what happened to her last husband? whoever did this was very evil. the hurt, the anger. it makes you question everybody. it seems alive, somehow, in the appalachians of the tennessee mountains. the creepy tendrils of mountain misted snake and swirl. like lies. there is gold in there, somewhere, so they say. a sort of place where you could strike it rich, or maybe get away with murder. very scary. shocking. and devastating. so, after that serious death here, who can anyone trust? dearest friends? the royal betrayal come to mind? oh, absolutely. brothers in arms? it s beyond disturbing. closest family? she looked at me as if she wished i was, dead. maybe no one. we were always looking over our shoulder. it might still be, had it not been for him. pretty shocking stuff? i don t think i will work anything like this again in my career, just because of the different twists and turns. yes. in that toxic swamp of secret identities, of heroes and vi
you just hear the awful things they say. i knew they were focusing on me. there was no body, no weapon, no eyewitness. there is not one doubt in my mind that he is guilty. now after four trials, the final verdict is in. i m not guilty. i didn t do this. welcome to dateline. cal harris seemed to have it all. a beautiful family and successful business and big but always not as it seemed. it was september 11th, 2001 as the world was watching what is happening in the family was struck by heartbreak closer to home. here with the house on the lake is keith morrison. it s a long winding ride. this tale studded with surprises. i felt like i was being kidnapped in broad daylight and no one can help me. reporter: it s the story of his life and theirs. we cannot sit here in silence and watch another travesty of justice take place. it s about their world. the one that fell apart in a time they can t recall. do you remember much about your mom any more? not really.
zone he later implied that roberto had messed with the drug cartel. but maybe the truth lay with the farms owners. a wealthy clan known for harvesting rice and resentment. i wish that there weren t so much hate and anger in our family. one family seemingly held a grudge against the victim. he always had something mean to say, he hated him. another whodunnit for investigators. who chases the police? but who is hiding the darkest of secrets? i got chills going through the back of my neck, this is not happening right. now a blank sheet of paper hiding a diabolical clue. i felt monies and started screaming. screaming. an eden in the american west. a wide, flat, earthen cornucopia whose bounty there is a need in the american west. a wide and flat cornucopia whose belly fills millions. whose farms employ millions and enriched with the profits they passed along down. a father decision, generation to generation. they live modestly here in california central vall
it home. i am texting her i m calling her. oh gosh, what s happened here? something s wrong. was she in danger? was someone behind this? it s beverley, i haven t been hurt. please don t call the police. if you call the police, it could be bad. you could hear how scared she it was. suddenly, an all out man hunt. this is like a movie. it s chase, kidnapping. oh yeah. could anyone had be strong for everybody. had to. emotions everywhere. i know she pleaded. i know she pleaded. did you find her? is she alive? welcome to dateline. beverley carter was known in little rock arkansas. she was a beloved mother, wife, and was back double thrill estate broker with a bunch of clients. then she vanished. like all missing case persons, police know is a race before time to find her before it was too late. here is andrea canning with the client. beverley carter was making a name for herself in little rock arkansas. her face was in the paper every week. sh
she seemed very calm. but he was either a but boy front on the side, a love triangle. but on the dark highway, the case will take a dramatic turn. there was my body was on edge. were you nervous? extremely nervous. a mysterious driver carrying ominous cargo. how did he explain that? at that time you don t. it suggests that there s a conspiracy? unraveling a mind bending plot reveals the shattering truth. inhuman is the only word i can think of, in human to do something like that. it was a moonless night in iowa, 4:00 in the morning. the quietest of quiet hours. a small town cop went down an empty highway, found for the early shift at his rural police department. that s when he saw at the corner of his eye, what s that in the ditch? maybe 30 yards off the highway, a car? in trouble? he swung around, somebody clearly missed a curve on the gravel access road. the driver s door hanging open on it, the airbags deployed, the lights were on. and then sudden