Cindy, that he wanted you to go home with him, or something, and you didn’t want to go home with him, or…

CINDY: Uh huh. ‘Cause at the time, I was very new to Alaska and I don’t never go to anybody’s house. And he suggested that we could go to his place. I said, ‘no, we can go to my place.’ He said, no, he didn’t want to. I said, fine, we can do it in the car. No problem.

FLOTHE: Where did you go when you did it in the car?

CINDY: Right around Fourth and Denali. Over by that house on Fourth, with the pickup truck camper.

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Kidnapped: The True Story of Cindy Paulson

On June 13, 1983, Cindy Paulson was kidnapped and raped, her life threatened by Robert Hansen. Her eventual getaway was central to Hansen’s ultimate capture and confession to the murder of dozens of women. Three months later, Cindy agreed to a detailed interview with Sgt. Glenn Flothe, the Alaska State Trooper in charge of the homicide investigation. This interview helped pave the way for Hansen’s indictment in the murders.

For the first time, we share the entire interview. Due to its length, we will present this interview in installments. Below is Installment One.

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FLOTHE: The following will be an interview with Cindy Paulson. Today’s date 9/27/83. Time of taped interview 8:04 pm., Anchorage, Alaska. I, Cindy Paulson, make the following voluntary taped interview at the Alaska State Troopers on today’s date. Present during the interview, of course, will be myself, Sergeant Flothe will be interviewing Miss Paulson.

FLOTHE: OK. How old are you, Cindy?

CINDY: Um, well, my true birthdate is 18.

FLOTHE: And what is your true birthdate?

CINDY: July 5th, 1965.

FLOTHE: You’re 18?

CINDY: Um hmm. (Sniffles)

Cindy Paulson
Cindy Paulson

FLOTHE: Last night, Cindy, I met with you and I asked you to come by today with regards to telling me again what happened back on 06/13/83. And you told me you’d be willing to come by and you’ve since come by this evening. And, with your permission, then, I’d like to ask you some questions and um… have you tell me in your own words what happened on that day, involving that incident.

CINDY: (Sniffling). All right.

FLOTHE: OK? And start at the beginning just like (inaudible).

CINDY: (Inaudible) …I gave the gentleman my telephone number and asked him to call me. And he had called me and I slept through it. You know, I was supposed to meet him. So the next day, which was Sunday (sniffles), I was on Fourth and Denali and this gentleman had been by and pulled in the parking lot and offered me, and I got in the car voluntarily, I was talking with this man and he offered me $200 for a blowjob in the car.

And I said, “Fine, no problem.” And we pulled over to the side, by the side of the house, and I proceeded to give him a blowjob. And um, after I had got (inaudible), I kept doing it, and then he kept feeling around my neck, like he was just trippin’, playing around with my neck and my necklaces. And he had cuffed one of my hands, and I was trying to get loose and he pulled out a gun. Then he had got my other hand cuffed, I don’t know how he did it, it was just frightening, ‘cause I didn’t really… I fought, but not a lot, ‘cause I knew he would do something.

And, um, he took me to his house on Old Harbor Road in Muldoon. Take a right at the [inaudible] and you go all the way down to a blue house on the right hand side, just past the Veteran’s Home. And, um (sniffles), he took me downstairs and he had a dog, a black dog, (inaudible) on the couch (inaudible). And, um, I was handcuffed the whole time. He had brought a chair over and, um, he kept telling me, you know, if I cooperate he won’t hurt me.

Robert Hansen's House in Muldoon
Hansen’s House, Old Harbor Road (copyright Leland E. Hale)

And he handcuffed me to the chair at first, and then he had changed the hands and handcuffed me to the bottom of the other chair and had my neck tied with a rope around it, to the coffee table, and we made love on a bear skin rug. And I was on my period at the time and had a tampon in my womb and he had sex with me with no rubber. And then he kept telling me, you know – calm – you know, if I would be OK he won’t hurt me. And then, after that I had went to use the bathroom and he was following me with a rope around my neck. And I was handcuffed the whole time.

And I went to the bathroom and started to come out and he told me to go back in… And I had heard chains start rattling and I came out and he had laid a little bed down in the floor by the pool table and he wrapped the chain around my neck four times and handcuffed me so I could move around a little bit (crying inaudible). And I was there for five hours. And there was bars and curtains over the windows. And I had to pee on the rug, over by the pool table. And he saw me and didn’t do nothing.

And then about five hours later he woke up and came over there and I told him all I want to do is go home, ‘cause I live with my mom, and I won’t tell nobody. And the whole time, he took all my money and jewelry, and he told me that since he liked me so good, that he would take me to his cabin, and make love to me one time and bring me back. And he said that he had a plane over at Merrill Airfield and that we would go there, then he would take me to his cabin and bring me back. And I knew that I wasn’t going to come back (crying). (Inaudible)

And so when we were ready to go he took all my money (inaudible). And we get in the car and I’m laying down in the back seat with a cover over me. We were driving down to the Merrill Airfield and we get to the airport and in the passenger seat he had a rope and a gun. And he got up and put something in the trunk and put the gun on the top of the car. And he was digging in the trunk, he said he had to put a seat in so he could tie me up in the plane. And he kept going back and forth to the plane.

And then when he went back to the plane I looked up and I seen that I could only see him from the waist down. And the front driver’s door was open so I opened the back door and I ran. And he started chasing me with a gun. And then this guy with a truck stopped me ‘cause I had the handcuffs on my hands and I didn’t have no shoes on. I was hysterical. And he gave me a ride up the street to the Mush Inn and that’s when I called a friend of mine to come and get me.

Mush Inn Motel, Anchorage (2017)
Mush Inn (copyright Leland E. Hale 2017)

And they took me to the Big Timber where I was stayin’. And I was trying to get the handcuffs off and the police came. And then when the police came I showed him his airplane. And I described everything he had on and exactly to what he did on the bear skin. And we went to his house and I went to the hospital and the police station.

Big Timber Motel, Anchorage (copyright Leland E. Hale 2017)
Big Timber Motel (Copyright Leland E. Hale 2017; the buiding is condemned but was recently sold to a developer)

FLOTHE: Thank you. I am going to turn the tape off for a minute. You’ve got some tears coming down there. I’m going to get you a couple Kleenex’s, OK? The time is 8:13 p.m.

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