Look at an old lead. He just said its a match. A person No One would have ever suspected of murder. We were going to end this. Was suddenly suspect number one. Perfect murder. Almost. Hello. Welcome to dateline. She was a new bride married just three months, then she was found murdered. What happened to her remained a mystery for decades partly because police told us the thief must have killed her during a breakin gone bad. They discovered it wasnt a murder, but a suspect whose Trail Right to their own front door. Here is Josh Mankiewicz with the Smoking Gun. February 1st, 2009. The detective arrived before dawn at the Los Angeles Police Departments Van nuys station. I was tired. I was tired. He had hosted a super Bowl Party the night before and the beer had flowed freely. That seemed to be a good day to have a cup of coffee and caught up on my reading. A couple of aspirin . Maybe. He reached for a File Sitting on his desk for months. The file of Sherri Rasmussen. Shot to death in her
Husband always does it, right . You dont find fingerprints, blood, dna in the house. Could somebody else be the killer. I wondered what the man was capable of. So much tragedy, so much heartbreak. We waited for them to figure out that they had it wrong. It was a second of july, 2008, early evening in a fine Old Town called prescott, arizona. Sun going down. Air cooling down to a fine evening warm. Here at the towns historic rodeo grounds, refuges from the Summer Heat and phoenix, two hours and 25 degrees away, settled in to the stands to enjoy the exploits of the cowboys. At the same time, a few miles away on the edge of town, a woman named Carol Kennedy jogged. Some time after 7 00, she turned in at her street, backyard, called Bridle Path, she arrived at the Back Door of the house she intended to inhabit for the rest of her natural days. But of course, Carol Kennedy had no idea that this was going to be her last day and no, it would not be natural at all. Its the biggest loss of my l
Did someone have a bigger prize in? mine a family farm worth a fortune. I did not shoot my mom! and i would never shoot my mom? two trials. Every emotion hit. Two verdicts. There are only two people who knew what happened that day and one of them is dead and the other one is sitting in that chair. Too much to bear. It s just been hell on earth. Hello, and welcome to dateline. Bill and shirley carter built a comfortable life and raised a family on a sprawling farm in america s heartland. As their golden years project, the couple fell into routine. Daily coffee, work in the fields [inaudible] here s dennis murphy with the farm. Council bluffs, iowa, in a small courtroom, the new and final scene of a fouryearlong drama was playing out. Count one, murder in the first degree. The defendant did having malice and forethought woefully kill shirley [inaudible] [inaudible] [inaudible] so much of the rhythm of life is set by the seasons [inaudible] so, that june morning in 2015, dawned with no pa
well, two consent to searches of squad 320, correct? yes, sir. i want to be very clear about something. when you talk about the second search of the squad 320 yes. you prior to that second the defense request to view, right? yes. squad 320 had been in the bureau of apprehension secure storage from may effectively may 25th, 26th, all the way until january when that was done, right? yes. not outside our headquarters. at the secure storage location? y ekt. no one the defense would not have had access to that unless you or another representative, the bca was present, is that correct? that is correct. it is common, is it not, in your investigations for defense attorneys to ask to view pieces of evidence, right? yes, it is. and it s permissible? yes. and that was done in this particular case, right? yes, it was. and you weren t present at that. that was agent phil, i believe, present? correct. along with scott mueller? correct.
right? you don t find fingerprints, blood, dna in the house. could somebody else be the killer. i wondered what the man was capable of. so much tragedy, so much heartbreak. we waited for them to figure out that they had it wrong. it was a second of july, 2008, early evening in a fine old town called prescott, arizona. sun going down. air cooling down to a fine evening warm. here at the town s historic rodeo grounds, refuges from the summer heat and phoenix, two hours and 25 degrees away, settled in to the stands to enjoy the exploits of the cowboys. at the same time, a few miles away on the edge of town, a woman named carol kennedy jogged. some time after 7:00, she turned in at her street, backyard, called bridle path, she arrived at the back door of the house she intended to inhabit for the rest of her natural days. but of course, carol kennedy had no idea that this was going to be her last day and no, it would not be natural at all. it s the biggest lo