terrified. i saw blood everywhere! she s laying there. a young girl coming home for lunch. getting brutally attacked. blood on the floor, shovel, duck tape. a knife. i truly thought brittan would die. you wake up from your coma. and i m just trying t communicate. she didn t give up. it was a struggle you are not the only victim in, this year the witness. it s almost like nightmare. that detective wanted you t do hypnosis? your mind is in a completel different place. [inaudible he s hurting me he s hurting me. the details that she gave it was unbelievable! she said, you did it i said no you did route 66, one stresse across the southwest from on horizon to the next, going for what america was, to what it what it to be. cities like albuquerque, new mexico with celebrated stops along th journey. today, buildings that once lined this part of the iconi hallway helped - and close was the cottonwood mall became the new downtown the mall a
and she is this beautiful blond girl with striking blue eyes and big smile. we were just drawn to her life was simple, good until wednesday, september 11th, 2008 brittani, just starting he senior year of high school mad plans to meet her mom. a credit union teller at hom for lunch. i opened the door, and walk, in and i saw her favorit pair of sunglasses on th floor. i thought that was reall weird. a seemingly trivial detail, now burned into diane s memory because of what she saw next i see her laying there on the floor. lying on the floor? on the floor. and she is just bleeding profusely. then what do you see? i see a person who i ve never seen before in my house, and he is holding a shovel and he walked through my livin room, drops the shovel and walk through the dinin room, and around through the kitchen, and i m looking at him, and he tells me that i am next