gunshots. makes the pair on the back of your neck stands up. you and your london was so close. she s my first born. who would do this to him? every friend, every family member. the divorced spouse, she was the last person known to have seen him. we had to dig into that. there are these mysterious gunman showing up, looking for lorenzen. who are these people who came into the house? gosh, do you think they will ever figure this out? fame, fortune, a fatal plot. who killed the basketball star? how is this possible? and it blew me away. it was under everyone s nose is the whole time. yeah. how is that for a kicker? ultimate evil. it was just after midnight in memphis. a sunday turned into monday. on peel street, the blues clubs were blaring. barbecue joints still sizzling. even the lights of nearby graceland were a glow. just outside of town, in this treeline field, it was quiet. peaceful. not a soul insight. then, suddenly, an unmistakable sound ec
family that runs and wright was found dead here. by now, a large crowd was holding an impromptu memorial at the grim site. among them was when s friend, kenny hardaway. a great loss. such an early age. amid, it s senseless. that, lawrence s body, which had been left in the siri memphis some are ten movies, was taken inferred autopsy. i ve seen decomposed bodies before, but i was not ready for that. i was not ready for lorenzen remains. i would not have known that was him. reporter: lorenzen wright was just 34, the father of six young children, now police confirmed the horrible news with the rest of his family and close friends. i literally remember freezing. i dropped the phone, and my