And Donna Bennett Johnston, Gillis’ last known victim, would discover his propensities too late as she fought for her life just before he strangled her and dumped her body by a canal on Ben Hur Road in February of 2004. Johnnie Mae Williams, a black woman who had been friends with Gillis for eight years, would find out just before he killed her in 2003 when Gillis resumed his hunt for victims. But no one knew or even suspected that the frumpish white man with the bushy moustache, receding hairline and blue eyes framed with hard-rimmed glasses could be capable of such atrocities. Jeffrey Dahmer-like in his approach, Gillis took more pleasure in his victims after they were dead.
Gillis was a textbook serial killer-cold and calculating, a sexual predator who enjoyed the added dimension of mutilation and sex after death with some of his victims.
Gillis’ victims had largely been forgotten-Ann Bryan in 1994, who had been raped and slashed to death in a retirement community Katherine Hall, Hardee Mosely Schmidt, and Joyce Williams in 1999 and Lillian Robinson and Marilyn Nevils in 2000-although their deaths had been much more gruesome. Still others were drug addicts or average everyday women gone missing while jogging.Īlmost every day, the media released information about the women who had been connected by DNA to The South Louisiana Serial Killer. Some of the victims were African American prostitutes in the vicinities of North Boulevard and North Acadian Thruway. While many of the killings were later attributed to South Louisiana Serial Killer Derrick Todd Lee, police had suspicions that there were other serial killers operating in the area.
In the late 1990s and the early years of the new millennium, Baton Rouge and its surrounding area were plagued by numerous reports of missing and murdered women. Four more women would be mutilated before a tire track led police to the home of Sean Vincent Gillis in 2004. Only after he had masturbated himself with the severed leg did the man feel released from his hunger. As Joyce slumped over, he reached for his saw and dismembered her leg at the hip. Joyce gasped for her last breath, but the sounds of her dying were not enough to satisfy the killer’s lust. As Joyce removed her hand, the serial killer yanked hard. “If you move your hand, I’ll stop,” he promised. The long plastic zip tie tightened around the neck of Joyce Williams, but still she managed to get her hand underneath it, struggling to keep herself from choking.
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