Dateline NBC - Manner of Death

Episode Date: March 3, 2021

In this Dateline classic, the family of 31-year-old Matthew Podolack searches for answers after a mysterious illness sends the healthy, happy amateur hockey player and family man to the emergency room. Keith Morrison reports. Originally aired on NBC on September 27, 2013.

How could this happen? A very healthy 31-year-old just winds up dead? A young father's death, So sudden. So strange. We wanted answers. The word poison just kept coming up. It was antifreeze poisoning. You can't smell it. You can't see it. Someone wanted him dead. Someone who was hiding something. The details of the case are very salacious.

There's sex. There's the allegation of poisoning. Cleaned out the bank account. Are you trying to accuse me of doing something to him? A brother determined to find a killer. How dare anybody do that to my little brother? It wasn't supposed to happen a killer. How dare anybody do that to my little brother? It wasn't supposed to happen like this. A toxic mystery, an emotional trial. Is the jury being out long a bad thing or a good thing? It was a mystery from day one.

From that time right around the end of the hockey season, it didn't make sense what was happening to Matt Podolak. Matt, the happy hockey amateur. Matt, the outdoorsman, the hunter, the fisherman, athlete. Didn't make sense from the very first day. Matt Podolak woke up in the morning with that pain in his back. And after what happened in the hospital

a couple of months later, nothing made sense after that. Though God knows there were accusations. Oh yes, plenty of those. And a brother, Mark, for whom the story, the mystery, became a kind of obsession. It's had quite an effect on me.

But the story of what happened to Matt Portolak is one of those that, well, you be the judge. Let's begin in the spring of 2006. Matt was 31 years old. