at one point he told me to eat (bleep) and die. and that was then followed by niceties and wanting to work things out oh. so it is really back and forth all day. and it became obvious that he wasn t going to let it go. so i finally quit responding. you never heard from him again? he had texted me the next day saying, i don t feel like this is over. can you give me another chance? i didn t respond to that. so then after that, yes, i did hear from him at all. that was in june 2013. 11 months before justin was shot to death, and she told the detective all that. so odd, to say the least, but angie swore that she couldn t remember the guy s last name. do you remember last name yet? i keep trying. dave, dave, dave, dave, dave.
went back to the house to tell just. and they called the police. the police officer came and looked at it and noticed that it had been keyed that it looked like somebody had thrown something at the windshield because it was a huge indent on the hood. but that wasn t the only incident of angie s. somebody got into the backyard and vandalized justin s prized for trees. there were branches that were snapped off and eventually kill the trees. why would somebody come into his yard and ruin things that he had tried to grow? so was the vandalism a warning? did justin actually understand that he was a target? maybe and she didn t know her fiancée quite as well as she thought she did. after all, execution style murders, as the detectives knew very well, often turn out to have something to do with illegal drugs. did you guys get high, did you party a little bit? no.
and then so i heard the door opening and my first thought was angie was coming in to grab a scarf or a piece of jewelry from the dresser. she kept them some spare things in the bedroom. the person just stood in the doorway but did you see, a silhouette? i saw a dark silhouette. a person dressed in dark clothing and i could see a red laser light shining in my eyes. and as i was lying there, i notice the red light shine across the pillow, and i remember thinking, that s a strange flashlight. and that s when i saw a big person bigger than just in an angie, so i knew it was an intruder. my heart sank, i m sure it froze. a second or two later the door was shutting and i remember praying just please, take what
kicked in. so i looked through his car and i couldn t find insurance, so i impounded it for not having insurance with an accident. not that it was drivable anyway. he sent david home in a cab. after reading deputy tart s report, detectives bartholomew and hopper knew they had to act fast. there could be clues still on highway 141. and surprises, too. the media people angie and marie saw hovering around the patrol cars they d been placed in that awful may morning had no idea what had just happened in justin michael s bedroom middle of the night. the reporters knew only this they had been sent here because of a suspicious death. and it was related somehow to this house. then as they waited for somebody to tell them something, they got a tip. local reporter stephanie moore. we heard that sheriff deputies were walking the fields along highway 141. so that would be the highway you would take from des moines to go to grimes. and they were just walking these fields. and we asked them,
the evidence they already had was enough to arrest him, and charge him with first degree murder. by now, detectives understood that angie had nothing to do with the murder. that what seemed like a lack of emotion in angie s demeanor and marie s too, for that matter, was shock. pure shock. in fact, the thought that david could be the man who killed the love of her life hit angie while she was still being questioned. and finally, after her apparent calm, she was overcome. when dave came up and we talked about that and the detective came back with a picture of him do you know this person? that s dave. and i said, that s him. and i immediately started shaking and was very visibly upset. i m just so that he had