That’s certainly a puzzle that’s on more than a few minds in the wake the the local newspaper dropping the hammer yesterday on investigative reporter Karen Dillon.
As in, the Karen Dillon.
The Karen Dillon who famously brought down the career of peep show perve Pee Wee Herman in 1991.
The Karen Dillon who drove the Kansas City Police Department crazy with expose after expose in the mid 1990s, ranging from officers cheating on expense accounts to an $18 million scanner scandal and reporting that lead to an investigation by Missouri Gov. Mel Carnahan into the operations of the Kansas City Board of Police Commissioners.
Yeah, that Karen Dillon.
She’s also the Karen Dillon who teamed with me on a steamy front page story in 1993 about millionaire David W. Langhorn bumping off millionaire Roger A. Behrenhausen in a parking garage at KCI over a love tryst with sexy socialite Daneen “Dani” Householter.
“On Oct. 25, Householter watched in horror in a parking garage at Kansas City International Airport as Behrenhausen was killed by three blasts from a shotgun. Police say that her former lover, Langhorn, hired the triggerman,” we reported.
“The man charged with being the hit man, Grady Lee Motes, 26, a salesman for Langhorn’s company in Gainesville, Ga., is being held in the Platte County Jail. Days after Motes was arrested in Georgia, Langhorn fled and committed suicide in a central Kansas game preserve.”
A Vassar grad and Jewel Ball debutante from a wealthy Kansas City family who dated everyone from the head of the Paul Hamilton real estate company to the son of local tax magnate Henry Bloch.
And the same Karen Dillon who cobbled together a minimalist Wikipedia page outlining her awards as “an American investigative journalist,” it reads. “She won a 2001 Goldsmith Prize for Investigative Reporting. She won a 1998 George Polk Award. She was named the 2010 “Journalist of the Year,” by the Kansas City Press Club.”
Almost as if Dillon sensed that after giving journalism giant Jim Romanesko an embarrassing quote last year confirming KC Confidential‘s Hunger Games scoop that her days at 18th and Grand were numbered.
Tough racket, print journalism these days.