as it was for kay mortensen. it was november 16th, 2009, just before thanksgiving. >> hi, this is flint. we have police on the way to help you there. are you sure your dad's close to the touch? >> kay did not shoot some intruder, as he'd long promised he was prepared to do. no. somebody killed him. without firing a shot. >> and the man on the phone reporting the crime? roger mortensen, kay's eldest son. >> sliced his throat? >> yeah. >> it wasn't long before kay's wife, darla, had made it to the mouth of the canyon and was relayed to the command post which was set up at the foot of their home. and gave her the news. >> your life just comes tumbling down. you have it all planned out. you think you know what it's going to be. and then everything's gone. >> kay caught off guard? not kay, thought darla. impossible. but that seemed to be just what happened. at least that's what roger and pam told the police and later us. and a very strange story it was that began, they said, when pam received a pie at work as a gift. >