You dont find any dna, fingerprints, blood, anything of his in the house. Could someone else be the real killer . Im wondering what was this man capable of . So much tragedy and so much heartbreak. It was very emotional for me. We just kept waiting for them to figure out that they had it wrong. It was the 2nd of july, 2008. Early evening in a fine old town called prescott, arizona. Sun going down, air cooling down to a fine evening warm. Good time out here so far. Here at the towns historic rodeo grounds, refugees from the summer heat in phoenix two hours and 25 degrees away settled into the stands to enjoy the annual exploits of the cowboys. At the very same time, a few miles away on the edge of town, a woman named Carol Kennedy jogged along a wellworn path at the base of granite mountain. Sometime after 7 00 she turned in at her big backyard here on a street called bridle path. Trotted past the stone labyrinth shed laid out here years earlier to mark the turn of the millennium. And a
Could someone else be the real killer . Im wondering what was this man capable of . So much tragedy and so much heartbreak. It was very emotional for me. We just kept waiting for them to figure out that they had it wrong. It was the 2nd of july, 2008. Early evening in a fine old town called prescott, arizona. Sun going down, air cooling down to a fine evening warm. Here at the towns historic rodeo grounds, refugees from the summer heat in phoenix two hours and 25 degrees away settled into the stands to enjoy the annual exploits of the cowboys. At the very same time, a few miles away on the edge of town, a woman named Carol Kennedy jogged along a wellworn path at the base of granite mountain. Sometime after 7 00 she turned in at herbig backyard here on a street called bridle path. Trotted past the stone labyrinth shed laid out here years earlier to mark the turn of the millennium. And arrived at the backdoor of the house she intended to inhabit for the rest of her natural days. But of c
Could someone else be the real killer . Im wondering what was this man capable of . So much tragedy and so much heartbreak. It was very emotional for me. We just kept waiting for them to figure out they had it wrong. Reporter it was the second of july, 2008, early evening in a fine old town called prescott, arizona. Sun going down, air cooling down to a fine evening warm. Here at the towns historic rodeo grounds, refugees from the summer heat in phoenix, 2 hours and 25 degrees away settled into the stands to enjoy the annual exploits of the cowboys. At the very same time, a few miles away on the edge of town, a woman named Carol Kennedy jogged along a well worn path at the base of granite mountain. Sometime after 7, she turned in at her big back yard here on a street called bridle path. Trotted past the stone labyrinth shed laid out here years earlier to mark the turn of the millennium, and arrived at the back door of the house she intended to inhabit for the rest of her natural days.
Could someone else be the real killer . Im wondering what was this man capable of . So much tragedy and so much heartbreak. It was very emotional for me. We just kept waiting for them to figure out they had it wrong. Reporter it was the second of reporter it was the second of july, 2008, early evening in a fine old town called prescott, arizona. Sun going down, air cooling down to a fine evening warm. Here at the towns historic rodeo grounds, refugees from the summer heat in phoenix, 2 hours and 25 degrees away settled into the stands to enjoy the annual exploits of the cowboys. At the very same time, a few miles away on the edge of town, a woman named Carol Kennedy jogged along a well worn path at the base of granite mountain. Sometime after 7, she turned in at her big back yard here on a street called bridle path. Trotted past the stone labyrinth shed laid out here years earlier to mark the turn of the millennium, and arrived at the back door of the house she intended to inhabit for