person. then she vanished. i called the police. something is wrong. and something was. days passed, then months, no leads, no clues, no progress. we ve got to get going. we ve got to get moving on this. enter the a-team. a band of tough guy privatize. yes something to hide. a brief encounter with the mysterious stranger. on the train coming home, she had met this woman. did that hold the answer? she s talking about how someone is trying to assume her identity. a chilling case of a daughter in danger. somebody was after her. welcome to dateline. i m lester holt. she was beautiful, talented, trusting, and sometimes troubled. a young woman from a prominent family finally grabbing the promise and life right up to the day she vanished. when the police seemed unable to find her, her family had to plan, and the usual strategy to solve the mystery. here is keith morrison. it began on the bright morning in may. slipped from its platform in washington stat
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