For her, for me, for all the women. Reporter but who he was. I just about fell off my chair. We were in that much danger, and didnt even know it. Reporter it was january 2009. Brenda constantine, and her husband brian rogers and their three teenagers, two boys and a girl, spent the new years holiday the way they always had a trip out of town and then back to their home in orleans, a middleclass suburb in canadas capital city, ottawa. Orleans is the kind of place where the houses are snug to the street and each other. Its a very familyoriented community. Lots of young families still moving into orleans. Lots of kids. Reporter but as you say, in a town which is very safe, orleans seemed particularly safe . Yeah. There was never a lot of crime. Reporter that january, when brian and brenda got their brood home on a friday evening, the family house in orleans seemed exactly as theyd left it. Though, brian did notice something odd. Our digital clock in our room on the right side of the bed w
Reporter but the police did not think so. They were at the house in a matter of empties, and they were all business. They spent five hours combing through the place, then came back the next day, to take apart the family computer. Did they find anything . No. They didnt find anything. Reporter not in the computer. But in their daughters bedroom, disturbing discoveries. Along with 50 pairs of missing underwear, a number of their daughters bathing suits, dresses, tank tops had also vanished. They discovered the intruder had rifled through the family photo albums and removed pictures but only those that showed their daughter. And those were like vacation vacation pictures. Vacation pictures down in punta cana, so they were all beach pictures, bathing suit pictures and reporter and then, says brian, it got ugly. When they said they found some dna evidence on my daughters that was a shock. Dresser. That was the one that was really weird. Reporter investigators said the sample was consistent
Of all wasnt most what he did. I felt so scared for her. But who he was. I just about fell off my chair. We were in that much danger and we didnt even know it. It was january, 2009. Brenda constantine and her husband, brian rogers and their three teenagers, two boys and a girl, spent the new years holiday the way they always had. A trip out of town and then back to their home in orlien, a middle class suburb in ottawa. Its the kind of place where the houses are snug to the street, and each other. Its a very familyoriented community. Lots of young families still live in orleans. Lots of kids. As you say in a town which is very safe, orleans seemed particularly safe . There was never a lot of crime. That january when brian and brenda got their brood home on friday evening, the family house seemed exactly as they left it. Brian did notice something odd. The digital clock in our room on the wayside of the bed was blinking. I thought that was unusual, but didnt think much of it. Then you we