both of us are out of control. maybe kid s killer was out of control to. the place was a mess. the tv haphazardly placed in the front, or the speakers run from the walls, potted plant fallen on the floor. the chaotic scene, her skirt and underwear pulled down, like somebody had raped or, killed or, started to burglarize the house and then left before he was done. but, to the police, it looked phony. like things had been staged. no sign of four century, just the rear sliding door slightly ajar. the same entry that henry slipped through to funder body. back then, at the end of the weekend, in january 83, police set out right away to interview people and get circle, including henry. was he questioned closely? yes, we both are. of course, detectives also called gregory, kids estranged husband. i got a call, kitty was dead. more than a quarter century
more than a decade of retirement, and follow him into retirement? the woman he found in, here was catherine. kit, as people called. or certainly, to an idolizing little sister named anna, she was something. everywhere she went, she was as bright smile, that brought light into a room and people gravitated towards her. donna and kit shared just about everything. she was shining, which is gorgeous. she was just kit, and there is gawky little donna, and i d say let s go have fun. and then, the fairytale that began in the happiest place on earth, isn t that what they call? it it was 1974, kid landed a job at it s a small world attraction, at disneyland. it s where she met, who else, prince charming. it seem like a fairytale. she was very happy.
but, listen to what gregory says. what happened that day? what happened when you went in the second time? why do you go back? and i took the kids out of the car, and forgot to put the president. what happened when you got back in the house? because that s i picked up the presence and left. you heard it, gregory changed his story. just enough to put himself in the murder scene, alone with kit. with that, a quarter century after the murder of his estranged wife, gregory monique was arrested and charged, with first of the murder. boyd called kid s brother, joe. i think he said, we ve arrested him, and i didn t know it for, honestly. remember, i have given up. why did you arrest him? why, indeed. dna from an uncertain time, a few ambiguous comments in a private diary, and a cops trick, that produced a slightly edited
food photographs kit designed. these were published back in the early 80s, by the l.a. times home aga s in. and, that s when the strange story really began. maybe it was the fact that she had been married for four years. was she bored, or maybe it was a close quarters, long hours, with the photographer for, the food she prepared. there was an affair. kit was in love. she was catholic, and consumed with guilt, and confessed at all, to her husband. she went to him and said, i ve been with another man? yes. the very night? happened that s what she told. me gregory seemed prepared to forgive. they both still swore they care deeply for each other. but, marriage is tough enough for too, there wasn t enough room for three. it was over. christmas of 1982, kid s big brother, joe o connell, saw how it was with the new guy.
her head was almost gone. the case was old, cold when they found. it but, before long, detective boyd underwood was sucked right into the puzzling mystery of what happened to the beautiful, young food stylist, back in 1983. kid s brother told boyd about finding her body. but having to tell their parents one of the hardest things i ve ever had to do. i can still hear them crying. joe remembered how having not heard from kit that week,. the check on her. they found her in the dining room, lying in a pool of her own blood. her throat admin slashed, she was nude from the waist down. henry seemed to be. iraqi are both crying.