en route to las vegas, with their two dogs in the back seat, larry in the trunk along with two shovels. once there, sara hung out at a hotel with the dogs. elisa went out looking for a brrial place for larry. but when she started digging, she said, the ground was too hard. and so i went back to the hotel and told her, i can t do it. and all this time he s in the trunk and the valet is parking us and it s not good, you know? so elisa said they drove back to california. and the next morning, at 4:00, she drove out to a vineyard, dug a hole and buried him. how doeep a hole did you dig? not deep enough, obviously. that was elisa s story. and just a few hours after she finished telling it, california detectives hauled in sara dutra, the alleged driver of the whole
in the backyard. we talked about burying him over at my trainer s. we talked about taking him and burying him in the desert. but they couldn t quite decide, so they kept larry s body in the refrigerator for three months. then they decided to the take it to las vegas. find some place there to bury it. how much does he weigh? weighed about a lot. i m having a hard time seeing you two pick up this big guy. me, too. me, too. we laid the trainer tire down in front of the fridrefrigerator, backed the jag up close to the trailer tire. and it was only like that much difference. so then we just pushed off the tire into the trunk? exactly. and he was shaped like this, you know? so then we put him in the trunk and he was like this. and we closed the trunk and went up to las vegas.
again. one of them threw the phone and it got underneath our bodies and i couldn t reach it. you couldn t text anybody. i couldn t text anybody, couldn t get ahold of anybody. i was texting her and then no more texting from them. other people started calling me and saying this is really bad. they were seeing pictures of people being killed. and she s not responding to you now. just down the corridor, another mother struggled to keep her children quiet. you are thinking about our survival and thinking will this stop and run to an area where we can be safe. she told her children being quiet wasn t enough. she made an incredible decision. they would all play dead. her nine-year-old daughter could understand how important it was to stay still. her son then, too, seemed to sense it as well.
catherine was still in her makeshift hiding spot on the main floor of the mall. an hour into the attack she was still trying to keep her three restless daughters contained under that flimsy table, their only protection from the roaming gunmen. it was a job that got harder as the mall got quieter. there was a lull. and then the shooting started again. one of them threw the phone and it got underneath our bodies and i couldn t reach it. you couldn t text anybody. i couldn t text anybody, couldn t get ahold of anybody. for a couple hours, i was texting her and no more texting from then. other people started calling me and saying this is really bad. we have seen pictures of people being killed.
it got underneath our bodies and i couldn t reach it. you couldn t text anybody. i couldn t text anybody, couldn t get ahold of anybody. i was texting her and then no more texting from them. other people started calling me and saying this is really bad. they were seeing pictures of people being killed. and she s not responding to you now. just down the corridor, another mother struggled to keep her children quiet. you are thinking about our survival and thinking will this stop and run to an area where we can be safe. she told her children being quiet wasn t enough. she made an incredible decision. they would all play dead. her nine-year-old daughter could understand how important it was to stay still. her son then, too, seemed to sense it as well.