What You're about to Hear is a work of investigative journalism that explores one woman's search for answers in her son's death. The views and opinions in this podcast do not reflect those of I Heart Media. Previously on Somebody, did the people you work with now that you guys were romantically involved. No, A lot of people were very very that weren't. He lived in a really rough neighborhood. We heard two gunshots and a car drive off. You want to know what you are Did you see anybody running?
How many shots? None of that stuff was asked, Like down the street from where I live, this guy like he's you know, he's a game member. He has really long hair, like down't pass his waist. They had said there was some Hispanic guys running around in that neighborhood, and so they had claimed as a possibility that maybe they had confused them for somebody else. So I had to follow that leaders wrong. I believe that somebody knows something, somebody saw something, and it just takes a lot of
courage from somebody to tell what they saw. My name is Chaparral Wells. This is the story of my son, Courtney, a young black man in a fancy car who wound up with a bullet in his back in front of a Chicago police station. And it's the story of my search for the truth. This is somebody, everybody, somebody every day. Don't bide the snugging. That's right, h Y. We buried Courtney at the cemetery called Burt Oak. We have a family plot there. As you can see, these are some
of the graves. Burt Oak was originally the only cemetery where black people could be buried in Illinois. It's also the cemetery where Emmett Till is buried. It's where my grandma is buried too, And this is where Bren and I buried. Are two angel babies, a set of twins in Every time I come here, it's in disrepair. The ground itself is crumbling and there's weeds everywhere. The grass is high, there's trash. You can't be sad because you you saw dogs, angry because the way it looks. I've
had it out a few times with the groundskeepers. You didn't even have this much gred when we came here last time. Sometimes we have to redo it a being as d They're nice guys, but I have to keep it real with them about the conditions of the cemetery. It's horrible. Look at this, Look at that, look looking looking I'm sorry that no, no, no, you probably know by now. I'm not afraid of confrontation, because nobody should
have to go here and look and be embarrassed. When you come and to a great site to breath, it's already a difficult situation. Look at today, you want to chop my head on the line. You're gonna be hugging me. I'm sorry, but y'all know, y'all got me a little heated. I'm a little heated when it comes to my baby, I get a little heated. Is personal. It had almost
been two years since Courtney died. Two years I found out there was a deadline, a statue of limitations for me to sue the city for how they treated my son. So I got some new lawyers to take the case to court. They argued that police caused delays by taking Courtney into custody and handcuffing him, and that they conspired with the fire department to prepare misleading reports to cover up their actions. I wanted justice, and I wanted those
officers on the record. I wanted them to be forced to testify, and I wanted the city to see that treating a young black man as a criminal instead of a victim has consequences. There was one other thing that I needed to do on his second anniversary. I was going to hold a protest outside the police station. We were gonna go there and light candles with Courtney's friends and our whole family. It's good do a short Facebook. It's kind of a difficult moment for me right now.
I tried to do this last year, but I just wasn't strong enough to do it. But I feel that his spirit would be there and so that he would know that he's not alone right now. And I hope that you can come out and just light a candle for him. God bless. I was going to do all of this in the middle of the night, at the exact same time as Courtney pulled up to the station and called trying to get help. I was gonna drive the BMW that Courtney drove from my house and Cistero
to Belmont Craigan, just like Courtney did. I was gonna drive down Alma Street, cut through the alley, pull up by the corner of the church just like Courtney did. It was like for me, I couldn't be there when it happened. I always felt like some type of guilt for not being there. So for me, I had to take that journey with him so that that way he knows that his mom was there. Leading up to the anniversary, Courtney's friends started posting old videos and tributes, and so
my timeline was flooded with memories of Courtney. There were tons of photos of Courtney in his car Baybay every day. Million dollars, a million dollars. Oh my god, Babay, I think that I want to say that she's my fourth child, even though she's a vehicle. Over the last two years, Baby had been through a lot. My mom had an accident in Baby. How did it get in an accident? She was trying to change lanes and so when she changed lanes, she didn't see the other car and so
they ran right into the car. And when she told me that she crashed the car, I hung up on her. I didn't ask her what she okay, because I figured she's okay because she calling me, But I just I couldn't talk. I didn't leave the bed for three days as much as I want to let it go, I can't. It was like they stay. Fund was like, well, we're gonna sell awful parts, and part of me I felt like they're just like taking my son and just selling my awful parts. I was like, no, I need the
call back. So I had found two mechanics, one to do the interior work and then one to do the body work of the vehicle. And it was a lot of money to get her restored. But once she was as good as new, I got a new license plate for Babe court thirty four. Now we were ready to take this drive. While Chaprole was getting ready for the
second anniversary of Courtney's death, we were busy reporting. Turns out Courtney wasn't the only one to call one after he'd been shot March four, three minutes and three seconds. Someone else called nine one one that night to a neighbor who reported hearing shots fired. Police interviewed her about a month after Courtney died, to watch the hell, yeah, I'm coming to us, but you know there were there was a shooting right here, long long How many shots
