don t scream. don t scream like that. i m faced i don t like saying that. i can t i can t lose everything that i ve gained, my family. and i ve already hit the point of no return and i just grab a bag and i m like, just be quiet. he put a bag on her head. he squeezed it tight around her neck. he held it there. i just herd her gurgling. i thought, okay. and i turned around and i untied her and i said, are you okay? she wasn t breathing. i heard her gasp but she didn t respond anymore. that s when i had already had the money and i put the stuff i wanted to take so i could sell. giovani s story would not be tested in court. he took a plea deal, murder. but life in parole with parole
when they searched his house it seemed like a scene out of a movie, going through drawers, thrown her clothes. they left my house a wreck. looked in the attic, looked in our garage, in our refrigerator. they went through my car. you know, they were swabbing stuff, little sticky circle things, just swabbing everything, swabbing everything. even when he was finally cleared, he said, no one told him. nor, he said, was he told amber had written him up, although he agreed they hadn t always seen eye to eye on some things. and until we spoke with him, he said, he had no idea amber s mother believed she saw him put something into amber s coffin. did you walk over to the casket and put in a laniard or something? that s the most absurd thing i ve heard. no. that was my very first funeral. i didn t even get that close to the casket. but brandon is a father now,
my whole world just died right there. for months the murder stayed cold. didn t have witness, didn t have video, didn t have dna. we had everything going against us. we would go down and talk to the detective. we wouldn t let it go. then a break, another victim. he would duct tape me, duct tape my mouth. and she knew a secret. could she risk revealing it? something is going to happen tonight. a killer ready to run, face-to-face with the one person who might be able to stop him. he just reached over the glove compartment and he pulled out the gun, and i said, please don t kill me. i wanted to get out of there alive. it was a monday morning in january 2007. 9:08 a.m. a young woman in san antonio,
them up, i m not going to stop, they re going to see everything. he could duct tape me, duct tape my mouth, duct tape, you know, my wrists to the leg of a chair and just to keep me quiet. i was very afraid. again, i was young. much too afraid to tell. and while detectives searched for more clues in amber s death then one day in late january 2007 as she watched tv she saw the news of amber s murder and i said, look at this, wow, isn t that crazy. and he just looked and he just said, wow, that s he mirrored my reaction to it, wow, wow, i can t believe it. he just walked by down the haul hall into the bedroom. he was shocked. like he was shocked. i never thought for one second like, he just acted normal that whole time.
two kids. so, he told us, he thinks of amber s parents and understands. i couldn t imagine, you know, losing one of my children. but if brandon beal didn t kill amber belkin, then who did? coming up. i m sitting at the office and the phone rings. a caller reluctant to give his name. but gives up someone else s. i know who killed this girl. when everything she knew continues.