keith morrison: and a bad act, at that. there was no tears during the time that she was trying to portray herself as crying. some people will cry without tears, surely. i m sure some people do. what can you tell from a thing like that? it s just always interesting when someone is going to such lengths to act like they re emotionally distraught and the body doesn t respond. keith morrison: but then she discovered what kathie did the day after she said she found nancy s body. she went to the bank where nancy had trusted kathy with access to her safety deposit box. and kathy took from that box the stylers last rent payment, $6,000 in cash, and an heirloom ring nancy had inherited from her mother. within 24 hours actually, it was a little less than 24 hours of her friend being found by her,
she was the godmother of my children. and i was the godfather of juliana. sorry [inhales sharply] i m trying. keith morrison: but while billy and the others worked through their grief, nancy s buddy, kathy carpenter, was at the pitkin county sheriff s office answering questions. we were still giving her the benefit of the doubt. she thought something was up. she had been worried about her friend. keith morrison: so was there an innocent explanation for why kathy seemed to see things she could not have seen, why she knew it was nancy s bloodied body that was in the closet, even though the first responders saw what looked like just a pile of blankets
keith morrison: then, he said, as he stood over the still sleeping nancy pfister, all the rage that built up inside him during his dreadful physical and financial decline, suddenly focused on the singular idea. keith morrison: so he went down the stairs, got a hammer, climbed back up to the bedroom. keith morrison: then, strengthened by a rush of adrenaline, he said, he single-handedly wrapped nancy pfister up, dragged her into the closet, and covered her up. keith morrison: and then he grabbed and took away some of nancy s belongings to make it look like she was gone. he was very clear about what he did, how he did it, and when he did it in very specific detail.
and if it wasn t nancy, couldn t have been trey either. because he was frail, yes, said, nancy, but also because he was never alone to do it. you were never without him. you were always together. yeah, i said we were always together. keith morrison: what did make sense, said attorney krulewitch, is that someone else killed nancy pfister and planted the evidence against the stylers in an attempt to frame them. the final piece of it was that the owner s closet key magically appears on the sidewalk near the stylers motel room the day they get arrested. keith morrison: it was a thought that crossed investigators minds as well. lisa miller: we would have been amiss had we not looked at the possibility that someone was setting these people up. keith morrison: and so even with the stylers in jail, charged with murder, investigators were still quietly looking for other suspects, for someone with motive and means to kill nancy and the foresight to frame the stylers, someone close to nancy,
why? well, the trash bag containing so much incriminating evidence, for example, the one the diligent city worker just happened to stumble on i really think that this was actually pure luck. i don t think anyone wanted that to be found. i think, really, the simple explanation here is really the right explanation, which is that we had a great break in the case and thank goodness for that. keith morrison: the only conspiracy theory assistant da andrea bryan was buying was one that involved the stylers and kathy carpenter, all of them together committing the murder, the two women perhaps bonding over their shared frustration with nancy pfister s behaviors. it appears that they almost built, at times, a bit of a friendship around that mutual anger toward nancy pfister. keith morrison: and trey, pushed to his financial and emotional limits, was most likely the one to wield the hammer, reasoned the assistant da, while the women helped hide the body and clean up the bedroom.