my heart breaks. casinos, charisma, connections. he was mr. big. he was very dark flamboyant. extremely charming. his murder was big to. a car explosion at a posh resort, somebody wanted to make a statement. who would want him dead? or who wouldn t? a string of angry investors, even whispers about the mob. everybody went, oh, this is mob connected. so why would police focus on her, a beautiful socialite, ex-wife number two? she was very intoxicating. i think she was cold and calculating. maybe her former husband was worth more dead than alive. it s easy to blame the rich, beautiful woman. she s the person everyone loves to hate. but she is completely innocent. or maybe it was someone else entirely. he is obsessed with gary triano, obsessed with him. it s a case we investigated for more than five years. now a stunning new end. we are going back up under a rollercoaster. spend a little time in tucson, arizona and here, in the shadows of the majes
everybody went, oh, this is mob connected. so why would police focus on her, a beautiful socialite, ex-wife number two? it was very intoxicating. i think she was cold and calculating. maybe her former husband was worth more dead than alive. it s easy to blame the rich, beautiful woman. the person everyone loves to hate. but she is completely innocent. or maybe it was someone else entirely. he is obsessed with gary triano, obsessed with him. it s a case we investigated for more than five years. now a stunning new in. we are going back up under a rollercoaster. spend a little time in tucson arizona and here, in the shadows of the majestic saguaros you will find a thriving metropolis of 1 million people, with a surprising small town feel. it s the kind of place where everyone seems to know everyone. and if you ask anyone from tucson where they were on november 1st, 1996, they will tell you it was the day of a murder. so dramatic, so horrific they will never f
i remember we were at a restaurant, and there was a waitress that really seemed like she was struggling. he did an origami flower out of a 100 dollar bill and gave it to her. he did that, not to showboat, he did it to be nice. he did it to be kind. and then came the day that changed everything. a nightmare come to life. it was late afternoon, november 1st, 1996. gary had just played a round of golf, at the top tier tucson country club called la paloma. he climbed into the lincoln town car he d borrowed from a friend. and was then instantly killed. killed by a bomb that literally blew him to pieces, right there in the parking lot. gary was just a few days shy of his 53rd birthday. some of his friends were already at his home, preparing for a surprise party. my cousin heather kept paging me, over and over again, 9-1-1, 9-1-1. and i thought it was because i
to a new way of life. i had never eaten at a five star restaurant. i had never drank fine wine. i had never been on a private jet. and, robin says, gary was generous with the money he made. gary was a big giver, a big giver. i remember we were at a restaurant, and there was a waitress that really seemed like she was struggling. he did an origami flower out of a 100 dollar bill and gave it to her. he did that, not to showboat, he did it to be nice. he did it to be kind. and then came the day that changed everything. a nightmare come to life. it was late afternoon, november 1st, 1996. gary had just played a round of golf, at the top tier tucson country club called la paloma. he climbed into the lincoln town car he borrowed from a friend.
dated named robin gardner. he was full of life, gary weighs more full of life than anybody i have ever known. when i met gary he was 21 years older than i. and we would go dancing. we would go to the movies. he was carrying. and fun. and charming? extremely charming. robin moved to tucson in her twenties, from a small town in the appalachian mountains. gary, she says, opened her eyes to a new way of life. i had never eaten at a five star restaurant. i had never drank fine wine. i had never been on a private jet. and, robin says, gary was generous with the money he made. gary was a big giver, a big giver. i remember we were at a restaurant, and there was a waitress that really seemed like she was struggling. he did an origami flower out of