emergency vehicles, officers, and that s as far as i can go. there is my baby and i can t do nothing about it. she was a hardworking, young wife and mom. sweetest gurley can ever asked to meet. just minutes from home when she saw the headlights. somebody was telling her. my sister is in my driveway. and her heads bloody. so you bear your little girl and then it s a murder investigation? yes. there were two people brandi feared, one town. she thought she was being followed. one thousands of miles away. josh was still in alaska. then, there was the new man in her life. anybody close to brandi needed to take a hard serious look at. no fingerprints, no dna, and no arrests for years. you are grieving. how do you pull all of that together. day-by-day. the handsome urge of someone s dark past. you have robberies going on, a homicide. and one brave woman willing to talk. he called me, the same that happened to brandi will happen to me. the q
ready and i pulled up, and i see her in the driver seat, and i say, what s wrong? and he says, i think she s been shot. nothing can prepare you for that? no, she was dead. that s what he told me. he told you that at the scene? yes. and stay away. you don t want to contaminate the crime scene. no bridge ahead. into the abyss. blooming out of the water. brandy s was leaving the bottle factory where she worked. at 11:05, i got a phone call, and i went running to the truck. tests said there was something wrong with brandy. you saw the emergency vehicles, officers. we get off into the driveway and that s as far as i could go. the car, with the driver side window down, the vehicle stalled in first gear, and brandy inside, looking rag doll, shot three days times, execution style. the detectives were arriving. who would want brandy dead?