On September 9, 2010, Josie Harris arrived home at about 2.30am. She had been out for the night, bowling.
Her ex – and the father of her three children – was in the house waiting for her. They began to argue, she called the police, he left after the police arrived.
Two-and-a-half hours later, he was back. This time, he had a male friend in tow and the bubblings of rage threatening to break. Harris was sleeping on the couch. She woke to screams. He was yelling, holding her phone over her. He had been reading her messages, and he didn’t like what he saw.
She was dating someone. This, apparently, was a problem. Sure, the couple had split, and sure, he had a new live-in girlfriend, but how could she? He clenched his fist, striking her clean in the back of her head.
He did it again, and again, and again.
Police reports would later claim he pulled her off the couch with nothing more than the force of a fistful of her hair. He twisted her arm, screaming he would “kill” her. He would make her and her new boyfriend “disappear“.
As his rage spilled over and his violence escalated, two bug-eyed boys aged nine and ten watched on, their dad with knuckles of steel, their mum fending off the impact.
He looked at them. He would “beat their asses if they left the house or called the police.”
They ran anyway. They got help. She filed a police report.
Three years later, she would tell Yahoo’s Martin Rogers he was calculated, clever.
“Did he beat me to a pulp? No, but I had bruises on my body and contusions and [a] concussion because the hits were to the back of my head. I believe it was planned to do that … because the bruises don’t show …”