Who would want to hurt the man. Then some one let a secret slip. Soon police were questioning a suspect with a motive who had suddenly changed his looks. In fact when he showed up at work he was beardless. There was only one problem. He had a rock solid alibi. Where did that leave you . Worried about my case. Thats when the phone rang. He had no voice. I did. A tip. A tire track. And a case one detective will never forget. It was a shot in the dark. I took it. Im any lester holt. This is dateline. Here is Keith Morrison with a perfect spot. A winters night in a southern forest. The ink black darkness parted briefly by their headlights. And closed around them like a slud shroud as they made their way in separate cars through the foggy overcast. Then here it was. The rugged clearing the muddy patch of sand and dirt away from the world, a place for their valentine any tryst. As if they could see without the artificial light so much as a hand in front of their faces or the fate lurking out
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Who would want to hurt the man. Then some one let a secret slip. Soon police were questioning a suspect with a motive who had suddenly changed his looks. In fact when he showed up at work he was beardless. There was only one problem. He had a rock solid alibi. Where did that leave you . Worried about my case. Thats when the phone rang. He had no voice. I did. A tip. A tire track. And a case one detective will never forget. It was a shot in the dark. I took it. Im any lester holt. This is dateline. Here is Keith Morrison with a perfect spot. A winters night in a southern forest. The ink black darkness parted briefly by their headlights. And closed around them like a slud shroud as they made their way in separate cars through the foggy overcast. Then here it was. The rugged clearing the muddy patch of sand and dirt away from the world, a place for their valentine any tryst. As if they could see without the artificial light so much as a hand in front of their faces or the fate lurking out
Suddenly changed his looks. And in fact, when he showed up at work that morning, he was beardless. There was only one problem he had a rocksolid alibi. Where did that leave you . Worried about my case. Thats when the phone rang. He had no voice, and i did. A tip, a tire track, and a case one detective will never forget. It was a shot in the dark, but i took it. Im lester holt, and this is dateline. Heres Keith Morrison with a perfect spot. Reporter a winters night in a southern forest. The inkblack darkness parted briefly to their headlights, then closed around them like a shroud as they made their way in separate cars through the foggy overcast. And then, here it was. The ragged clearing, the muddy patch of sand and dirt. Here, away from the whole world, what a place for their valentines tryst. As if they could see, without the artificial light so much as a hand in front of their faces or the fate lurking out there in the dark. Waiting. Up on a hotair balloon in the sky. But what a wa
Suddenly changed his looks. And in fact, when he showed up at work that morning, he was beardless. There was only one problem he had a rocksolid alibi. Where did that leave you . Worried about my case. Thats when the phone rang. He had no voice, and i did. A tip, a tire track, and a case one detective will never forget. It was a shot in the dark, but i took it. Im lester holt, and this is dateline. Heres Keith Morrison with a perfect spot. Reporter a winters night in a southern forest. The inkblack darkness parted briefly to their headlights, then closed around them like a shroud as they made their way in separate cars through and then, here it was. The ragged clearing, the muddy patch of sand and dirt. Here, away from the whole world, what a place for their valentines tryst. As if they could see, without the artificial light so much as a hand in front of their faces or the fate lurking out there in the dark. Waiting. Up on a hotair balloon in the sky. But what a way to begin a love st