Don t think of them. The pain becomes a part of you. Get everybody out here to my house now. He came home and found her, his entire family gone. I said what are you talking about, what are you saying? it was surreal. As fellow cops suspected him. I did not do this. I did not do this. She was upset. She felt like history is repeating itself. Or police just plain wrong? it s like a twilight zone. Lies become truth and the truth becomes lies. May be the real killer was still out there. You have lied to the police about this case. So devastating. We know that was probably the key to solving this. 13 years of hell. Such an awful crime. The wife, the little boy and girl, shot at pointblank range. I was dumbfounded with shock. How to comprehend it? i said what, wait, what are you talking about, what are you saying? the husband had an alibi. He could have done anything, but he didn t. 13 years, three trials, appeals, reversals and changing stories. The big picture here for a lot of people as i
they have everything blocked off, flashing lights. one thing we re curious about is the van that s parked in the driveway there. you see the back passenger side is open, makes you wonder if someone was in the van and ran out or stopped by police and pulled inside to be interviewed, we don t know the answers. we don t know if officers are insides home, we don t know if anyone is in the house. the house comes back to someone with the same last night, simpkins, it could be a relative, we don t know if he lives at this house, if he stays here or somewhere else or came here because he knows people here or if he came here at all from the school. those are answers we hope to gets, police are not telling us at this point in time. their focus is finding him and making sure he s aphundreded, they believe he s armd and dangerous. this is a school shooting. he had a weapon.
thought about the kids. where are the kids? and my first instinct was to look into the bronco. and i got up on the passenger seat and i could see more into the back. and that s when i saw brad and jill. reporter: jill, still buckled in on the back passenger side, was slumped over. there was blood in her hair. next to her, brad, seemed to be clambering over the seat. was it apparent even in your shock that this was a gunshot event? i did not know. i did not know how they had died. so you re in there, between the console . over top of the console, that s correct. that s how i got back in there and grabbed brad. brad, what, felt warm to you as you recall? yeah, and i thought maybe he might have a chance. reporter: david had been an indiana state trooper for almost 11 years. that night in the garage, david says, his police training kicked in. it seemed to him that his daughter, jill, was dead. but if there was even a whisper of a chance for his son, brad, david knew he had
thought about the kids. where are the kids? and my first instinct was to look into the bronco. and i got up on the passenger seat and i could see more into the back. and that s when i saw brad and jill. reporter: jill, still buckled in on the back passenger side, was slumped over. there was blood in her hair. next to her, brad, seemed to be clambering over the seat. was it apparent even in your shock that this was a gunshot event? i did not know. i did not know how they had died. so you re in there, between the console . over top of the console, that s correct. that s how i got back in there and grabbed brad. brad, what, felt warm to you as you recall? yeah, and i thought maybe he might have a chance. reporter: david had been an indiana state trooper for almost 11 years. that night in the garage, david says, his police training kicked
ran into the garage. and then that s when i i saw that it was kim. how do you take this in? it s too much to absorb. it s indescribable, you know, what was going through my mind at the time. i can t put it into words. reporter: kim was still, bent slightly at the waist, a long pool of blood running from her head. the doors to her bronco were open. when do you look into the vehicle? i don t remember how long it was, but after checking on kim, being assured in my mind that she was gone, i just suddenly thought about the kids. where are the kids? and my first instinct was to look into the bronco. and i got up on the passenger seat and i could see more into the back. and that s when i saw brad and jill. reporter: jill, still buckled in on the back passenger side, was slumped over. there was blood in her hair. next to her, brad, seemed to be clambering over the seat. was it apparent even in your shock that this was a gunshot event?