a teenager disappears. come home. police. amber never made it right then. somebody had her. kept us up at night. going over in your head, what happened in front of the school? then another gone. she s such a good girl. she needs to come home. there s a lot of desperation. maybe she s tied up somewhere. maybe she s being held captive. two missing girls, one man. a secret. did you get any sense of the sort of personality you are dealing with? yes, psychotic. he came up and it came right here, the edge and he says, right there. two families, two mysteries. two journeys for justice. if 11 can be learned from amber, then i wanted out there. on the evening of february 12th, 2009, in a hillside house north of san diego, count fournié. the negotiation was finally complete. the girl had one. i made her writer one page letter to me, and she made it two pages but repeat yourself multiple times to make it longer. i m like, okay. she pestered her mother, kar
Come home, please. He says amber never made it, and i knew Nothing Ghmatters anymore. A teenager disappears. I knew right then, someone had her. Going over in our heads, what happened in front of the school . Then, another gone. She such a good girl. She needs to come home. Maybe she is being held captive. Took missing girls. One man. Did you get any sense of the personality you are dealing with . Yes. Psychotic. Two journeys for justice. If a lesson can be learned from amber, then i want it out there. There. The negotiation was finally complete. On the evening of february 12, 2009, and a Hillside House north of san diego, california, the negotiation was finally complete. I made her right a onepage letter to me, but she wrote a two page letter she repeated things multiple times. She pestered her mother, carrie, and her mothers boyfriend at the time, dave. Our kids have their things they are into. Amber loved animals. She had been campaigning for it with the riegler and frequent visits
purchase and raise farm animals. thus, the lamb and the happy walk to school on friday, february 13th. i remember driving to work laughing, i don t have to take care of that lamb. the weather was drizzly that winters day. mid 50s. it was late in the afternoon, the day dave noticed, nothing. an absence. i was at the house, and went wait a minute, why isn t ever here? almost all at work. but she should ve been here an hour ago. i called her mom. i want to where she s at. i called her cell phone, amber, call me. dave got in his car, drove to the school. i figured, maybe she went to play with her lamb and just lost track of time. then, he found whatever teachers. and asked if he d seen amber. mr. rayburn looked at me, she didn t show up here today, i was very surprised she wasn t here, this was her last day to pay for her limb. i said, no, what are you
12th, 2009, in a hillside house north of san diego, count fournié. the negotiation was finally complete. the girl had one. i made her writer one page letter to me, and she made it two pages but repeat yourself multiple times to make it longer. i m like, okay. she pestered her mother, karen. and her mother s boyfriend at the time, dave. kids have their own things that they re into, amber loved animals. she had been campaigning for, during her regular and frequent visits with her father, mo. she had already had it made for probably a month before she even got it. what we re gonna call it? nanette. french name. which made perfect sense to her, since her own surname was very french. dubois, amber dubois. she was 14 years old, in the morning, it would be friday, february 13th. it was to be her lucky day.
never won a mix school what is wrong with. you she want to perfect attendance. she wants to be an animal behavioral scientist. she wanted to study and mulls in-depth. she kept guinea pigs, and fish, and birds, and dogs, and ras. she began writing lessons at three, by nine she owned a horse. we re so when the school offered future farmers of america. of course, she joined. they have a huge, huge farm on the campus. and they allow students to purchase a farm animal. and that s, the lamb, and a happy walk to school on friday february 13th. i remember driving to work, laughing, thinking oh no i m gonna have to take care of that. lamb the whether was drizzly that winter s day, mid fifties, is the middle of the afternoon when dave noticed, well, nothing. an absence i was at the house, and went wait a minute? why is an admiral here?