and then your being looked at for it. imagine, your shaken in the dead of night. my ears were ringing. i thought i was dreaming. in bed, right next to you. your husband, murdered. hearty wrap around your head, is it? yes. and here s the twist. you are the suspect. it s the worst feeling, thinking you re gonna be blamed for your husband s death. could she have been the killer? or, with someone keeping a secret? he said, what did you do. what did you do? i don t know what to tell you. just of the truth. hello, and welcome to dateline . it s the stuff of nightmares. and a traitor creeps into your bedroom in the middle of the night and opens fire. but for melissa oxley, the bad dream was all too real. she told investigators she d been startled from her sleep to find her husband, ben, dead from a gunshot blast. it seems streams, they thought, that no one else in the house was hurt. including melissa, who was sleeping by his side. stranger still, was
Or was someone keeping a secret . I said what do you do, what did you do . I dont know. Just the truth. Hello and welcome to dateline. Its the stuff of nightmares. An intruder creeps into your bedroom in the middle of the night and opens fire. For Melissa Oxley, the bad dream was all too real. She told investigators she had been startled from her sleep to find her husband ben dead from a shotgun blast. It seems strange they thought that no one else in the house was hurt, including melissa, who was sleeping by his side. Stranger still was who the killer ultimately turned out to be. Heres Keith Morrison with while they were sleeping. It was cold the night the full moon rose, february cold in the Desert Valley that spilled down from reno, nevada. And in that moonlight all silver pale, wind worried the gray ends of the grass, whistled past the unlocked door. Something evil afoot, something here inside where the moon peered through the window and into the master bedroom, a little after 3 00
Horrible, knowing the person that you love is dead and that youre being look at for it. Imagine youre shaken in the dead of night. My ears were ringing. I thought i was dreaming. In bed right next to you, your husband murdered. Hard to get that one out of your head, isnt it . Yeah. And heres the twist youre the suspect. Worst feeling to hear youre being blamed for your husbands death. Could she have been the killer . Or was someone keeping a secret . I said, what do you do . What did you do . I know what to tell you. Just the truth. While they were sleeping. Hello and welcome to dateline extra. Im craig melvin. Ben oxley was a man deeply in love with his second wife, melissa. They were building a life with bens daughter alyssa at the center. Then a gunshot tore through the dark and left ben dead. No one else in the house was hurt, including melissa. Suspicious, police thought. They would uncover more red flags and to uncover what happened in the middle of the night, they would have to
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Death. Could she have been the killer . Or was someone keeping a secret . I said what do you do, what did you do . I dont know. Just the truth. Hello and welcome to dateline, the stuff of nightmares, intruder comes into bedroom in middle of the night and opens fire. For patricia oxley, the bad dream was all too real. She told prosecutors she had been awakened from her sleep to find her husband ben dead from a gunshot blast. Strange that nobody else was injured even patricia, sleeping by his side. Heres Keith Morrison with while they were sleeping. It was cold the night the full moon rose, desert cold. In the moonlight, silver pale, wind worried the gray ends of the grass, whistled past the unlocked door. Something evil afoot, something here inside where the moon peered into the window, into the master broor master bedroom, a little after 3 00 in the morning. Really dead. Whats really dead . My husband. Strange the things that happen to people. Who was who . This is a case built on lies