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The man on the phone sounded calm. He spoke slowly and clearly as he told the police his name: Edmund Kemper. Then he confessed to murder. Many murders. What officers didn’t know yet was that this quiet voice belonged to one of the most chilling killers in American history. Edmund Kemper’s story began in Helena, where his childhood was filled with anger, insults, and rejection. His parents’ marriage fell apart, and he was raised by a mother who constantly belittled him. She told him he was