when they tested. there was no indications that there was any semen. anywhere. in that room or different parts of the house we checked. nothing. no semen. no blood. no evidence of sexual assault. apart from her missing engagement ring, nothing in diane s house seemed out of place, expect in the middle of the otherwise pristine living room. and there on the love seat is a towel, just thrown over. weird. it was definitely out of place. it was maybe left behind by the killer. was this one of the mistakes? was there anything found on that towel? hairs.
idea who did it. exactly. and i decided we were going to monday morning quarterback the crime scene right away. that meant, she and the investigators went back to diane s house and took a more in-depth look. went over it with the alternate light source. to do it in the dark you would take it and put it on carpeting and any kind of fabric or the wall or anything and certain things will flores. the ultimate we were looking for semenal fluid. it did not look like diane was sexually assaulted, but they had to know for sure.
why when she was ready to start her brand-new life? i ll never know that answer. the calls kept coming. hi diane. it s 2:00. just wanted to check to make sure you re okay. by 2:00, it was too late. someone had killed her. we had her body and we have the singing, that was old. she had a fiancée, we had our ups and downs, no question. and, a coworker with a crush. he was an odd character, and was always very smiley to her. she didn t like it. everybody was a suspect. then, a break, tips from other women s who had been targeted to. he wanted to get me in there and i didn t budge and all the bills were going off. i don t in my car, and i took off, i felt they dodged a
there was a tornado heading in your direction. she said my direction. she is like i don t know what to do. i have never been in a tornado. she must have been freaked out. very freaked out. the ferocious rain and hellish win and funnel clouds dipped and swirled around the city. the next morning, a friday, it was all over. friends checked on friends but nobody could reach diane, the freaked out one. diane worked from home. worked for ibm. the friday morning, so unlike her she missed a conference call. it is 2:00. worried about you. all day phone calls from ibm and friends went to voicemail. diane, i was calling to see if you were going to show up tonight or not. she didn t. i got to the club and i was waiting and she didn t come. i spent all of my time wondering when she was going to show up. was she caught in the storm.