and the bullet shot me right in the head, and i went down. reporter: nancy doesn t know how long she lay unconscious on the garage floor. when she came to, the shooter was gone, but she says she was not alone. i began to kind of come to. and i thought, i think you ve been shot. you re going to die. and then there was another voice. and it was voice of my heavenly father, who is more powerful than a speeding bullet. and he said, get up. get up. reporter: how much pain are you in? i m in excruciating pain. but it s more the pain of not to be able to get a breath and knowing i m simply gurgling and spitting blood the whole time and barely able to breathe, trying to have the strength. and so i ended up belly crawling. reporter: nancy knew she
underway? glory days. this manager at a waterproofing business was a regular. this was religion, right? we play a little basketball in indiana. that night, after the game wrapped up, david headed straight home. he and his wife came head two children. a quiet seven year old, and jill, a spitfire two years younger. usually they would help him with the kids in the evening. but on this night he was late. and he knew came wouldn t be happy about that. they had their homework down before they went to bed, and they thought, she s going to be upset when i get home, because i m not there to help. he click the garage door open, a nightmare awaited. the garage door raised up just above my truck. that s when i saw kim. she was down on the garage floor? yes, actually, the first
clad over the seat. was it apparent even in your shock that this was a gunshot event? i do not know. i did not know how they had died. so you re in over the consul? on top of the consul, that s how i grabbed bread. i thought maybe he would have a chance. david had been an indiana state trooper for almost 11 years. that night in the garage, david says, his police training kicked in. it seemed to him that his daughter jill was dead. but there was even a whisper of a chance for his son brad, he knew he had to get him out of the bronco and give him cpr. i picked him up, pulled him to me, and turned around and got back in the same way i went in. put him down on the garage floor and started working on him? exactly. were you getting any signs? i just remember looking at his face.
monet in on how he ended up in the garage floor. that sweat shirt is in the middle of the crime scene. somehow that sweatshirt got their. your sweatshirt. you explain to me how it got there. i have no idea. my name admitted that the sweatshirt had once been his. he said that ever since he dropped it in a salvation army drop off box a couple months later. not wash, if it had gone to the salvation army, it would have been a clean sweatshirt. your dna, chances are, probably won t have been on their. but it is. i see where you re coming from. as for david cam . you know david kim? you ever met david kim? do you remember the murder of david kemp s family? on television, yes. general david kamloops?