i noticed a significant change in her attitude went from being depressed about what rob had done to happy, you know. a spring in her step again? oh, yeah. such timing. now that rob seemed to fix their marriage. honesty took a holiday. i was living a lie, being in an affair is living one big lie. you lie about everything. yes. and she lied to herself, too. you were thinking of you and he together striding across the bow of the titanic. it s going to be it for you forever? yes. then one night ago a couple months ago the affair ticks toward their deadly conclusion. around bed time, candy received a text from emmett and couldn t hide it. the text popped up and rob read it and it said, i wish i was there with you tonight.
have wanted to cool a heated atmosphere. control the spitting anger. but chosen words carefully. that is not what happened. rob is standing next to me and he s like, what are you doing out with my wife at 10:00 at night? and emmett said, rob, she doesn t want to be with you any more. okay. she s done. i mean, really, rob, what did you make last year? $40, 000, candy what did we make last week, $27, 000, last week, in one week, rob, that s how much i make. you don t make anything. nasty, arrogant, like a thoughtless young buck who needed to be reminded of something. rob said, well what about your kids? and your wife? she just had a baby. they re at home waiting for you and you re out with my wife. and at that moment emmett s eyes got huge and he pushed himself off of his truck and went over to rob and pushed rob, very hard on his chest.
fix it. you didn t get upset? you didn t yell, you didn t scream? you didn t cry, you didn t do anything? that s what shocked him. you know, the typical response is get the hell out. throw the clothes out the window. oh, no, the last person on this planet that you would think to have an affair would be robert. but, of course, it was devastating, crippling. every day she went to work and every day she saw sophia saw her friend herself inside out and seemed to wither. i watched her go through misery. did she still love him? yes. dearly. and wanted the marriage to continue in spite of the affair? yes, she did. she didn t want to believe in her head that he found something in this woman that wasn t in candy. well, he felt bad about it, agreed to go through counseling with candy, but after he confessed to you and you said,
spell your name for the record? candy hall. candy, who repeated the story on the stand, that she told us of emmett pushing rob. emmett becoming enraged of hearing the two men scuffle as she walked away before she heard, but did not see, the shooting. the only problem, she told the police a very different story the night it happened. you told detective miller that night you did not see or hear a physical altercation, isn t that right? i don t know. i don t remember. in fact, candy changed her story about so many things, all helpful to rob s case. i m trying to clarify that your story has changed after speaking with your husband? things were remembered after talking to my husband. in fact, later, the judge made a comment outside the
portrayed rob as an angry man furious about his wife s affair. a man who called emmett s law office repeatedly, to berate candy so loudly that the whole office heard it all. statements such as, you re a whore and why are you with him? and the night of the shooting, prosecutors played those surveillance tapes from walgreens, showing rob arriving 17 minutes, walking through the aisles, looking for candy. all the while with a pistol, not the one he usually carried, but the one candy gave him, tucked in his pocket. then the jury saw emmett and candy arrive in the parking lot and 8 minutes later heard candy s 911 call after shots were fired. oh my good! oh my god! robert, robert, robert, robert! what happened? the prosecutor said the sequence of the shots told the story. two quick shots, a pause and then one more. our theory all along was that rob hall had executed emmett corrigan with two successive shots. turned to face his wife, attempted to commit suicide with the third sh