Wrapping up the current thread on this blog about the role of Andrews International, WWE’s security firm, we should summarize what we now know were not one but two calls to 911 on June 25 by Dennis Fagan. (There was also a call from Rich Hering, a WWE vice president; in case you missed these links earlier, the audio files are at http://muchnick.net/Benoit911.mp3 , http://muchnick.net/2ndBenoit911.wav, and http://muchnick.net/3rdBenoit911.wav.)
As already discussed at length in the March 28 post here, “Benoit 911 Call: WWE Security Chief Gave Wrong Day of Wrestler’s Last Message,” Fagan said and repeated to the 911 operator that Benoit, who had actually left strange text messages to two other wrestlers early Sunday morning, had left “a [unspecified medium] message” to “another wrestler” in the early hours of “this [Monday] morning.” Trivial or significant?
The case for the latter is reinforced by Fagan’s second call to 911 more than three hours later, at 4:24 p.m., when, still sounding like a clueless bumpkin, he checks back on what was happening.
The sheriff’s report shows that Fagan had already communicated directly with officers at the crime scene. It’s true that the only explicit record of these communications involved the code for the Benoit security gate and finding a neighbor who could secure the snarling guard dogs. But the idea that Fagan wouldn’t know at 4:24 that three bodies were discovered inside the house hours earlier is preposterous.
In isolation, the authorities’ failure to question Chavo Guerrero and Scott James (Armstrong) about the 30-hour gap between receiving Benoit’s texts and when WWE says company executives were informed of them might rate a grade of Gentleman’s C.
But when you add their choice not to press James about his Sunday morning text to Benoit, “What time do u land?”, and further add the disappeared cell phone voicemail and the doctored cell phone call log, and add to that the investigators’ curious incurosity about Andrews International, the grade drops to F or “incomplete” — take your pick.
Irv Muchnick