she had missed a meeting and then not to hear from her, this isn t right. it would have been impossible to get up every day knowing that she was gone. i had to believe we would find her alive. text her, she always got right back. i ve seen her step out of the shower to answer her phone. then one day she didn t. immediately, my spidey senses were high. where was nailah? i sent her an e-mail, all caps, are you alive? there was no sign of her. and such a confusing trail of clues, even the calls to 911 were silent. no voice, no struggles could be heard. this could be kind of eerie. yes, it is. in my heart, i knew she s not coming back. one of the suspects had an alibi, until a camera caught him in a lie. he lived a life of a lot of smoke and mirrors. and the strangest clue of all. there in an empty parking lot. six perfectly stacked cardboard boxes. why were they there? what was in them? it was right adjacent to a lagoon. wow. i watch en
the person saw a newscast and they were like that car s been on my block for a couple days. and thank god they saw that and thank god they cared enough to call it in. that call came from here. hammond, indiana, just down the road from calumet, three days after nailah vanished. a black chevy impala. we rushed out there to see it. it was hers. you open that trunk, the last thing you want to think is there s something in that trunk. and fortunately there wasn t. you obviously do a workup on the vehicle. did you find any prints, any dna? anything useful at all? i think our evidence technicians that processed it described it as it was wiped clean. including in the trunk? yes. believing somehow she might