The danger was, too. My wife has fallen from a rock. An accidental fall, and she was gone. I remember going, what . My heart sank. I fell to my knees. So why did it seem so suspicious . Theres something going on here. His first wife died. It just clicked. This was not an accident. Ke two wives, two deaths, two mysteries. Nobody saw him push toni off that cliff. He wouldnt do that. Why would he . Tragic. Horrible. Cruel. I was broken. Im lester holt. And this is dateline. My names anna kate, and im 9 years ode. M im in fourth grade. Reporter anna kate once had an aunt named toni. They lived a few states apart but were never more than a phonr call or a letter away. Dear aunt toni, how are you . I have no homework. We finished little pear eight days till christmas. Im so excited. I love you. Anna kate. Reporter she still writes her letters even though toni can no longer respond. Dear aunt toni, are you enjoying it in heaven . I miss you very much. I read a book about heaven. It must be gr
You will see it all come pouring out. A hidden crime and a sons heart pounding moment. This is a horrible crime. Im glad we know the truth. Carol was a restless young mom with two kids when she vanished from her Southern California home. Heartbroken, her family assumed she left to start a new life. With no word from carol, a nagging suspicion took hold. Was her disappearance the result of something more sinister . Before it could be solved, her son would have to face a secret. Heres Keith Morrison with secrets in the mist. January, 2013. The wet gray morning celted in to stay. At noon a police boat sets off in the pea soup fog. A hail mary pass, a slim chance to find the truth at last. Why out there . Why after all those last 30 years. Some cases are destined to stay cold. Easier that way. Before they came along with their wild ideas about murder and facebook, of all things. And now this. Their doomed errand into the fog. Her name was carol jean meyer. The night of the slamming doors,
Was his eyes. Her story was concerning about a masked man, shooting her husband and leaving her alive. Im worried, did she hire somebody . Then a revelation. The dead man had a dangerous dream. Ended up finding a lot of people related to the oil business. I remember him telling us, im going to make millions of dollars. A big money venture oozing with outlaws. A violent individual, been to prison for robbery. 250 pounds of steroid, rock muscle. Greed is what killed my dad. Greed is what caused all of this. A thirst for oil, an lust for blood. A sociopath. Among the green and pleasant landscapes of american privilege is the rise of historic land called the south hill. Its been the home of spokane, washingtons elite, in their queen anne and craftsmans homes and not the sort of story were about to tell. Ambitious men, dark plots and dames. I asked him. Am i just the dumb blonde who missed it . Or did everyone miss it . The one so many people missed, before that dreadful vent here in the wo
He told me he saw a female that was about 510. She pulls off and takes off out of the complex. What did she know . She said, im in fear of my life. The story starts to unravel. A secret tape. Why are you whispering . You know why. Because somebodys listening. A secret lover. He wanted her to come back to him. And she didnt. And a secret revealed. As were getting ready to finish up the interview someone hands me a note. Who killed denita . Youve told me some things youd only admit to your priest, and you cant tell me this last little piece of the puzzle. Why . Reporter the darkroom is where a photographers vision comes to life, allowing others to see the world through their eyes. And with these shots, we can learn a little about the world this young photographer saw. And her sense of exactly when to snap the shutter. To capture the world in front of her. Its an impressive portfolio belonging to a young woman named denita smith. She began looking through a lens in childhood, and never st
She thought she was being followed. Reporter one thousands of miles away. Josh was still in alaska. Reporter and then there was the new man in her life. Anybody close to brandy, we need to take a real hard, serious look at. Reporter no fingerprints. No dna. And no arrests, for years. Reporter youre grieving, how do you put all that awful time together, molly . Day by day. Reporter then hints emerge of someones dark past. Youve got robberies going on, the homicide. Reporter and one brave woman willing to talk. He told me the same that happened to brandy would happen to me. Reporter the question wasnt just who murdered a young mother. It was why . There was no money. There just wasnt a reason to do it. She didnt hurt nobody. She didnt bother nobody, why did they have to kill her . Heres Dennis Murphy with out there in the dark. Reporter it was a chillier than usual monday night in may, as brandy daniels drove home from her shift at kohls. Zanesville in eastern ohio is the kind of nottoob