Happened. Professor, artist, mom. Murdered. A Primal Scream came out of me. She started crying very hard. Police question to ask, maybe too quick. Focused on ski from the very beginning. The husband always does it. What of the husband didnt . You dont find dna, blood, anything. Someone else the real killer . Im wondering what was this man capable of . Was very emotional for me. We kept waiting for them to figure out that they had it wrong. It was 2 July 2008. Early evening and a fine Old Town called prescott, arizona. The sun going down. That Air Cooling down to a fine evening. Here at the tells History Rodeo grounds, refugees from h the Summer Heat from phoenix settled into the stands to enjoy the annual exploits of the cowboys. The same time a few miles away on the edge of town, a woman named Carol Kennedy jogged along the wellworn path that the base of the granite mountain. Sometime after 7 00, turned into her big backyard on a street called Bridle Path. Trotted past the Stone Labyr
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
She was a good mom. She loved the kids. Reunited at last, they celebrated. Then, on the drive home there was a car there, stranded. Vince tells his wife that hes going to go check on him. I heard two three popping sounds. He was laying there with what appeared to be several Gunshot Wounds to the head. Her husband and father of five, dead. I want my mommy. And i want my kids. No one could understand it. The type of person that he was, i dont think he ever had an enemy. Or did he . He said, we are now in debt to bad people. We knew that there was another person that needed to be looked at. A winding investigation leading deep into the dark. This sounds like a Love Triangle . I believe it was. Its horrific. Brutal. I was like why. Are you kidding me . Hello and welcome to dateline. Growing up, vince goslyn didnt seem to destined for the military, but thats where he found his footing. His career was thriving and he had built a beautiful family. Then one night, the father of five was gunned
My daughter is missing. I had this sickening feeling. Im looking at a desperate man, anything can happen. I wouldve never been able to tell my daughter, your monster, your bogeyman, we will pull up beside you instead of him coming to help you. Come to harm you. Inside the shed there was a green purse theres also a large rock saturated and dry blood. This is not a good sign at all. It is not. Ever been hit in the chest with a sledgehammer, thats about what it feels like. She began coming to and trying to fight, she was trying to turn Emergency Lights on, grabbing the radio, anything she could do. Because she knew, she knew. It was a saturday night, summer, and they were so happy at the Bachelorette Party as they laughed and danced and played their drinking games. Outside in the dark, watchful waiting, hidden its clever disguise, death cruised by. Looking for one of them. All around, the peaceful town tucked into sleep, no ghost, no one to warn them that evil had fooled their defenses an
i was very excited. they met in vegas a professional poker player. he s making good money at it. a former trapeze artist, he fell for it, but she did not gamble on this. i could smell the odor of decay, and blood. or this. at every turn there was another woman. married, with a child and women in multiple cities. what else is he capable of? capable of murder? he had an alibi. credit card transactions and phone records of me from las vegas. but could this little card holds the key? we just a shot in the dark? absolutely. we see a calculated killer? or was his lifestyle on trial? he made mistakes. that doesn t make him a monster. was there one more card up his sleeve? it goes back to him thinking, i ve bluffed some of the best. welcome to dateline. it was a perplexing double murder, with no witnesses and no physical evidence. the victims were a respected couple their son, it turned out, played poker for a living, and could