to here? Ma'am? Like the neighbor's name was Elena. She made that nine one one call about six minutes after Courtney's nine one one call saying he'd been shot. Okay, anybody seeing who was doing the shooting? No, but right now, I was coming to with my bad room. When I was took get on mama house. She said she heard two shots and I was parking with the carcass I real best, but we're not really earty. There was like two rasted. Okay, so you heard two shots fired on
the block? Yeah, okay, I'll send someone over to check it out. Okay, thanks, you're welcome. Chapar wanted to talk to her, but her name and number were redacted from the police report, so none of us knew who she was. But a few months later, when we got the nine one one call from the city, we found her number. It was very in the metadata that came with the call recording, so we got in touch. At the time Courtney was shot, Elena lived in the neighborhood, but she
moved out because of the violence. These days, Elena and her family live in a garden apartment on the west side of the city, a couple of miles from Belmont Craigan. She and her husband, Edgar, have two kids, an eight year old girl who loves to jump into adult conversations and giggle and a little baby boy look big guy. Just it's like she's a good big sister. She seems like she's the boss, though she's just a Moline. We
asked her about March four. Here's what she remembers. Elena was parking a block from the church where Courtney would park when she heard the two shots. She was helping her daughter out of the car. I heard that should a graph her and I put him inside until a car again. She called her husband, Edgar, on the phone, to come out and wait for her in their alley. That's when she saw Courtney's car speed past her and
turned towards the police station. Were you scared at any point? Oh? Yeah, that was because that was with my better she was. She was trying. Has that ever happened before? No? Not. After the shots, she froze, but when she heard a police siren, she decided it was safe enough to leave. Yeah. Elena and her daughter walked towards home, where Edgar was waiting for them. She saw a car speeding down the alley. Edgar saw it too, He was closer and had a
better view the window was down. Some guys inside she described them as gangsters, had his hands and said that jacket and he was the car stopped. The guys inside stared at Edgar. He had his hands in his pockets and he didn't want to move them because he was worried the guys might think it was a gun. His hands in his pocket, okay, and so the guys thought that maybe he had something. So I remember the car. He knows that car it was. But Elena told police
she thought she saw a camera. When we spoke to her, she said she doesn't really know cars, but that her husband, Edgar, remembers the make and model. Seemed like Edgar was the witness we really needed to talk to. Do you think your husband might remember what the men looked like? Even though Edgar might have been able to identify these guys, police never even tried to speak with him. How long
did they stay with it. It's funny minutes and they didn't talk to Edgar, okay, And they never talked to him. When we told Elena we were working with Courtney's mom, she wanted to know more and actually she's going to be out there in front of the police station on Saturday at the same time. We told her about the vigil. We'll try to see if Coogle right here, I'm bren. Yeah, I'm gonna try to see if so. Psycho tu what I saw and everything she would think she's it was
the keys to BMW. On March four, Bill and I met Chapel at her house. It was around midnight. She was wearing a red Justice for Courtney Copeland t shirt, getting ready, serving coffee. Her family was starting to congregate. Jas mc grab the other baby. I think Brett already got one in the car and Jasmine tep. Brent lock up, Okay, lock up. Brent and their teenage daughters, Kaylin Jasmine were bundling up two little babies, faith in Sahara. Chapelle had
started fostering them in the fall. Now they were six months old. Shapell was getting their bottles ready. You got her past by stay ye va benefits for those who qualifying can today at seven or eight six eight. I don't know nothing about this class. What about it? There it is? Chappelle and Bill took off together. I followed behind you said you feel like you have to do this? Why I put yourself through it? Because I feel like
I've been hiding from it. O Courtney comes and he does that final snapchat in front of our house, and then I guess that's what he was talking to him, and he decided to go over there. And it's like, what if you had it just went to bed, you know, And it's just like that one second, one second changed his whole life. It was a pretty short drive that time of night. It only took about fifteen twenty minutes. This is almost black, so this is the exact way
that he would come. We went through the alley to where Courtney would park, just up by the church chapel. Stopped the car. This is where we believe Courtney was shot. So they when they found glass. They found glass by the fire hydrant, which is a little bit ways. I drove over to the police station, pulled up in that left turn lane. I stopped the car right in the middle of the street, just as Courtney had done two
years earlier after getting shot. Across from the police station, friends and family had started gathering, lighting candles, setting up picture frames. It was cold, you could see your broth. I didn't get out of the car for several minutes. I just needed to sit there and think about my son about what he must have been feeling there on the ground. I was just trying to put myself in his position and what he would have said to police. In that moment, police came out from the station. They
started to surround me. They asked me to move out the road, and I just simply lost it. I'm not moving Leave me long. I am not moving it. No, no, I am not moving it. I'm staring right here. Leave me a long, Please leave me long. Now, you did what did my sons say? What did he say? What else did he say? Y'all were talking to Hilp. Me'all was talking to him. He was talking to y'all, lor to Cavra. What did you say? What did he say?
