keith morrison: a woman, murdered, her husband left blind. keith morrison: but who? everyone is somewhat of a suspect. keith morrison: and why? what brings someone to make a decision that they're going to do this? keith morrison: was is love? what we learned was that he was having an affair with mrs. sutton. keith morrison: was it money? nobody knows what really happened except for him and garrett. keith morrison: or was the truth hidden here on this tropical paradise? it was an assassination. it was a hit. no question. keith morrison: it was august hot in coral gables. the air was shirt-sticking thick as night fell. a small damp breeze pushed weakly at the palm fronds. in the artificial cool of attorney john sutton's house, an intimate party was winding down early. it was susan sutton's birthday. attending, their son, his girlfriend, and john's law partner. daughter melissa, just off to college in north florida, couldn't be there. so she phoned her mother to say she missed her. interviewer: were you two close? extremely. it's my best friend. i was going to ask how o

here again, keith morrison.days after michelle le disappeared, we stumbled over a human bone in the same area where michelle's cell phone had briefly pinged off a nearby tower. there's shorts here. keith morrison: but as the searchers scoured the immediate area, they understood it couldn't be her. the bits of clothing weren't right, and the bone was bleached by the sun-- must've been there a long time. and when they looked closely-- that's a 6'-something. it's not a 5' 5'' female. keith morrison: appalling. some other poor soul wound up here. but relief, too, it wasn't michelle. so the search and the mystery wore on for days-- and then, for weeks. and by the middle of august, it all looked to be losing steam. on a typical san francisco summer afternoon as the fog rolled in, krystine and michael brought us up-to-date on their efforts to find michelle. how long has it been now? 27-- it's been over two months. it's been about 72 days. how are you doing, the two of you, with all this? i mean, how are you holding up?

keith morrison: oh. the gunfight, i know that i will not be standing on the side of my children's graves and people aren't going to be patting me on the back and saying, there's nothing you could have done. i did. keith morrison: oakes claimed mark stover shot first. thus, the claim he now made, it was self-defense, even though no evidence ever surfaced to suggest stover was in possession of any firearm at all or that stover had ever arranged any meeting with oakes. and as for the story that he was a hired gun for the opdyckes, just not true, said michiel oakes. a great many people believe that one or both of the opdyckes are involved. were they involved? not at all. keith morrison: but of course, it was all michiel's story about a crazed dog whisperer, threats to his children, all that fear. i mean, who else says that besides you? and what evidence is there that he ever said such a thing? said such a thing as-- that he was threatening your kids. well, keith, it's been the problem. i survived that day in

keith morrison: a woman, murdered, her husband left blind. keith morrison: but who?omewhat of a suspect. keith morrison: and why? what brings someone to make a decision that they're going to do this? keith morrison: was is love? what we learned was that he was having an affair with mrs. sutton. keith morrison: was it money? nobody knows what really happened except for him and garrett. keith morrison: or was the truth hidden

here again is keith morrison. >> bert is a hard charging man.od standing of the san francisco d.a.'s office now senior deputy d.a. in riverside. that takes skill, persuasive powers. he would need them in the murder case against the former police chief and family man chris hall. >> mr. hall, on the surface, looks like a loving family man. he looks like a good father. was somebody that had the support of his family. >> so, he did. but he wasn't buying the loving father and family man bit. no. when he heard about chris hall's very obvious grief, the whaliai that went on after the so-called accident, the phrase that crossed his mind was, it's an act. >> i think it was a wonderful performance by the defendant of acting like a grieved husband. when you look at his actions, how little he did to help his wife. >> who tried harder to save christy? not chris, said the prosecutor, but his daughter. >> she called 911. she helped him get the body out of the spa. she did chest compression. he had no interest in helping his wife. >> a matter of opinion, of cou

