august nights in 2008. philip height, a prominent real estate developer shot bed dead in his bed. his son, and business partner, carrie, also shot to dead in his sleep. phillips wife linda had an injury, but would recover. a deadly three that had investigators working around the clock. while some detectives were interviewing those surprising next of kin in the family. others contacted his friends and associates. including the oldest son s craig s, one time we live in companion. a woman named tina williams. i got a call from the sheriff s department saying they needed to talk to me. detectives were intrigued right away by the girlfriends sense of remorse. maybe if i would have went in april. to miss london and mr. philip, and carrie, and said this is what s going on. you need to do something now. maybe it would not have went to the women. what could she be talking about? this story that she hadn t told?
having his own relationship problems. carrie told his friend james that his wife robbyn wanted a separation. it hurt him. he was torn up. he had made the comment to me about, you don t know how it feels to live inside someone in the bed that doesn t love you. rob had found that carrie was sent too much time at work. so good husband that he, was he cut back his hours and went to counseling. anything to make it work. he would do what it took to keep the marriage together. especially for the kids. i mean, he wouldn t want to see his kids grow up like that. but just as much as the kids, he didn t want to lose the wife that was his first and only love. the light of his life. they still don t have a he loved her dearly. last that i work, he still tried to make his marriage work. and while they were trying to keep their banged up
gonna do something, now is the time. and he had all the people that stood between him and what he wanted. it was after midnight. husband, wife, and son in a modest house at the end of a quiet road, settled in for the night. their final night, as the esteemed height family. coming up! after the crime, frank on tape. what may be the breakthrough clue in the case. as an investigator, some evidence stood out. as dateline continues! as dateline continues
culls cousins have been listening for five days to the prosecutions arguments against one of their own. and where it was at least some of the extended clan did not know exactly where they stood. sheriff, you weren t so clear as to where to put the family. they were divided on what they believed had happened in that house and whether craig was the killer. i don t think they knew everything. here s my nephew, here s my brother here, is my cousin and here is my son. maybe you can persuade me of the evidence, mister prosecutor. but there s still this hole here is my blood his mic can? i m. for those closest to craig, his brother linda and linda asked not to be shown on camera but told the jurors that she didn t think that craig had anything to do with the shootings. was he in a position to judge his general from meaner towards you? yes. and how would you describe that? worried about me. as protective as he could be.
we re racing to the location. a one storey ranch house, and a heavily wooded area, of side of town. little to no light outside. it was pitch black. our weapons were already drawn. we weren t sure if the suspect is in the area, still in the woods. we approach the door, and we could hear the sound of a female moaning, what appeared to be pain. they could hear her, but were delayed and finding her, because something stop them in their tracks as they entered the kitchen. there was an overwhelming smell of gasoline emanating from the house. it was extremely noxious, hard to breathe. the deputy hill slipped on the gasoline, and i caught him, preventing him from falling. why hadn t the gasoline been torched? was someone trying to lure the cops inside, before striking a match. it felt like an ambush. they found the woman, slumped on the kitchen floor, behind a table. the woman, linda, still holding