and then i thought wait, you can t help me, you don t eve know who i m looking for but finally in the town o moses lake the phone rang in the home of shane carlile. i received a call from my mother we were hanging ornaments on the christmas tree she said in just kind of a screaming panic, shane, your dad, your dad, he was shot six times. you called everybody? yeah. the thought hadn t even sunk i yet, it was just a straight up okay, let s get to work, let s figure out what we have to do. i started contacting everybody and you know, to have to liste
and then i thought wait, you can t help me, you don t even know who i m looking for. but finally in the town of moses lake the phone rang in the home of shane carlile. i received a call from my mother. we were hanging ornaments on the christmas tree. she said in just kind of a screaming panic, shane, your dad, your dad, he was shot six times. you called everybody? yeah. the thought hadn t even sunk in yet, it was just a straight up okay, let s get to work, let s figure out what we have to do. i started contacting everybody. and you know, to have to listen to everybody s cries and screams over the phone. the carliles eldest was at her daughter s ballet recital. he goes dad s been shot. and i said what do you mean dad s been shot? dad has been killed. and so she greeted her daughters after the recital with the news about grandpa.
and immediately it became apparent to me that whoever did thissed a reconned the scene and was involved in planning this. it made me concern that elberta was probably telling the truth. when he saw all that planning including the videotape showing the man in black he felt it was far less likely that elberta carlile was anything but a victim. but in her brain, while the detectives kept going on about this question or that, two thoughts blocked out everything else, a desire to see her husband and an overwhelming need to tell her children what happened. i went to call them and i couldn t see the numbers. i was just frantic. and i said to the police, help me. and wait, you can t help me. you don t even know who i m looking for. the phone rang at the home of shane carlile.
i received a call from my mother. we were hanging ornaments on a christmas tree. she said in just kind of a screaming panic, shane, your dad, your dad, he was shot six times. you called everybody? yeah. the thought hadn t even sunk in yet we just started contacting everybody and i would have to listen to everybody s cries and screams over the phone. carlile s eldest was at her own ballet at aye cross the state. he goes dad s been shot. and i said what do you mean dad s been shot? dad has been killed. they broke into their house. he has been murdered. and it s like even though it s been enough time, i ll never forget it. and i remember where s mom, you
and immediately it became apparent to me that whoever did this had reconnoitered the scene and spent time planning it because of the very elaborate escape route. it made me concerned that elberta was probably telling the truth about who was involved and what happened. when he saw all that planning including the videotape showing the man in black he felt it was far less likely that elberta carlile was anything but a victim. but in her brain, while detectives kept going over this question or that, two thoughts blocked out all else, her desire to see her husband and an overwhelming need to tell her children what happened. i went to call them and i couldn t see the numbers. i couldn t i was just frantic. and i said to the police, help me. and then i thought wait, you can t help me, you don t even know who i m looking for. but finally in the town of moses lake the phone rang in the home of shane carlile. i received a call from my