here's keith morrison with more. >> reporter: like it or not, it's a fact.n element of human nature some people have affairs. some of them just flings. others a lot more. and as detective ty labay poked through gavin's life, one name kept popping up. chandy. her full name, chanrika creech. she had already told detectives they had had an affair years earlier and he called her before he vanished. but now nine months after he disappeared, detectives got a tip. her father knew more. >> her dad started telling the tale something his daughter may have seen and he was distraught and wanted to talk about it. he said you know reina? i go yeah, i know the name. >> reporter: she lived with chandy and took care of chandy's grandmother. she said she knew something, something important. >> and he goes i think she knows where the car is. >> reporter: the elusive mercedes. the detectives drove out to see reyna. >> we waited until she showed up. we kind of surprised her. >> reporter: it's what you guys do, right? >> you know, sometimes it works better that way, yeah. she was

here's keith morrison with "the motive." >> reporter: her heart was on fire. lost to her. the canned music, the hum of other voices in the bar. there was only him. they were in the deep end now. and as lovers in the flush of new commitment sometimes do, they confessed their sins of the abandoned past. the worst things they'd ever done. words, just words, best forgotten until they could no longer be ignored. lexington, kentucky. one year before that night in the bar. a house where students lived. and the music and laughter and chatter of a birthday party swelled and ebbed and drifted in and out of the evening air. >> it wasn't a huge party. it was just a low-key party with some good friends. >> reporter: they were about to be seniors, the young men who'd rented the place, who'd hosted the party. >> we had a group of guys, four guys that got along extremely well. >> reporter: they were big men on campus. they played football. the university of kentucky's beloved wildcats. antonio o'ferral was a quarterback. >> in lexington, kentucky if you play for the cats, you're pretty mu

here's keith morrison with "evil intent." >> it was 9:00 in the morning on the 25th of june, 2015. omaha, nebraska. missy nelson's morning ritual was interrupted by a phone call. it was the bank where her daughter jessyka worked. she was an hour late. >> i was like, "what? what do you mean she's not there?" they're like, "she's not here and we've been calling her and she's not answering." >> thing was, jessyka was never late. missy tried calling her. no answer. panicked now, she ran to her car. was jessyka at home sick? >> so i was calling her all the way over there. and i was thinking, "i don't know where she's at." and then i started to think really bad things. maybe she was in a ditch somewhere passed out. maybe she was -- a really bad car accident. >> but you knew it was something bad? >> i felt something was wrong. so i get over there and her car's in the driveway, so i'm relieved. and i'm like, okay, she's here. she's not in an accident. but why isn't she answering the phone? >> the door was locked, so missy used her key to let herself in. >> i walk in and her house is really

here's keith morrison with "the threat." >> reporter: on the southern bank of the columbia river, tucked away in a corner of this little cemetery, is the final resting place of a woman called joan. barbara joan lockwood. she wasn't a famous woman, joan, wasn't rich or celebrated. she lived a quiet life in a quiet place. and was buried here more than three decades ago. but oh, if ghosts could rise from their graves, if joan could speak to us now, what questions could she answer? what advice for this man, this tough, aggressive prosecutor who now fears for his life. >> this man is a threat to me. he's a threat, more importantly, to my family. >> reporter: in the annals of criminal justice some cases refuse to lie down and die. they fester. >> and here we are now. and all that's happened, i hate to say this, but i think that we have to take this seriously. >> reporter: yes. but it begins with her. joan. she lived, when she lived, 1,000 miles south of that little cemetery, a few miles from the beach in l.a. in a suburb called torrance on a quiet street named sharynn elaine. there was joan, h

here is keith morrison with "a crack in everything." ♪ >>> it was his secret that started it, a secrett. it was christmas eve in the year 2006. a little farm not far from a little town called buffalo. buffalo, missouri. and on that farm in the fine, new house brad and lisa jennings had built for their family, the stockings were hung, the children were snug in their beds, and lisa was sitting up very late, drinking wine and crying. meaning? well, who knew. but for one thing, with lisa in the way brad couldn't sneak that secret of his into her stocking, which is what started it, the flaring argument, the slamming doors, the sudden silence. before amanda woke up to the sound of her dad on 911. >> and he's very hysterical, you know. he's -- he's crying, can't really say anything other than get here quick, get here quick. i heard that two or three times. >> such a complicated tale with its secrets and lies and shifting loyalties, and here, of all places, this throwback to an idealized past. >> we hunted mushrooms, we picked up walnuts. >> they were inseparable children, brad and his older s

