Such Good Boys: The True Story of a Mother, Two Sons and a Horrifying Murder

Such Good Boys: The True Story of a Mother, Two Sons and a Horrifying Murder

by Tina Dirmann

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Raised in the suburb of Riverside, California, twenty-year-old college student Jason Bautista endured for years his emotionally disturbed mother's verbal and psychological abuse. She even locked him out of the house, tied him up with electrical cord, and on one occasion, gave him a beating that sent him to the emergency room. His fifteen-year-old half brother Matthew Montejo also was a victim to Jane Bautista's dark mood swings and erratic behavior, but for some reason, Jason received the brunt of the abuse—until he decided he'd had enough…

On the night of January 14, 2003, Jason strangled his mother. To keep authorities from identifying her body, he chopped off her head and hands, an idea he claimed he got from watching an episode of the hit TV series "The Sopranos." Matthew would later testify in court that he sat in another room in the house with the TV volume turned up while Jason murdered their mother. He also testified that he drove around with Jason to find a place to dump Jane's torso.

The morning following the murder, Matthew went to school, and Jason returned to his classes at Cal State San Bernardino. When authorities zeroed in on them, Jason lied and said that Jane had run off with a boyfriend she'd met on the Internet. But when police confronted the boys with overwhelming evidence, Jason confessed all. Now the nightmare was only just beginning for him…

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780312995287
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Publication date: 10/04/2005
Series: St. Martin's True Crime Library
Pages: 256
Sales rank: 41,701
Product dimensions: 4.12(w) x 6.90(h) x 0.74(d)

About the Author

Tina Dirmann is a reporter for US Weekly Magazine and has worked also for The Los Angeles Times.

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Peter Martinez was bored, as usual. But after serving twenty-five years in the Marine Corps, including two tours of duty in Vietnam, the retired sergeant major enjoyed the quiet he found as a security guard charged with keeping an eye on the eighty or so multimillion-dollar homes that lined the sandy shore in the private community of Saint Malo Beach in Oceanside, California. He particularly enjoyed working the uneventful graveyard post and had grown accustomed to the simple sounds of the ocean as it roared in the not-too-far distance from his guard shack.
Despite its beauty, Oceanside was a place most visitors zooming down the 5 Freeway simply passed on their way to the more popular destination point of San Diego, just twenty minutes away and home not only to beaches, but to the very popular Sea World tourist attraction. In fact, the Oceanside beaches weren’t even visible from the freeway, so tourists, and the troublemaking their revelry can sometimes bring, were scant.
Martinez was armed. As a career military man, he’d had a pistol strapped to his side since he was 18 years old. But in the eight years he’d worked as a Saint Malo Beach security guard, he’d never pulled that firearm from his hip.
Still, he stiffened when he saw car headlights break the black night sky just before 2 a.m. on January 14, 2003.
The 2000 Oldsmobile Intrigue stopped several houses away from his shack, but he could still make out two figures as they lifted a bag out of their trunk. He watched as the pair struggled to heave their heavy load over their heads and into the roughly seven-foot-tall Dumpster in front of the neatly kept white two-story home at 2041 South Pacific Street. “Someone’s trying to dump a load of garbage,” Martinez thought. But this was private property, so he walked toward the car to give them a friendly but stern reminder.
On approach, Martinez saw a tall man, easily over 6 feet, and a smaller man, maybe even a teenager, still gripping their oversized parcel.
“What do you have there?” Martinez asked.
Who knows why Jason Bautista froze in that moment? Maybe it was because he was only 20 years old and still used to listening to adults. Maybe because he was scared out of his mind and wasn’t sure what to do.
But he dropped the bag onto the ground and froze. Matthew Montejo, his 15-year-old half-brother, mimicked his every move. Both men looked up at Martinez, who saw what looked like fear on the face of the smaller guy, the one he considered the sidekick.
“We’re just dumping some trash,” Jason said.
“Well, you can’t dump trash here,” Martinez said. “You have to pick it back up and leave.”
“Sorry,” Jason said, before turning to Matthew. “Pick it up, let’s get it back in the car.”
As he spoke, the old security guard looked down at the bag. He would later tell investigators it looked like a body bag, the kind he’d seen too many times during his years of service in the Marines. In actuality, it was a dark brown sleeping bag and he couldn’t see what was inside. But there was something in there. The bag drooped in the middle as the boys heaved on the ends.
Matthew obeyed his older brother’s instructions, lifting the bag again. Martinez watched as the folds of the sleeping bag shifted, pulling back just far enough to reveal a human foot.
Martinez felt shock rip through him. His mind reeled as he stared at the dangling foot. He hoped for a moment that he was looking at a doll or part of a mannequin. But the tightness in his gut told him otherwise.
“Hey!” he called out. “Stop! Put the bag down! I want to see what’s in there.”
Jason didn’t listen.
“No,” he told the old man as he stuffed the bag back in the trunk and slammed it shut, “I’m not going to let you.”
On instinct, Martinez reached for the .357 pistol at his side and pointed it at the men. “I said freeze!” Martinez repeated.
“Fuck you!” Jason spat back. “You’re just a security guard! You can’t do anything.” He slammed the trunk shut before climbing back into the driver’s seat.
Martinez stood still, his grip on the gun. But he never fired. There had already been enough violence this night. Instead, as the car sped away, he took note of the license plate number. Returning to his guard shack, Martinez, shaken by what he’d just seen, called the Oceanside Police Department. And suddenly, the calming sounds of the ocean were drowned out by a police dispatcher’s voice.
It was about 8:30 a.m. on the morning of January 14 when Orange County Sheriff’s Homicide Investigator Andre Spencer peered down the steep ravine off the Ortega Highway. Earlier that morning, a passenger in a car driving east on the 5 Freeway had spotted what looked like human remains lying in the fields near Mile Marker 79. Spencer was the next one up for an assignment, so it had fallen to him to lead the investigation. After thirteen years as a sworn officer, he was used to dealing with death. But as his eyes strained through a pair of binoculars, scanning the extreme hilly fields down the freeway, he was still startled at the sight, some 170 feet below him, of the headless, handless torso of a white female, clad only in her panties. The remains were ghostly pale because someone had taken the trouble to drain the corpse of most of its blood.
Spencer knew how tough this one would be. “If she had a head or hands,” he thought, “we’d run fingerprints, dental records.” They’d have to swab the body instead and hope for a DNA match. His mind churned for ideas, determined to find out who this woman was and how she’d met such a gruesome end.
It would be seven days before that license plate number scribbled down by security guard Peter Martinez would hit Spencer’s desk—the tip leading investigators to discover that the torso at the bottom of the ravine was 41-year-old Jane Bautista. Bautista, through the course of her life, had become obsessed by the idea that nameless, faceless strangers were out to kill her, but, in the end, her killers would be the only people she ever allowed to be close to her—her sons Jason and Matthew.

