like, she s dead, she s dead! and i was so confused. i was like, what s going on? what happened? a small texas town, two super close friends, and a summer night in the park. they have this lookout, and you could see the harbor bridge lit up. it s really pretty when the stars are out. it was the next morning that they found them. i could see two girls laying there. it was horrifying. there was duct tape on their mouths, on their hands. a mystifying scene. the only thing we have are cigarette butts and suspicion. dna would point one way. he s like, serge, you ve got to take a look at this. a bombshell message would point another. i read the letter and immediately knew this was something very important. a twisted trail leading to a sinister suspect. it takes a special kind of mind that wants to do something like that. to crack a case this convoluted, it might just take a miracle. that was extraordinary. i just couldn t believe it. welcome to dateli
in his interrogation strickland said he had no issues with the gay community. whether or not that was the truth, prosecutors decided not to charge him with a hate crime. after five days of testimony, the jury began deliberations. it took six hours to reach a verdict. guilty. david strickland is appealing that conviction based on the fact, his lawyer says, the evidence presented was legally insufficient to convict him. strickland was sentenced to life in prison. for mollie s family and friends, that guilty verdict, as it often does, provided hollow satisfaction. we re waiting for justice, and then now it s here but we don t get her back. we have had so many huge, major life moments and she hasn t been there. what would have been our anniversary, her birthday, the anniversary of us getting shot, those days are the hardest. kristene still wonders how she escaped death and sometimes why. i do have survivor s guilt. i mean hopefully it will go away in time. kristene would tell
brooke ostrum learned about it on facebook. didn t say who it was, didn t say male or female or anything along those lines. you didn t think it would be anybody you knew. i didn t think it d be anybody i knew. britney selby tried to call both kristene and mollie. neither is picking up, so that s when i started to get worried. kristene s parents, grace and larry chapa, were worried, too. grace had been pacing the floor ever since she discovered kristene hadn t come home the night before. that was unusual. that was very unusual. by now, how many times had you called your daughter? i would say four or five times i called her. i even told her, i m going to call the police if you don t call me right now. which is just what grace did. that s when she learned kristene had been hurt, but the officer wouldn t say much else, only that grace needed to get to memorial hospital. he wouldn t tell you what happened? no, he doesn t know what happened. it was only after arrivi
and free home delivery when you add any base. only at sleep number. continued trying to strengthen his case against dylan spellman, investigators in neighboring sinton, texas, received a mysterious letter addressed to kristene chapa s dad. immediately i knew this was something very, very big and very important. the letter-writer described himself as a hit man hired by the person who shot mollie and kristene. he wrote, the gunman
assault and capital murder. while in custody, david strickland agreed to sit down for a police interview. just have a seat more fe. the county prosecutor sam smith watched the interview through a one way mirror. he would claim to have committed the murder. you re saying you did this? sure, i did it, everything you said i did. and in the next sentence with a smile on his face saying, but that s what you wanted me to say, isn t it? whatever you want to hear, boss. so it is like a game? very much so a game. he was enjoying this interview. four years after kristene chapa was raped and shot, four years after mollie ogene was murdered next to her, david strickland faced a jury of 12. were you confident, worried. of course i was worried. i