once again, keith morrison. >> it was quite an eye opener.h joan shannon told detectives that she and her now dead husband, major david shannon, were regular and enthusiastic swingers. but when joan told them she developed a special one on one thing with a married man named jeffrey wilson, now that was a real lead. could it be the major was the victim of a jealous lover? so detective murphy paid a call on wilson, also a soldier here at ft. bragg. >> jeffrey did confirm he was involved in a romantic relationship with joan shannon. >> where was he when this murder occurred? >> he was actually working at the time of the homicide. >> in fact, a little checking revealed it was an unassailable alibi. jeffrey wilson was innocent. of murder, that is. he was very cooperative. he revealed every lurid detail. >> back in april, they were probably meeting for sex about two times a week. and in july, and of course the murder occurred on july 23rd, at least four times a week. >> so now the deputy d.a. began to flip the idea of a love triangle motivate on it

here's keith morrison with "the hometown hero and the homecoming queen." >> reporter: it was late when it happened, very late, too late. the sky had already fallen. no one saw it coming. no one heard the warning, but now in the night it was done. they work hard here in their homemade garage gym, but it isn't just a gym. it's a kind of shrine. >> i look at the wall and there's pictures. that's what makes it special, i think. >> reporter: these were the moments before they were born when a shot putter named dave laut became his family's superman. and his little brother watched him win a bronze medal at the 1984 olympics. >> i mean, after, i just cried. how do you not? how do you not cry when you see your brother up there getting a medal? he's my big brother, but he was like my superman. he was my superman. >> reporter: don laut is dave's younger brother by nine and a half years. dave and don inherited a passion for athletics and fitness from their father. >> my first milk when i was a kid was a protein powder. >> reporter: this is all just built into your dna and is part of your life? >>

here is keith morrison. >> we know the truth. we know everything that happened. >> how do we know what we know? >> emotionally unsatisfying not to have that answer. >> so it is. even if we've seen something or we think we have. and that's the question at the heart of the whole puzzle. is this woman right? >> i know what i saw. and i know the conclusion of my story. >> of course she does. of course she does. so why does this other woman think this? >> she doesn't know for sure what she saw. >> a question, we say, on which all the rest will turn. why don't we begin here. calimesa, california, riverside county. historic missions. sprawling suburbs creeping out to the rim of mountains around the eastern flank of los angeles. here is where chris and cristi hall had come to live out their golden years, though they were far from old when it happened. just experienced, with life and each other. >> as far back as i can remember, it's always been chris and cristi. they were never thought of as separate. they were a unit. >> these are the t

here again is keith morrison. >> the sorrow ran deep in montana's flathead valley, that awful springnd summer of 2009. deep and wide, the whole valley, in fact, the country, heard about the crash that killed caden and erin and her unborn child and the strange story that justine winter took deadly aim at erin's oncoming cash, crossed the center line and plowed right into it on purpose. shocking? oh, yes. as was the alleged reason. justine said the police was trying to commit suicide. how did they know? they found the evidence on justine's phone, they said. text messages, which she wrote herself and which, once county coroner ed corrigan saw them, left him no choice, on charging her with homicide. >> smashed head on into another car and by doing so, she should have known her actions would have killed somebody and under those circumstances, homicide was the only option. >> you charged her as an adult. she was 16. >> she was. taking of two lives is not my opinion of a delinquent act. it's a crime. it needs to be prosecuted as a crime. and if convicted, it needs to be on her record for th

here's keith morrison. >> is everybody out of the house? >> i don't know, but it's on fire. >> the fire in the cottage on addison avenue was hungry, devouring almost everything in the bedroom. >> we'll have fire department on the way. do you see smoke coming out of the windows? >> it's pouring out of the house. >> within minutes, the firefighters knocked it down. the smoke clearing. the sooty water running in the streets. and then as the mop-up began, the word flashed out like something electric. the house was occupied. someone didn't get out. and up through the ashes, a mystery flared like a stubborn ember that glowed and smoldered and demanded an answer. the inhabitants of the rented cottage, as investigators soon learned, were two young, beautiful people. the successful glossy types that you might expect to see on a reality show. their names are paul zumot and jennifer schipsi. jennifer, an ambitious, award-winning real estate agent who lived like a rock star, or so said her buddy roy. >> she's like, i'm knocking them out like dominos. i