He was shot? The ambulance came here and started taking This is when I realized who I was talking to. Sergeant Ronan. You was on the I got it when you was, when I got the report, when you came on the scene. He was on the same before them, And that's got y'all was around him, y'all around. He was the supervisor the night Courtney died. He was there that night. He was right there in that very spot.
My family was holding me up, and I just wanted Sergeant Ronan to see my pain, to see that my son's life mattered to somebody, y'all to helping me, y'all to do nothing, because you imagine a mama seeing that my son begging for help. What happened. That's what happened to my baby. That's what happened to my child. That's what happens. My son is on the ground. Remember, this
is the guy. We looked into, scores of complaints against him, like false arrest, planting evidence, using racist you're trying to help me, that's what I'm saying. I did that, my uncamp, she asks Ronan, who handcuffed Courtney. I don't know who we would put up that. I don't Again, unfortunately, this is two years ago. I mean, I wish I had better for you. But as far as we did this to your son, that's the detectives that follow up on that. So nobody working on it. Nobody's working out, and nobody
can he did another black. Nobody cares you gotta do anything yet, I don't know he has met the black killers. Let me know if you don't came the y'all me, my son come up to y'all s he's not, and then here haircuffs. Has that possible again, ma'am, I don't know. I don't know what happened before I got that trying to help him, That's what I saw. It went on and on like this for several minutes, right in the
middle of the street. And then a white shirt another officer pulled Ronan away from the scene, and Ronan he just left. He told all the other officers to leave as well. Things calmed down in our protests and the vigil. It went on, and then out of the corner of my eye, I saw Elena, the woman who called nine one one. She showed up. She was standing with her family at the edge of the park, across from the police station. You feeling, they called very calls your kids
out here. She's with her two kids and Edgar, her husband. Everyone was shivering. We ran and got Chapral. We wanted to make sure they had the chance to meet Why. I'm just sorry you why the two investigation, you know, because then nobody else going to help us, so we had to try to fight this ourselves. To know what happened. When I saw Elena, I hugged her immediately. I was surprised she even showed up for a mother she never even met. It was like, Okay, this is somebody that
has given me some information. She feels my pain, and she's connecting me on a mother to mother level. I appreciate you coming out because it means a lot to a chance to talk to you. But yeah, they would never talk to me. Before I went back to the vigil, we hugged each other again, Thank you so much. Bill and I stayed with Elene and Edgar to talk. We needed to know what Edgar could remember seeing that night? Would your month? Would you mund chance sitting for me
if you tell us what you saw the night? So he put on his jacket and he tried to go down to he could he go down? He saw that there was a car coming through the alley. Profest. He didn't stop. And here's what Edgar remembered. When he got to the alley, he saw a car coming fast, so fast he was afraid it was going to hit Elene and their daughter as they tried to cross. You write down the license, you you knew he already knew that first to receive forty six, Yeah, it was it. What
kind of car was it? There, what color a Mercury Grand Marquis with three guys inside? Did the police ever talk to you? Um? No, he never talked to police, never talked to Edgar, even though Elina told them he saw everything. The police knew then your husband something when I when when they went to see me right here? Um? I told him that he saw we do No, No, they didn't sences him. The alley was narrow, just a few feet between Edgar and the driver, and the car
window was rolled down. They were pretty much face to face. And what do they look like? Them? And Edgar remembered something else? Do you remember their hair? The better they use more hair? Not here h one of the guys in the car had long hair. Every Body so bide every day, No bode these not no. Somebody is a co production of The Invisible Institute, The Intercept, Topic Studios, and I Heart Radio in association with Tenderfoot TV. I'm
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