Ended up finding a lot of paper related to the oil business. I remember him telling us, im going to make millions of dollars. A big money venture oozing with outlaws. A violent individual, been to prison for robbery. Big man. 250 pounds of steroid, rock muscle. Significant criminal history. Greed is what killed my dad. Greed is what caused all of this. A thirst for oil, an lust for blood. I trusted a con artist. I trusted a sociopath. Wild isnt it, what can happen to a quiet Little Prairie town when oil comes along . Yeah. Among the green and pleasant landscapes of american privilege is a fine, historic rise of land called the south hill. Here for 100 years has been the home of spokane, washingtons elite in their queen annie craftsman mansions, peace lives here. Quiet and certainly not the kind of story were about to tell. The kind of story with ambitious men, dark plots and dames. I asked him. I said, am i just the dumb blonde who missed it or did everyone miss it . The one so many pe
security agent truedell had ever encountered. henrikson was also an inept criminal, rarely seeming to get his schemes to work. it s almost like a tragic comedy. they put out a hit on another business partner, but the hit man ran off with the money. he said it was the easiest $10,000 he ever made. gradually, agent truedell and burbridge and sesnick amassed circumstantial evidence to show henrikson for all his criminal fumbling did orchestrate two murders, casey clark and doug carlile. but it was not quite enough circumstantial evidence to take to trial. till finally, the break they
number at the time against the phone records they acquired back whether mr. clark disappeared and mhis number was in those records. sarah meanwhile had begun to harbor suspicions about james and not just his cheatin ways. it went back to the day james told her about doug carlile s death. he just walked into the room and was like, doug s dead, straight-faced, nothing. it was the strangest thing ever. go d did you think at the time, i wonder if james had something to do with this? it seemed fishy, it did. but again, your life s already crumbling. you don t want to think that your husband could be doing anything like that. why didn t you get out of that marriage? i was scared of him. so. everyone wants the fairy tale.
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necessary nisesnick got back to grunt work. obviously, i wasn t going anywhere. the case? well, they knew they had something but what exactly? it was just one of those cases where we knew we were on the right track, but we also knew that there was a lot of work left. and for the carliles, a lot of grief. elberta was a barely-functioning mess. i didn t lose just my dad. i lost my mom, too. because she wasn t the same person for a really long time. and adding insult, doug s secrets were exposed for the whole world to see. that big house on the south hill, heavily mortgaged. the fancy cars not paid for. the paperwork that claimed he was worth millions, a facade. doug carlile was flat broke. hadn t even bought life insurance. do you ever feel angry at all at doug for not providing more