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Maybe the truth lay with the farms owners, a wealthy clan known for harvesting rice and resentment. I wish that there werent so much hate and anger in our family. One Family Member seemingly held a grudge against the victim. Hes always the one that had something mean to say. He was always the one that hated him. Another came gunning for investigators. Who chases the police . But who was hiding the darkest of secrets . Got chills going up the back of my neck. This is not happening right now. A blank sheet of paper hiding a diabolical clue. I fell to my knees and started screaming. There is an eden in the american west. A cornucopia whose bounty daily fills the bellies of millions. Great farms employ legions of workers and enriched with their profits, families pass the land down father to son, generation after generation. They live modestly here in californias central valley. Multimillionaires in crop dusters and battered pickup trucks, deeply conservative, selfreliant, tough enough to t
Welcome back to dateline extra. Im craig melvin. To police it seemed like the man who claimed responsibility for killing Roberto Ayala was playing them. So far the leads had them running in circles. But the mysterious letter writer was not the only tipster detectives would hear from. They were about to get a fresh lead. Once again, heres keith morrison. Reporter Roberto Ayala, manager of a multimilliondollar california farm owned by the powerful moore family, had been killed by a complicated homemade bomb. The prime suspect, pete moore, famously hotheaded, angry, because he believed his father might have given his inheritance to ayala. Petes uncle, roger moore, believed an audiotape from his answering machine could help detectives, who still didnt have enough evidence to make an arrest. The voice on the tape . None other than rogers nephew pete. Hey, this is pete. Ive worked for 28 years doing what im doing so that i could eventually one day have a chance to farm. Reporter pete wanted
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