Some assumed he had literally eaten small bags of cocaine, but no such bags were found in his stomach. Was it a way of saying that he had simply used up all the drug? Did "thing" refer to cocaine at all? No one knew, but the phrase, "I paranoided out" seemed more straightforward. Carr had drifted to the center of where powerful and shadowy forces met and warred, and he had been marked by that battle. As for his actual death, it seemed a matter of interpretation. What was it finally that he was trying to confess? Steven Carr was the only one who knew. But it was typical of his compulsive honesty to try to tell us something. As Mel Arnold succinctly put it: "He was the best witness to his own foul play."
Meanwhile, Peter Glibbery was heading into what he hoped was his last year in La Reforma. He had liked Steven Carr in the end. "He tried to be a redneck but he was really a good guy," Glibbery recently said of Carr to a friend. "Very responsible, very irresponsible. Not too good, not too bad. I cried when I heard he died."