everybody getting along, fighting, as you do. he loved them, definitely. soon the shannons became six, with the birth of their two boys. and in 2000, david took the family south to fayetteville, when he was transferred to ft. bragg. david loved the military. he loved being the soldier. you talk about somebody having a first love or something they loved more than anything. he loved that uniform. and the military had been good to david. he was major shannon by now, well on his way to becoming a colonel. and that was the phone call the shannon family was really looking forward to from ft. bragg. not the one they got that devastating morning in july 2002. they said, david s been shot. he s been murdered. it couldn t be, he was in special forces, he must have been into something odd, there must have been something with what he was doing at work that, you know, this must have been a hit.
the major, his wife joan, and their four children. it was july, 2002. like a sauna that night, so hot and humid. and then a light rain that cooled it down again. david and joan watched a movie on tv, fell asleep. and then i don t even remember hearing the first shot. i remember something woke me up. and then you heard a shot? and i know whatever woke me up, i know my ears were already ringing. and i turned the light on. and i see that he s shot. you know, it shocks you. never, ever forget that image. that s burned in my brain forever, no matter how much i try to here is the person i love. he s dying.
but i thought it was a shadow. did you actually see a shadow or did you tell the police you thought it was a shadow? it was a movement, like a shadow that left. she tried to follow the intruder down the hallway. she was worried about the safety of the children. she returned back to her bedroom. that s where she made the 911 call. the children. joan and david s eldest daughter daisy was out of town. but their two young boys, just 7 and 10, slept through it all, unaware of what happened. down the hall was shannon s 15-year-old daughter elizabeth, who told the cops she was also in bed, and spending the night with liz was her best friend vera thompson, also just 15. both their statements were similar. they were listening to music, watching tv, and they fell asleep. five people in the house, and not a one saw or heard a useful thing to help determine who
triangle motivate on its head. by the way jeffrey wilson was talking, it seemed to west the person who had reason to kill david was not jeffrey but joan. from jeffrey s point of view, he describes how she was in love with him, that she was not in love with her husband, that she didn t want to be with her husband, that she financially could not afford to leave her husband. wilson said he kept telling her he was only in it for the sex, didn t want to run off with her. but if secret sex was all he wanted, joan, he said, kept pushing for more. and the situation actually continued to escalate. i think it was around july 18th. again, that would have been five days before the murder. jeffrey describes how he talks to joan and joan says, i can t take this anymore, i want to be with you, can t we just run off together? david shannon knew, of course, that joan was seeing
committed this horrible crime, or why. and there weren t many clues either, at least not in plain sight. but that wasn t necessarily because the killer covered his tracks. the home was cluttered. there was filth, clothes all over the floor. dishes in the sink. food on the counter tops. and the crime scene itself, what did that look like? finding evidence is like, you know, finding a needle in a haystack. the house was in such disarray. the cops picked their way carefully through the clutter but found no fingerprints, footprints, or any usable dna. though on the floor near david s body, they found two live bullets from a .9 millimeter semi-automatic handgun. joan confirmed david kept guns in the house but couldn t say where those two live rounds came from. she also tried to help police make sense of the shadow images her waking eyes saw. but she just couldn t.