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Such Good Boys 4.1 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 23 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I felt both sorry for the boys and for the mom,what a twisted situation to be in and at the end lead to murder,very good book, no way out,very sad...
OneReadingMomma More than 1 year ago
This was an unbelievable story. The writer made me feel as if I was there. Superbly written.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
What a sad case! I think that these boys should have got manslaughter at MOST! A really good read...
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A really good book. The story book was a very intri?ing. It was good p
justablondemoment on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
True Crime books are often hard to read as they sometimes are just facts slapped on paper and tend to be boring. This account of a very interesting case was easy to read and got me emotionally attached to the story. Those kids lived through hell, there is no denying it. Still, murder is murder, but in this case, it seemed possible to me that it might very well of started out as a self-defense crime and turned into over the top blind rage from one who had been pushed too far for many years. Abuse emotional and physical can do that to you. Just make you snap one day. It would have been a hard case to be a juror on.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I feel it glossed over some parts that may have put more insight. “The neighbors felt it was pretty obvious what was going on” but it wasn’t obvious and wasn’t explained. Otherwise a good story and my heart breaks for those boys. A very quick read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Good book, well written.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The victim in this case is completely unlikable. I was disgusted by Jasons crime because of the dismemberment and wish he would have abandoned her too rather than kill her. I tend to think that people who are as mentally ill as she was make life violent and miserable and need to be locked away from the rest of society because it is they that typically snap and murder others while in the grip of their delusions. Narcissistic personality is not a disease. It deserves no sympathy and there is no treatment. Jane was a lost cause. Her poor sons!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
What a sad family
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Very good book. Couldnt put it down. The author really draws you in from the very begining.
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This is a well written book, i love how the author didnt drag anything out n always got to the point..i feel for Jane and the boys..and feel sorry for them..i feel if Jane would have got the help she needed this book would have not been written !! ....Bn
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concon More than 1 year ago
Well researched. Very disfunctional family.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I chose the title to be recommended because it starts off by saying how the boys seemed to be innocent children in a negative situation but you soon find out how horrible innocent children can act and what they are capable of doing. Were these children really faced with charges that were un-fair? What does the jury REALLY think about their situations. If they had gotten their mother help, would the outcome of her death be any different? I still had so many questions after reading the book and it keeps you talking for weeks on end about it. I highly suggest this book to be read especially to those who are in this situation and you feel like you can't get out of it.
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I'm a big fan of Tina Dirmann's writing and the way that she will give all sides of each case. This book discusses a truely horrific crime committed by a young man, but given his's almost a little bit hard to blame him. I think that Ms. Dirmann's books are great reads and if you are interested in true crime stories - this is one you should definitely read.