emergency vehicles, officers, and that s as far as i can go. there is my baby and i can t do nothing about it. she was a hardworking, young wife and mom. sweetest gurley can ever asked to meet. just minutes from home when she saw the headlights. somebody was telling her. my sister is in my driveway. and her heads bloody. so you bear your little girl and then it s a murder investigation? yes. there were two people brandi feared, one town. she thought she was being followed. one thousands of miles away. josh was still in alaska. then, there was the new man in her life. anybody close to brandi needed to take a hard serious look at. no fingerprints, no dna, and no arrests for years. you are grieving. how do you pull all of that together. day-by-day. the handsome urge of someone s dark past. you have robberies going on, a homicide. and one brave woman willing to talk. he called me, the same that happened to brandi will happen to me. the q
are, and bad husband josh, who had been abusing steroids for years. he was freud it out. he was out of his mind using steroids. sears as a sociopath. whereas for josh it was a status of being enraged and jealous i think he still loved her, and she was just done with him. josh sat behind bars for seven months. deprived of elephant doses of steroids, his chemically enhanced muscles deflated like spent balloons. they found their weak link. we get the phone call from josh s defense attorney saying, hey, let s let s make a? deal let s talk. the issue we had is, who do you make a deal with? the guy who got his wife killed or the guy who shot her point like in the face? the state attorney agreed. but he would have to tell all. i want to start off with the murder. making a deal with the devil? but who will get burned?