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9-1-1 Tapes Released In Case Of Decapitated 2-Year-Old; Mom Put Head In Freezer

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Last week we told you about a New Jersey woman who decapitated her 2-year-old son before fatally stabbing herself in the neck — and today the story got even more horrifying.

Authorities in Camden announced that autopsy results show that not only was the boy decapitated, but he was still alive when his mother, 33-year-old Chevonne Thomas, cut off his head. After decapitating the boy, Thomas put his tiny head in the freezer before calling 9-1-1 (see the transcript of the 9-1-1 call after the jump) and then killing herself.

Police found Thomas’ body early Wednesday morning in the
townhouse she shared with her son, Zahree. They also found Zahree’s body on the first floor of the home — as we mentioned, his head was in the freezer.

The part of the story that has people the most furious is the fact that Thomas had just regained
custody of the boy five months ago, after New Jersey’s Department of
Children and Families had removed Zahree from his
mother’s care when she got busted smoking PCP in a park and leaving him
unattended in a car as she passed out on a sidewalk.

The 2010 drug charges against Thomas
ultimately were dropped because of a problem with a witness — but the
boy remained in DCF custody.


Prior to slicing her own throat, Thomas called 9-1-1 to report that
she’d murdered her son — and let authorities know that she takes the
antidepressant drug Prozac.

Below is the transcript of the rambling 9-1-1 call:

Chevonne Thomas: Hell no, hell no, hell no. Keep thinking that. Keep thinking that.

Dispatcher: 911 where’s your emergency.

Thomas: Yes, somebody just stabbed my baby. Please get here.

Dispatcher: They just did what?

Thomas: Stabbed my baby Dispatcher: Do they know who it was, ma’am?

Thomas: Yes, it’s my ex, it’s my boyfriend. My current boyfriend.

Dispatcher: What’s your address?

Thomas: 1415 Kaighn. You know what? (dispatcher comments
indecipherable) I did it. I’m lying. I’m lying. I’m lying. I’m lying. I
did it.

Dispatcher: Do you need an ambulance, ma’am?

Thomas: No. I mean, no. He don’t need, no.

Dispatcher: What’s your name?

Thomas: Chevonne Thomas. Chevonne Thomas.

Dispatcher: Chevonne, you said your baby was stabbed. Is this your son? How old is he?

Thomas: Yes, yes, yes, yes. My son is 2. He is 2.

Dispatcher: He was the one that was stabbed?

Thomas: Yes.

Dispatcher: He was stabbed with what?

Thomas: A knife.

Dispatcher: Is he bleeding? Where is he bleeding? Is he bleeding from anywhere?

Thomas: No. I mean he is, but not much.

Dispatcher: From where.

Thomas: Not much.

Dispatcher: Chevonne, where is he bleeding from?

Thomas: Not much. He’s not bleeding that much. Not bleeding that much.

Dispatcher: Where’s your boyfriend at?

Thomas: I think … I knew it. I knew it.

Dispatcher: Chevonne, Where’s he at?

Thomas: My boyfriend is, he’s gonna come in the back door. He’s gonna come in the back door.

Dispatcher: Who did it? Your boyfriend stabbed him?

Thomas: Yes.

Dispatcher: Who else is in the house?

Thomas: I knew it. Nobody. Nobody at all. Nobody. Nobody at all.

Dispatcher: And your boyfriend is outside?

Thomas: Yep. Yep.

Dispatcher: You guys were fighting?

Thomas: Yep. Yep.

Dispatcher: Aright, we’re going to send officers out there, OK?

Thomas: Yep, yep. Yep.

Dispatcher: You’re at 1415 Kaighn Avenue, right?

Thomas: Yep, yep, yep.

Dispatcher: All right, we’re going to send somebody out there.

Thomas: You better, wait, wait. You know what? I don’t even want to play this. I did it. OK? I did it. I did it. I did it.

Dispatcher: Stay on the phone, OK?

Thomas: I keep trying to make it, I’m about to, no, I have to find
some money, I got to. I got to try to find some money. I got to, I got
to, I got to. I don’t care.

Dispatcher: Chevonne, what’s the problem?

Thomas: I knew it. I knew it. I knew it.

Dispatcher: You knew what?

Thomas: I knew it. I know. I knew it, I knew it.

Dispatcher: You knew what, Chevonne? What did you know? You need the police?

Thomas: Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, uh-UH, uh-UH. Nope. Nope.

Dispatcher: Do you need the police?

Thomas: Nope. mm-MM. mm-MM. I don’t need nothing.

Dispatcher: Do you need the police?

Thomas: Nope. Um-um. I don’t need nothing. I don’t need nothing.

Dispatcher: How old are you, Chevonne?

Thomas: I don’t need nothing. I’m 33.

Dispatcher: 33?

Thomas: 33 years old.

Dispatcher: Where do you live at?

Thomas: 1058. 1058.

Dispatcher: Where?

Dispatcher: 1058 what?

Thomas: 10. 10.

Dispatcher: 1058 what? Chevonne? Who lives at 1415 Kaighn?

Thomas: Nobody. Not me. My boyfriend is right here. He’s right.

Dispatcher: Can I speak to him?

Thomas: (indecipherable) Dispatcher: Do you take medicine?

Thomas: I used to.

Dispatcher: What kind did you take?

Thomas: Prozac.

Dispatcher: Prozac. OK, you don’t take it anymore?

Thomas: Nope. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, I do.

Dispatcher: Do you still take it?

Thomas: I still take it.

Dispatcher: Did you take it today?

Thomas: I still take it. I still take it. No. no, no. I did, no. I
didn’t take it today, but I should have. I should have. I should have
took it today.

Dispatcher: Ok, where are you? She didn’t take her Prozac today.

Thomas: I did. I did. I did. Keep playing.

As (ahem) shocking as it may sound, authorities suspect Thomas was under the influence of drugs at the time of the murder.

The
DCF says in a statement that it had been working with Thomas since
giving her back custody of her son, and had been providing her with
“extensive” support and counseling.
Regardless, the agency is now catching some heat over the dead 2-year-old that it returned to his clearly unfit mother.