here's keith morrison with "smoke and mirrors." >>> it was hot and late, after midnight, september 27thth2007. >> pretty secluded area next to a forest preserve. >> so it was. and it was clear and dark and still and vacant. here where the deep wood fought back against the decaying suburban sprawl, and then nothing was clear at all. i never cried this violent cry. >> you're experiencing everything but it's not true. >> you're just waiting to wake up. >> it just feels like you're literally in a nightmare. >> yes, still does. the name you'll want to remember is nailah. >> the meaning was one who succeeds. >> this is nailah's mother, maria. >> i wanted her to be successful and she was. she lived her name. >> quite true. as, frankly, have the rest of them in this big family. this is leah, the first born. >> we might need a graph or a chart because it's kind of involved. >> full siblings, half siblings, quarter siblings once removed. that sort of thing. very blended. >> we share one parent. so technically half siblings but that word is kind of offensive to me because to me it implies that it's

here's keith morrison. >> it was her first time in las vegas, her first look at that famous strip, its outsized kitsch, its gaudy cavernous casinos. with their endless electronic clatter and their darker places where men in black suits hover over the steadied calm of high-rolling wishful thinkers. her name was adrian solomon, and she was here on business. >> i was excited to go, to see what this city was all about. >> adrian came to las vegas to plan a medical conference. meeting planning was her business. a road job. >> i was probably gone 50% of the time. >> and now the job had brought her here, to a vast casino, all alone. exciting of course, but buttoned down compared to her previous more exotic occupation, teaching the flying trapeze. >> i went to work for club med and worked for the vacationers for seven years, living all over the world. >> i can't imagine what it's like to have a job where your responsibility is to teach people how to relax and have fun and do it in a wonderful setting. >> it was the best job. >> in which she learned to embrace moments of fun, new experiences, a

here's keith morrison. >> the phone calls did not stop.ary ann mcfarland moved back home to archie, but her spurned lover janos kulcsar wouldn't move on. >> my dad is like, why does he keep calling? she's like, i don't know. the whole aura of this guy was that he wasn't accepting it. >> in fact, as the d.a. and the detective reviewed the evidence, they encountered a man who seemed obsessed, who first pleaded with mary ann, then began using language that sounded more threatening. >> i want you to come back to me kind of statements. and then you'd better come back. she was afraid he would skin her alive. >> skin her alive? >> if she didn't come back to him. >> he wouldn't stop calling or even making threats over the phone to archie. >> and archie hung up on him. he called back immediately. you don't hang up on me. unless you call me back, i'm going to get you. >> the next day janos showed up at the house carrying a small pouch. mary ann was in the shower. archie let him in. the two started talking. then mary ann entered the room. >> janos sa

here is keith morrison. >> our story begins with this mother of a teenage daughter. a woman who would spend most of her life trying to figure out who she was. what was her name? where did she come from? we'll tell you about her long search, her discovery finally of what felt like truth. but as you'll soon see, real truth can be elusive. it can hide. let's begin at the beginning. but at the beginning, all she had was a memory. >> a twin canopy bed with pink ruffles around it. kind of waved over the top of it. >> it was dream-like really. and for years it was all that felt real in her upside down life. >> and it was all pink and white. it was -- everything matched. >> the closet full of dresses. the dolls, the teddy bears. >> i actually -- there was a little old-fashioned where you put the baby in the wagon. >> and the reason for those tormenting memories? >> it's a lot of hurt, sadness. sadness for the little girl that didn't have a life. >> for most of her life, the part after that little girl's bedroom, she has been pepper, and the baffling, terrifying story of what

