women? both dark haired, both pretty, it was chillingly similar. a case about of unheard of places. in the history might apartment, it has not happened. then, finally, far from the city, the truth. revealed on a quiet country road. we got out of the car, and let out a screen. an act of courage, from a woman who refused to be a victim. i won. the woman in the icu was barely alive. her jaw shattered, into a dozen pieces. a one s beautiful face, unrecognizable, the rate of fire, the fall, and the massive, nearly fatal stroke. someone thought she would be dead by now. someone had fled into the night. some, killing women. and this one, deep in a coma, in the threshold of death, is the only chance to catch them, before he does it again. what happened here was spawned in a dark corner of the human condition. but the terrifying flaw forcing us to admit, yes, virginia, there is a bogeyman. and against him where the only weapons they had. the power of one family. a dete
she loved to have fun? she did. under age fun. no trouble sneaking in, the charmed the bouncers, and flashed fake i. d. s. kenya and her crew, head on safety rules. go together, and leave together, look out for each other. but, on this particular night, things didn t go as planned. we had planned to meet at lavish. we went in there, and she wasn t in there. kenya had gotten a ride downtown, with two other girl she didn t know very well. her plan was to meet janet, and some other friends, at lavish, but she didn t show up. i started to text her, and no response, and i called her three times. nothing. but what janet didn t know is that kenya, and the two other girls, couldn t get into the club. the bouncers weren t buying their fake i. d. s. so they went to another club, nearby, and took a few pictures. but, they didn t tell anyone
but, on this particular night, things didn t go as planned. we had planned to meet at lavish. we went in there, and she wasn t in there. kenya had gotten a ride downtown, with two other girl she didn t know very well. her plan was to meet janet, and some other friends, at lavish, but she didn t show up. i started to text her, and no response, and i called her three times. nothing. but what janet didn t know is that kenya, and the two other girls, couldn t get into the club. the bouncers weren t buying their fake i.d.s. so they went to another club, nearby, and took a few pictures. but, they didn t tell anyone they were there. i sent her the last message at about 11:30, and nothing. with the club close, janet headed home, without kenya. who, she assumed, with some other friends.
look out for each other. but on this particular night things didn t go as planned. we had planned to meet at lavish. we went in there, and she wasn t in there. reporter: kenia had gotten a ride downtown with two other girls she didn t know very well. her plan was to meet janet and some other friends at lavish, but she didn t show up. i started texting her, and no response. and i called her three times. nothing. reporter: what janet didn t know is that kenia and the two other girls couldn t get into the club. the bouncers weren t buying their fake i.d. cards. so they went to another club nearby, even took a few pictures. but they didn t tell anyone they were there. and i sent her the last message about 11:30, and nothing. reporter: so when the clubs closed, janet headed home without kenia, who she assumed was with some other friends. i thought okay, they re
i was hoping that she would pop up and say here i am. but as time went by and she wasn t contacting anybody and i knew it was bad. reporter: he also knew that the key to finding kenia was finding travis forbes. the denver police had no idea where travis was, whether he was in hiding here in town or had left the city, left the state, left the country. he was just gone. wasn t much they could do. he was a person of interest but not officially a suspect. and then two weeks later out of the blue detectives got a call from austin, texas. and my lieutenant walked into the office and said, okay. i said what? she said austin p.d. just called our fugitive unit. we might have him in austin, texas. i m like, what? reporter: travis, it turned out, had borrowed a car from an old girlfriend in colorado.