but this case wasn t closed. there was one tiny clue that didn t fit at all. the inscription said, love always, cori and ryan. who s ryan? who s cori? said that s like looking for a needle in a haystack. the trail would lead hundreds of miles away to a chilling piece of evidence. that must ve been a shocker to have it cross your desk? pretty much sends a chill down your spine. i killed someone. he was older. i loved it. pretty scary. a sinister story, but not even it revealed the whole, twisted truth. i know what happened. no one will believe me. it s like, is this really happening? i didn t think i could feel so much anger. reporter: it was late, past midnight, when the farmhouse loomed up in their headlights. no sign of life. not to them, anyway. he hit the brakes. this was the place. they grabbed their weapons, headed for the house. a window unlocked. pay dirt. the prairie takes on a sweet, rolling pitch as it tucks into a nebraska corner an h
but this case wasn t closed. there was one tiny clue that didn t fit at all. the inscription said, love always, cori and ryan. who s ryan? who s cori? said that s like looking for a needle in a haystack. the trail would lead hundreds of miles away to a chilling piece of evidence. that must ve been a shocker to have it cross your desk? pretty much sends a chill down your spine. i killed someone. he was older. i loved it. pretty scary. a sinister story, but not even it revealed the whole, twisted truth. i know what happened. no one will believe me. it s like, is this really happening? i didn t think i could feel so much anger. reporter: it was late, past midnight, when the farmhouse loomed up in their headlights. no sign of life. not to them, anyway. he hit the brakes. this was the place. they grabbed their weapons, headed for the house. a window unlocked. pay dirt. the prairie takes on a sweet, rolling pitch as it tucks into a nebraska corner an hou
but this case wasn t closed. there was one tiny clue that didn t fit at all. the inscription said, love always, cori and ryan. who s ryan? who s cori? said that s like looking for a needle in a haystack. the trail would lead hundreds of miles away to a chilling piece of evidence. that must ve been a shocker to have it cross your desk? pretty much sends a chill down your spine. i killed someone. he was older. i loved it. pretty scary. a sinister story, but not even it reveal t twisted truth. i know what happened. no one will believe me. it s like, is this really happening? i didn t think i could feel so much anger. reporter: it was late, past midnight, when the farmhouse loomed up in their headlights. no sign of life. not to them, anyway. he hit the brakes. this was the place. they grabbed their weapons, headed for the house. a window unlocked. pay dirt. the prairie takes on a sweet, rolling pitch as it tucks into a nebraska corner an hour south of