still-healing body and brain. yeah. so, where were you in the process of getting better when travis went to court to plead guilty and be sentenced? i am was just out of rehab. the hardest day of my life. really? to forgive him is it was super difficult. how could you do that after what he did to you? to heal myself, rather than being angry
some evidence that we could hold him on. at least vowed detective, they would not lose him, not again. we put surveillance on him for a couple days. and he went up to that area in keens burg. keens burg, that little town east of denver. he used his credit card and i had his bank records, so i saw that he swiped it at this gas station, so we went up there and got the surveillance tape and that s him trying to get gas. this was not travis s first trip to keenes burg. remember, he was tracked there soon after kenya disappeared. so what was he doing here? had he brought kenya out here? was there a body hidden somewhere on the high plains? deetives scoured the fields again and found nothing. and then he discovered travis was on the move again. this time he headed north 60
missing several weeks. he was the person. we had eliminated pretty much everybody else. but just as detective was closing in on travis, as he geared up to pry out a confession, or at least evidence sufficient to lay a charge, he got a nasty little surprise. his friend dropped the charges on the stolen car. she was very adamant that he didn t do anything wrong. why did that happen? i would talk to her sometimes daily and she was his biggest supporter. she wouldn t believe that he was a dangerous guy? absolutely not. not the travis forbes she knows. there is no way that he did anything to kenya. but here was the problem. without the stolen car charge, there was no way to keep travis in jail. they had to let him go. deputy d.a. carey lombard ee was nervous. i was worried about what he would do. it was very stressful because i really wanted to be able to find her, and we really wanted to get
reporter: for the next two hours, like a couple of old college chums, the two shot the breeze about philosophy and books and religion and of course kenia s case, about which travis remained evasive. i said, i ve been here a long time, travis, i m done. i m done playing chess with you. you move one way, i move another way. i said i m coming for you. i m telling you that. i said the next time you see me i ll be charging you for murder. i said what do you want out of this? what exactly do you want out of this? i want to go to prison without being labeled as a sex offender. okay. what else? that s it. that s it. you ll confess to everything if you go to prison without being labeled a sex offender? is that what you re saying? you re man enough to say that? yes. yes. yes. that s what i m saying. reporter: detective gurule was stunned. travis wanted to cut a deal?
anything. i ve got to go. and i grabbed the phone and i called 911. reporter: tony roared over to that conoco station nerves on edge, gun close to hand, expecting what? a violent confrontation? a dangerous standoff? a weirdo? but it was none of those things. travis forbes was there, all right. patiently waiting. and he looked just fine. not scary at all. he was very thin. blond hair, blue eyes, good-looking guy. my first impression of him was, you know, looks decent enough guy, if you re going to have somebody pick up your kid, you know, and help them out, you know. seemed like a nice guy. yeah. reporter: and because maria called 911, the denver police were at the gas station, too. so the cops, not tony, did most of the talking with travis. he told them that same story that he told me on the phone, and it was very consistent. the story that he told them matched exactly. i told the officers, i said man, everything he s told me just don t sound right. it just don t sound ri