belt. and odd thing turned up in the trash next to weeks jarrae s body. there was a fingerprint. it was on the caulking tube and a much someone, a window installer who worked for a company called hearty windows. they said we always bring it back to hearty windows. well what do you found, a dumpster that had not been emptied. there was one dumpster that had been left off the list for police. the same blue plastic wrapping and was almost as though i was looking at the same trash i had seen on the conveyor belt. bingo. they had not been for that lucky fingerprint, they would ve missed. it was that like? it was a combination of frustration but, okay, all
she called jarrae s mother, jodi. i dropped to my knees. detective trapp gave me her word that she would find who killed my daughter. detective trapp had kept her word. now she bought three more rosaries and wondered could she bring those women home? gordon had told her all of them had been left in the same dumpster, the contents of which were brought here, orange county s brea olinda landfill where, except for jarrae, they all still were, in there somewhere. we did a lot of research, and we had every intention to try to dig for them. reporter: but the bodies had to be 40 feet deep by now. digging for them would cost millions. they might never be found, and the county couldn t afford that. and they re just over there somewhere, you know?
awake and prayed in her catholic way. do you ever wonder why god would allow this to happen? i do. there s been plenty of times that i ve been angry with our maker because you have to wonder why does this happen. i mean i wish he would talk back to me and tell me. that would be very helpful, but i just have to figure out what happened. just read the clues, collect the puzzle pieces. and the more you can kind of keep a neutral mind, the easier the puzzle pieces fit together. reporter: no getting around it. the pieces pointed to a chilling conclusion. those three missing women just like jarrae may have been murdered. and if that was true, it would mean there was a serial killer out there in the night. had to be. more deaths would be coming unless one idea. it was grasping at straws, yes, but you know what? it might work now. why not? it s a hail mary, but let s try it. coming up all sex offenders on parole,
trapp seemed stuck. i think she got a little frustrated and got a little desperate and came up with the idea of using the computer database. reporter: that is, the computer database of sex offenders. if they had a serial killer on their hands, there was at least a chance he d already run afoul of the law at some point. it was a bit like just poking a finger into the haystack, frankly, and hoping to encounter a needle. but worth a try. so trapp called this woman. all sex offenders on parole, they will have an anklet, gps monitor. trap asked lomeli were any of those gps monitors here where jarrae placed her last phone call or here, where she window up in a dumpster. and if you find the same guy at both locations, you re getting somewhere. mm-hmm. lomeli ran the search, and what were the chances? she got a hit in both locations.
before jarrae s death. her mom is kathy menzes. a very fun loving child, always made you laugh. reporter: just look at her childhood photos, that silly grin. she loved her dog, her little brother, playing softball. and then it started happening, said kathy. eighth grade or so. she was kind of getting, you know, typical teenage, you know, mouthy. and then high school came, getting around the older kids, she kind of got a little worse. how did you cope with that? it was just one day at a time. love her as much as i could was about the only thing. reporter: after high school, kianna went to college about a three-hour drive from home. a year later, she moved to las vegas. but though far from home now, she got closer and closer to her mom. she would call me every day, talk to me every day, you know, text message. just a loving daughter? yeah. i didn t think anything bad was happening.