willing to admit, early on. even at that age i could definitely see, the water was about to boil over. the kids were nine, eight and four when the divorce was finalized in 2000. young colin rad, chelsa and savannah learned how to navigate the choppy waters known all too well from children of divorce. they couldn t talk to each other, really, i try to step in and help. you were mediator, in a way? yes. tough role for kit to play, isn t it? it was easy or to be a mediator that have them yelling at each other on the phone. living apart, comrade said? my mom was happier than ever. debris did well enough as a pharmaceutical representative that she was able to buy her own home. she could finally start living her life the way that she wanted to. except, there were issues. once after they separated
the key was waiting for them under the math that evening in june, 2006, outside their mothers homes. has silence, in the one home. where was she? she was always on time to pick them up from their dad s place. but tonight, he had to drive them. this just wasn t like her. where was she? conrad, the eldest, put the key in the law can open the door. chelsa, the middle, cross the threshold. stopped. what was this? once we took a few more steps than i realize what was happening. this was the moment, the defining one. nothing the same after this. and there was a lot of blood everywhere. and the adrenaline kicked in. instinct took over. we just dropped our stuff. split throughout the house. panic rising now. comrade was 15 then.
his little sisters chelsa 14, and savannah ten, three kids trying to make sense of a horrible, frightening scene. my mom you normally keeps it completely spick and span. there is hardly any dust anywhere. let alone, anything out of order. and now, things were anything but. whether desk was, you could see they were papers scattered around. drawers were ripped open. and you went into the bedroom? i think that was the first place my sister ran into. so she quickly called us and we fold followed her. did what did you see there? there was blood on the ground. a lot? yeah. her mom s bed, it was made. but it was kind of haphazardly thrown together. you know, not quite smoothed out. she would ve done a different way? right. at that point you were pretty upset, i imagine? yes, my biggest fear was that we were going to find her. that s what scares me most. was that we find her somewhere