here's keith morrison with "the fugitive millionaire." >> an american murdered in a tropical paradise while a fake us on and wealthy man went on the run. >> i was trying to delay my iminent capture. >> why was he hiding? >> he is bond in my view, without a doubt. >> the story is a strange brew of dogs and guns and girls -- teenage girls. >> i was ready to shoot him and for some reason i missed. >> an interconnected web with one man at its center. >> john was smart. he knows what he's doing. >> reporter: the case will take us from the high-tech world of silicon valley to the jiang else of central america and finally back stateside into the deep south. >> all right. get ready for some serious heart of darkness [ bleep ] here. >> reporter: heart of darkness? oh, yes. and a wildly strange tale about a high-flying business tie con named john mcafee and the bizarre chain of events that would make him the focus of an international manhunt. there's little doubt you know the name mcfee-- mcafee because you've probably had anti-virus software on your computer. >> we've sign five new viruses. >>

keith morrison was about to find out. friday." >> reporter: on the saturday morning after black friday, 2014, homicide detective jerry cedillo followed a black infiniti into the parking lot of the hulen mall. he watched as the passenger, a woman dressed in darkish clothes, headed inside. she fit the description he'd been given of 25-year-old carter cervantez, a former co-worker of ashlea harris. the male driver stayed in the car. cedillo called his partner, ernie pate -- asked him to check up on the guy. >> when i approached the car, then the person identified themself as david mallory. >> reporter: david mallory was carter's live-in boyfriend. he too was a former employee of american eagle. >> i ask him, "what are you doing here at the mall?" he said that he had dropped his girlfriend off to pick up some papers at aeropostale where she was a manager. >> reporter: so perhaps it was just that. david giving carter a ride to pick up some paperwork at her new job at aeropostale. cedillo decided to go inside. the mall was open

here's keith morrison with "a killing in cotton wood." >> on the afternoon of may 4, 2012, casey duenis walked out on the field for the start of his very favorite thing, high school baseball. a double header. spring was in its full glory here in northern california. his senior year was almost done. this was the place he loved. the game he loved. >> people sometimes talk about having premonitions of things. did you have anything like that at all? >> it was just another day, just another one of my countless baseball games, countless baseball games. >> pleasant, of course. though no one knew it as they whiled their way through a golden afternoon. >>> redding, california, with its famous sun dial bridge, its parks, its middle america field, is a whole different place, a different life than the california whose reputation blairs technicolor from the botoxed and tmz narcissism 600 miles to the south. drive a few minutes from redding and you're on the ball diamond and a little place called cottonwood here in the shadow of mighty mount shasta. an anchor, a constant, just like the people casey k

here's keith morrison with "graduation night." >> in the suburbs outside detroit, michigan, in the summer of 2009, a divorced mother of three named mary evans was poking around in one of her favorite places, facebook. >> you can look up what everyone is up to, where are they at today, are they successful, did they take the wrong path? >> dear mary, no idea that innocent poking into her past would dredge up a shocking truth, long buried. >> i was stunned. it was unbelievable. >> and a nightmare's worth of terror. >> i could have been killed that day. >> and would bring together an unlikely band of friends, old and new, in a fight to right a terrible wrong. >> and then a miracle happened. >> but no. in 2009, it was just an ordinary summer day, no sign of providence anywhere. just mary reminiscing about the old days and friends long since gone away and, well, you know how it is. a person wonders. not such an uncommon thing among people who grew up as mary did in northeast detroit. >> when i moved in it was actually a nice neighborhood. you could walk around the streets singing at 1:00 in the

here's keith morrison. >>> it began on a bright morning in may. the palmetto slipped from its platform in washington union station and went down the eastern seaboard to charleston, south carolina. on board was a beautiful, tall, feisty red head named kate waring. a daughter of the south. of a fine southern family, an often troubled woman, who sitting on this train was on the brink of something very good. and what is it about trains? the ease there in that enclosed space of befriending perfect strangers? somewhere along the line between a greeting and good-bye kate waring's invisible fate jumped its track and quite unaware of the dark force ascending, they disembarked to a future utterly changed. charleston, south carolina, it almost goes without saying is a showpiece of american history and southern manners. its charm is deeply embedded as the families who come seven, eight, ten generations here. kate waring was born to one of those families. grew up in a fine, big house along the historic waterfront called the battery. dance lessons, birthday par

here's keith morrison with "everything she knew." >>> it was a monday morning in january 2007, 9:08 a.ma young woman in san antonio texted her boyfriend. "i love you." that's all it said, "i love you," nothing more. downtown the alamo had just opened its doors. a few tourists began boarding little boats to gaze at remnants of texas history along urban stretches of the san antonio river, and several miles away in the farther reaches of the modern city a manager of a video game store began his daily ritual. his name was mariano rivera. >> the store opens at 10:00 but e managers get there at 9:00, get the tills, ready, grab the money and take it to the bank. >> same process at a sister store, same company, not far away. that one managed by a woman who sent the text to her boyfriend, except this was strange. as the morning slipped by, her store remained closed. mariano got a call from the district manager. >> can you go over there and maybe you can see something, see what is going on. >> he did. he saw a white car in the parking lot. looked like the young woman's car. he peered into the sto