Francis Scot Dufore knew how things could go after he stole a car in Louisiana, drove to South Florida and kidnapped his ex-wife.
“If the cops pull up, we’re all dead. I’m not going to jail on no aggravated kidnapping, on a f----- stolen car,” he told her. “I would blow you away and then blow myself away.”
In the end, it was Miami-Dade police who shot the 41-year-old Dufore dead, after his ex-wife managed to call 911 while being stuffed in the back seat of the car. She survived.
For more than 13 minutes, the woman kept the phone line open, recording the desperate conversation with her ex-husband while she tried to drop hints for rescuers. Miami-Dade Police released the call Friday, two days after the kidnapping that led to Dufore’s death. Police have not made the woman’s name public.
“All you’ve gotta do is let me off right there, on f------ Mowry Drive, man,” she says less than 90 seconds into the recording, apparently referring to the street just north of Florida City.
Later, she points police to look for an out-of-state license plate — and warns them Dufore is armed.
“You stole this car from Louisiana, for God’s sake,” the woman says to Dufore, whom she calls Scot. “You f------ got a f----- gun that’s not even registered. You kidnapped me.”
Police killed Dufore after they say he pointed his shotgun at officers in the woods of deep South Dade. He had taken the woman, the 38-year-old mother of his four children, from a Homestead grocery store and strangled her in the back seat of the car until she was unconscious. When she woke up, she managed to dial for help.
By that point, she had injured Dufore with some sort of knife, according to the call.
“Oh my God — you f------ stabbed me with this?” Dufore asks her. “Yes, I did,” she answers.
Dufore says he’s come to bring her back to Louisiana so they can be reunited with their children. The children had been under the custody of the Florida Department of Children and Families.
“We need each other to get those kids,” Dufore says.
“No, no, no, no!” she pleads. “Stop. Please. You need to stop this right now and let me go before it gets worse.”
“It’s already bad,” he replies.
The woman tells Dufore it’s taken her three times “to get away from you and stay away from you.” He responds that she’s got the drive back to Louisiana to change her mind: “You got 24 hours to pray about it and ask the Lord to show you the way.”
“My way is right here: Go ahead and kill me,” she responds.
Now more than 12 minutes into the call, the emergency dispatcher tries to reach the woman: “Ma’am, where are you? Hello?”
The dispatcher’s voice seems to make the woman move in the back seat. Dufore asks her what she’s doing. “I have a cigarette under here,” she says. He tells her to keep her voice down.
Then he goes outside the car, apparently to fetch something in the trunk. The woman turns to the phone.
“Help, please,” she says, identifying the car as gold and telling the dispatcher she’s in a “field.”
“Leave the phone on the open line,” the dispatcher tells her. “Don’t hang up.”
A few phrases later, the line goes dead.