gentlemen, 52 days from the time elizabeth beth lochtefeld, met thomas toolan, until he stabbed her 23 times until she died. he told his new set of jurors just what he said during the first trial. that tom toolan knew exactly what he was doing the day he killed beth lochtefeld. it was a choice that he made knowing it was wrong and he understood that at the time. he still chose to do it, that s with criminal responsibility is. this time the trial was considerably shorter and this time when the jurors went out to deliberate, they were back the same day. the defendant thomas toolan is charged with murder, is he not guilty or is he guilty? the jury has found him guilty. guilty of what please? first degree murder. guilty, again. on all counts. and stoicism from the defendant sentenced again to life. he is appealing his conviction. beth sister kathy read a
about 1:15 pm. she was supposed to pick up my son a day camp and she won t answer her phone. okay, i ll find her. now it was a routine matter, or so it seemed. the officer met his partner at hawthorne lane. there were two houses on the property. both were owned by longtime island resident barbara. she said, are you miss lochtefeld? and she said, no, and pointed over there. reporter: officers walked up and knocked. it was the first hint of trouble. i moved around a bay window. and that was the first time i saw someone on the ground. reporter: for todd always looking at the crime scene. i radioed sergeant koch lee. reporter: furtado s partner kicked in the door, and saw a
for the lochtefeld family, life would never be the same. what did you lose on that day? i would have to say i lost my best friend and confident apart from my wife, she was my closest sibling. we always got along very well. leslie got a call that same day. when you heard the news, how was a tool to you? he killed her. and i just remember being in shock. i didn t see it coming, i didn t know it was coming, it was shocking. you knew exactly who he was. oh yeah. yeah. i did. tom toolan was arrested, picked up in rhode island, with bottles of beer and vodka in the car with him, his bloody clothes in a bag on the back seat. the road island state police
beth lochtefeld went to new york to be with her boyfriend, tom toolan. by then, the two had been dating for six weeks. but the relationship was fraying. beth was beginning to see a troubling side of this new guy. and she started to give him ultimatums. he would start drinking and then he would get really ugly. she would say, you are a good guy but when you are drinking you are an idiot. and you need to decide between alcohol and me. and he would apologize and say, i choose you and i want you. i don t want the alcohol. that week, beth invited her brother to meet her boyfriend. perhaps, she wanted his take on. tom first impression? you see him walk in. he had long-ish, blond hair, sort of combed back in a double breasted blue razor blazer on. he looked like something off of the captains union. but very pompous. i don t know. he seemed fake to me.
her phone. reporter: it was october 25th, monday, 2004. a great day. officer daniel was on patrol when the car radio crackled at about 1:15 pm. she was supposed to pick up my son a day camp and she won t answer her phone. okay, i ll find her. now it was a routine matter, or so it seemed. the officer met his partner at hawthorne lane. there were two houses on the property. both were owned by longtime island resident barbara. she said, are you miss lochtefeld? and she said, no, and pointed over there. the reporter: officers walked up and knocked. it was the first hint of trouble. i moved around a bay window. and that was the first time i saw someone on the ground. reporter: for todd always