rhonda called her father, bud fleming.e was divorced but raised both girls and kept close tabs on them, especially christie, who was single. >> he hadn't talked to her either. as soon as he hung up the phone from me, he drove to her house. he knew there was something wrong. >> rhonda followed him, found christie's car in its usual place but no christie. knocked on her door, no answer. then a neighbor managed to break in through a balcony and open the front door. >> i ran in the house, and i glanced over and saw her body laying on the kitchen floor. i thought, she can't be dead. this just isn't happening. and i ran over to wake her up, and i stood over her, and i grabbed her wrist. and as soon as i touched her, i knew she was dead, and all i could think of was my dad coming in and seeing this. >> her father never did go inside, but a few minutes later, sheriff's homicide detectives did. >> she was nude. she was bleeding from the head, and there appeared to be blood on the kitchen floor as if some sort of struggle had taken