Thomas Patterson was a 21-year-old antisocial freak who desperately wanted a girl to keep him company. Instead of going the normal route of wooing a woman; he decided to abduct a 13-year-old girl, Jayme Closs.
In the early morning of October 15, 2018, Patterson went to the family house of Jayme Closs in Barron, Wisconsin, to abduct her. He shot and killed her parents because he wanted to leave no witnesses.
He took her home and kept her as his own, he would force her under his bed whenever he went out.
Patterson claimed they just played games together, watched TV, slept in the same bed, had conversations and did a lot of cooking together. There was no sexual assault.
The day Jayme escaped, January 10, 2019, Patterson had shoved her under his bed before he left his cabin. As soon as he was gone, she mustered enough courage to run to freedom. Once she was outside, she met someone that conveyed her to safety.
Patterson was arrested and sentenced to life in prison.
Footnotes:
Inside the Story of How Jayme Closs Was Abducted By A Loner Who K-illed Her Parents
Jake Patterson lasted only two days as a temp at the Saputo cheese factory in Almena, Wisconsin, a largely forgettable stint but for a brief stop behind a school bus while driving to work on a desolate stretch of US Highway 8.
The chance encounter provided his first glimpse of a green-eyed, strawberry-blond middle-school student who boarded the bus that October morning.
He didn’t know her name. Nor did he know who lived in the nearby squat, ranch-style house with beige siding, set back from the rural Wisconsin road by a cluster of trees shedding golden leaves.
What he knew for certain, Patterson would tell investigators, was that she was “the girl he was going to take.”
She was a 13-year-old named Jayme Closs. And the story of her parents’ gruesome murders and her own kidnapping and escape after 87 days in captivity would soon grip the nation.
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Behind the wheel of his old Ford Taurus, facing the taillights on the idling bus, Patterson’s elaborate plot began to take shape.
When it was over, he would face two charges of intentional homicide, along with kidnapping and armed burglary counts. He is being held on $5 million bail and hasn’t entered a plea.
Investigators said he provided chilling details of his crime in a lengthy confession, including his insistence he never would have been caught had he just “planned everything perfectly.”
Still, by his own admission, Patterson “put quite a bit of thought” into every detail.
For one, he took his father’s 12-gauge Mossberg shotgun, a fairly common weapon he believed would be hard to track. He grabbed half a dozen shotgun shells, then put on gloves and wiped them for prints. At Walmart, he picked up a black balaclava.
He shaved his face and head, so he’d leave no forensic evidence. At one point, he stole the plates from a parked car, then switched them with his own. He disconnected his car’s dome light to help conceal his appearance. He cut a cord that could unlock the trunk from the inside.
Twice, Patterson drove to Jayme’s home in Barron, a northwestern Wisconsin city of 3,300 residents about 90 miles east of Minneapolis. Cars in the driveway scared him away the first time. A night or two later, he aborted his plan after spotting lights and people in the house.
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He wore brown, steel-toed boots, a black jacket and jeans. The mask concealed his round, bespectacled face. Gloves covered his hands. The Taurus coasted into the Closs family driveway early that Monday morning with its headlights off.
Jayme was asleep in her bedroom when her dog, Molly, started barking. She got up, saw the car and rushed to wake her parents. Her father James, 56, headed for the front door.
Patterson shifted into park, stepped out quietly and walked to the redbrick entrance stairs. Fallen leaves surrounded decorative pumpkins and a pair of blue lawn chairs.
Jayme and her mother Denise, 46, took cover in the bathroom. They locked and barricaded the door with a cabinet drawer. Mother and daughter stepped into the tub and swung shut the shower curtain.
Behind white blinds at a window to the left of the front door, James Closs stood with a flashlight.
Get on the ground, Patterson hollered.
James Closs did not move. His flashlight illuminated the window.
Patterson climbed the brick stairs and opened the storm door. He pounded on the wooden door. Jayme’s father looked at him through a small, wrought iron-encased window pane in the middle of the door.
Show me your badge, James Closs demanded, mistaking Patterson for a cop.
He stared through the glass, down the chrome-plated shotgun barrel. Patterson pulled the trigger.
The blast shook Jayme, who cowered in the tub. She knew her father was dead. Her mother dialed 911 on her cell phone.
He turned his head and squeezed the trigger
It was about 12:53 a.m. when the call came into the Barron County Dispatch Center, three miles from the Closs family home. No one spoke. Dispatchers heard screaming. One dispatcher returned the call and got Denise Closs’ voicemail.
Outside, Patterson tried to break open the door. He ejected a spent shell and unloaded a blast toward the doorknob. He pushed the door open and stepped over James Closs’ body.
A flashlight in hand, Patterson stalked the rooms. One door wouldn’t budge. He checked the rest of the house: vacant. He returned to the bolted door. He couldn’t kick it open. He rammed it with his shoulder, over and over. The drawer. It took 10 to 15 blows from the upper half of his 6-foot, 215-pound frame before it split in two.
He ripped down the shower curtain. Denise Closs clung to her daughter in what the intruder would describe as a “bear hug.”
He handed Denise Closs duct tape and ordered her to cover her daughter’s mouth. When she struggled, Patterson rested his weapon on the sink and did it himself. He also bound Jayme’s wrists and ankles and helped her out of the tub.
He pointed the shotgun at her mother’s head and squeezed the trigger as he turned his head away.
Patterson then grabbed the 5-foot, 100-pound teenager and nearly slipped on the bloodied floor on the way out. He dragged her across the yard and forced her into the trunk of the Taurus. In all, he spent four minutes at the house.
Three Barron County Sheriff’s deputies were already on their way.
Patterson removed his mask. The shotgun laid next to him. He pressed the gas pedal. But only 20 seconds into his getaway, he was slowing for blinking lights and blaring sirens.
A deputy saw a Taurus yield to the passing squad cars. It wouldn’t be the last time during Jayme’s ordeal that law enforcement would encounter that car.
Patterson was ready for a gunfight, later telling investigators he “most likely would have shot at the police” if they’d stopped him.
In the trunk, Jayme heard the sirens. Then, they faded away.
At the Closs family home, deputies discovered the bodies around 1 a.m.; Jayme was gone. The deep drone of an Amber Alert soon buzzed cell phones across the state.
The door sign read: ‘Patterson’s Retreat’
For three months, police and volunteers across northern Wisconsin searched for her. Detectives chased thousands of tips. The FBI offered a $25,000 reward for information. Her parents’ employer added another $25,000.
Jayme’s photo circulated on posters. Strangers attended her parents’ funeral. Neighbors gathered at events in her honor. Relatives appealed to the public for information about where she could possibly be.
“Jayme, we need you here with us to fill that hole we have in our hearts,” her aunt, Jennifer Smith, said in a message released by relatives. “We all love you to the moon and back.”
The whole time, Patterson was holding Jayme in a cluttered, single-family home near the tiny and heavily forested town of Gordon, population 650, just 70 miles north of where she lived. A sign atop the front door greets visitors to the beige and brown two-bedroom home, set on 2.6 secluded acres: “Patterson’s Retreat,” it reads.
In the basement fireplace, he’d burned her clothes, the duct tape and his gloves. He’d had Jayme change into his sister’s pajamas. He was surprised to find no blood spatter on his boots or clothing.
Patterson forced Jayme to stay under his twin-size bed, shutting her in with bags, laundry bins and barbells when visitors arrived or he left the house. When his father came on Saturdays, he turned up the bedroom radio to muffle her movements.
He said he kept her in line by yelling and hitting the walls, especially the two times he noticed she had tried to get out from under the bed. He repeatedly warned that “bad things would happen to her if she tried” to come out.
During one outburst, Jayme said Patterson struck her “really hard” on her back. She sometimes stayed under the bed for as long as 12 hours, with no food, water or access to the bathroom.
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For a time, he kept the loaded shotgun outside the bedroom in the case the police came.
But two weeks after the kidnapping, he put the weapon away. Patterson later told detectives he believed “he had gotten away” with his crimes.
Perhaps it was this sense of confidence and accomplishment that led Patterson to apply for a nighttime warehouse job at a liquor distributor on the morning of January 10 – 87 days after Jayme’s abduction.
“I’m an honest and hardworking guy,” he wrote under the “Skills” heading on his resume. “Not much work experience but I show up to work and am a quick learner.”
That morning, Patterson had told Jayme he was going out for a few hours. And Jayme made a decision: She’d be caged no longer. She shoved the bins and weights away from the bed. Then, she crawled out from the 2½ feet that separated the mattress from the cold floor.
Freedom at her grasp, she unlocked the front door and stepped out into an unfamiliar, snowy landscape wearing only pajamas and her captor’s sneakers on the wrong feet.
Jeanne Nutter was walking her dog near her driveway about 4 p.m. when she spotted a blond-haired girl, alone, without a coat or gloves in the January chill. Nutter doesn’t usually visit her cabin in the winter. But on this day, she was there.
“Did she run away?” Nutter asked herself of the teenager. “Did somebody dump her off here?”
The girl came closer.
“I’m lost and I don’t’ know where I am and I need help,” the teen said.
Nutter recognized her face. Maybe from flyers or the countless television news stories.
“I’m Jayme,” said the girl, frightened but calm.
Nutter knew that name.
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She held Jayme tightly as they walked to the nearest home.
Kristin Kasinskas heard pounding on her door. Her neighbor stood outside with a skinny girl with unkempt hair and oversized sneakers.
“This is Jayme Closs!” Nutter told her. “Call 911 right now.”
Inside, fear crept over Nutter. What if the kidnapper came looking for Jayme?
“Get a weapon,” she told Kasinskas.
The women dialed 911 as Kasinskas’ husband stood guard at the front door with a gun.
“Douglas County 911,” a dispatcher answered.
“Hi. I have a young lady at my house right now, and she has said her name is Jayme Closs,” Kasinskas said.
“Have you seen her photo, ma’am?”
“Yes. It is her. I 100% think it is her.”
Nutter soon took the phone. She said Jayme didn’t know where she was but had told them that a young man named Jake Patterson had killed her parents and kidnapped her. Nutter said he lived a few doors from her cabin.
“We’re kind of scared because he might come,” Nutter said.
But the dispatcher was still stuck at the start, asking, “And she said, ‘I am Jayme Closs?’”
“Yes,” Kasinskas said. “She said, ‘He killed my parents. I want to go home. Help me.’”
Catching on to the panic, the dispatcher assured the women authorities were on their way. “Ma’am, my deputy, she just wants you to lock the doors … and don’t let the dogs out or anything. Just everybody stay inside until I can get deputies there.”
“Are they close?” Nutter asked. “We’re nervous.”
Deputies pulled up to the house just before sunset, at 4:43 p.m. But even then, Nutter couldn’t trust they were safe.
“We need to let them in, right?” she asked over the 911 line.
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When Patterson got home, Jayme was gone. He searched the house, then went outside and noticed her footprints. He got back into the Taurus to hunt her down.
Just then, a deputy ferrying Jayme away from the Kasinskas’ home spotted a red vehicle – a Kia or a Ford – approaching from the other direction. Jayme couldn’t say whether it was her abductor. The deputy alerted her colleagues.
Patterson by now had restored the original plates to his car. A license plate check by police showed the vehicle was registered to someone with the surname Patterson. An officer saw a male driver alone in the car and followed it past the house they’d soon come to learn had been Jayme’s secret prison.
Two sergeants stopped the Taurus. One ordered the driver to put his hands up, then opened the door.
Jake Patterson identified himself. He said he knew what this was about.
“I did it.”
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