thursday morning, i woke up with this awful feeling of something heavy in my chest. when the phone rang, lovely expected to hear his voice. he called home most evenings. it was not her son. it was a police officer. he said, well, your son is reported missing by his cousin. i screamed. everything change that moment. everything changed. lovely and her husband drove to carbondale and met their daughter at pravin s student apartment. there was no sign of her boy. my parents were mentally out of it. it was so hard. i felt i had to set up because it was my brother. i wanted to find a more than anything in the world. she organized busloads of volunteers are shut up from chicago to help the family search. they handed out flyers. posted on telephone poles and gas stations, desperate for
who told us he did party with them on a regular basis. drink until they got sloppy? he did consume alcohol in number time of days. some witnesses told police at the party the night he disappeared. he was creating somewhat of a disturbance and was asked to leave. pravin s friends expected him to meet up at a bar, but he never showed. they did not see him the next day or the day after that. finally, four days after he was reported missing, someone came forward with a tip. pravin had scored a ride after the party. cops track down the driver. his statement was pravin seemed to be intoxicated and unable to tell where was he was going. there had been a fight and the driver said pravin had run into the woods at the edge of town. now we have an area to look. team spandau to search and it did not take long.
pravin, a chatty and energetic child was always in motion from the time he was little. singing. dancing. running. he had made varsity on his high school track team. his cross-country coach said i don t know any kid who can run that fast and talk and cracked jokes. personality? goofy and funny. never held a grudge, ever. his real dream was to become an fbi agent. the criminal justice program at southern illinois university was well regarded, and there was something else the university was known for. when we looked at the college, my husband said, that s a party college. he said which college is not a party college? a party was the last place pravin had been seen. did he fit into that party crowd? we head a lot of his friends
his body was laying in a clearing. he had a cell phone nearby. the temperature was 14 degrees. yes. it looked as though pravin had frozen to death. it s the worst possible news for the family. yes. a police officer showed up at lovely s hotel room. he said we found pravin. i said, is he alive? he said no. it turned out he was found in rough woods, not that far from the window of your motel. 400 yards from the motel. all the days you were wondering where he was. that s the hardest part for me, thinking he was alone. there wasn t anyone by his side to tell him we love him and he had to die alone in the middle of nowhere. she wasn t just sad. she was angry.
lovely and her supporters organized protests and press conference is demanding a new investigation. we are seeking justice. a year past. lovely went to pray in the woods where pravin s body had been found, and she waited. then suddenly he didn t call us. he gave it to the press. it turned out the local prosecutor had been investigating behind the scenes. he had consulted new pathologist and convened a grand jury. in his report he wrote the evidence showed pravin s death was an accident caused by intoxication, frigid weather, and poor judgment. he said pravin was drunk, intoxicated, highly intoxicated. what did the science a? he didn t mention the tax was negative. she felt as if the story was not being heard.