here's keith morrison. >> nothing about that morning made any sense. >> it all seemed like just such a bad nightmare. this doesn't happen in our happy little world. >> it was a saturday morning in july 2008. the happy little world, a sweet and leafy suburb of raleigh, north carolina. a place a young family would aspire to. if you were someone like hannah pritchard, for example. >> there's always lots of friend-making going on through someone you meet. lots of cookouts and family functions. >> like the one in the neighborhood the night before. so hannah would have heard party stories that saturday morning from her friend nancy cooper. would have. because nancy didn't show up. >> i hadn't heard from her maybe by like 10:00 i called her house. brad answered and he said oh, she went for a run. >> nancy was an athlete, had been training for a half marathon. brad cooper was nancy's husband. >> i was like, okay. when did she leave? i don't know. 6:30 or 7:00. i was like, she's not back? >> weird. if nancy had to cancel their meeting, surely she would have called. hannah cooled her heels. >>

here is keith morrison with "the interrogation." >> a freak snowstorm like an omen smothered the littlein the blue ridge mountains. february 19, 2003, just before 9:00 a.m., winter or no, crow's, virginia was unused to this. then through the white deadening blanket that covered the town, a piercing sound, fire alarm. a snowstorm was the last thing on the chief's mind. >> it went off for a fire with occupants possibly trapped inside. ramps everything up. >> it was on a quiet street with starter farm, cling lane. >> there are a lot of kids in the neighborhood so you are running things in your mind when you go in there. who are the occupants you're going to have to rescue. >> the fire trucks raced to the home of a recently-separated woman named ann charles and her children. thick black smoke poured from the second story eaves. part of the roof burned away. >> we were concentrating on getting up the steps to the room where we were sure we had victims. >> neighbors crowded behind police barricades, one an 18-year-old who lived up the street with his mom, an awkward kid, big for his age. he h

here's keith morrison with "under a full moon." >> reporter: she was finished now. tired, wrung out. must have been as she walked away from the incessantly ' chirping machinery and the bleary eyes of the gamblers on holiday from real life who'd called out for her again and again and again. outside in the night, a full moon bathed the great houses of delight and sin in an unaccustomed shade of pale. it was september 29, 2012. at precisely 3:00 in the morning, in a back room of the palms casino, the cocktail waitress named shauna tiaffay inserted her time card in the stamping machine, and set out to break a little rule. shauna had parked her car in the back lot, a practice discouraged because surveillance cameras were unable to track her all the way to her car. still easier this way. quicker. and after all, would a stalker really be waiting for her here, under a full moon? >> it was absolutely horrible. and we felt so helpless. >> it's every woman's worst nightmare. >> we didn't know if any of us were next. >> reporter: it never occurred to shauna to become a cocktail

keith morrison: you're losing your mother. right. h morr: you're watching her go right in front of you. craig melvin a curious neighbor. lindsay patterson: it was scary. the look on his face was almost undescribable. craig melvin (voiceover): what had she seen? was this drowning really an accident? craig melvin (voiceover): a husband and father are suddenly under suspicion. and he's crying, and we're crying. he said, they think i hurt mom.

returning to "tangled," here's keith morrison. >> ralph candelario appeared to believe that his 3,300bout the murder of his wife would be the accepted true account of that terrible event. but here's what pam's daughter, shannon, thought. >> it felt overly dramatic and really just glamorous that he was the victim of this. and that wasn't -- that made me sick. >> and angry obviously. >> yeah. >> her sister kelsey's interpretation? >> i thought it was very strange. i thought that he had some work to do on a story because it sounded really phony. >> entitled to their opinions, of course. but then so were the cops. recovered memory? no, said the cbi's jody wright. more like a cover-up. >> nothing in his statement matched anything that i knew to be at the crime scene. it just didn't make sense. none of it. >> it wasn't really that ralph changed his story in his "world journal" manifesto, not exactly. more like he kept adding to it. so he watches very carefully what you're doing and tailors his story to match what he thinks you're finding. >> exactly. >> ralph kept explaining, kept offering