wait till because again. but the trail grew cold. the file forgotten, until decades later, someone dusted it off. see the thing that s hiding in plain sight. there were clues. a mysterious weapon made of wire, the wedding invitation, a midnight sale to know where. where they enough to catch a killer? i was 100 percent confident now, the showdown a determined prosecutor against a famed defense lawyer, who helped set ogs in free. i m on the right side. after 35 years, it was finally time for justice. it s been a long journey. in this makeshift workshop, had to be for what he intended. carefully, got the lengths of a two of them. just a few inches each, sand them down, joe the whole in each one. he found a piece of wire, he doubled it for strength. his perfect weapon for his perfect crime. outside, in the sunshine, it was the summer of 1979. aides hadn t happened to us to, north of the internet, nor did cell phones, norway to re-dna. all of those
had to be for what he intended. carefully, got the lengths of a two of them. just a few inches each, sand them down, joe the whole in each one. he found a piece of wire, he doubled it for strength. his perfect weapon for his perfect crime. outside, in the sunshine, it was the summer of 1979. aides hadn t happened to us to, north of the internet, nor did cell phones, norway to re-dna. all of those things were still years away. everybody worried about three mile island that summer. the iranian hostage crisis was still months away. in southern california, in the summer of 79, in the beach town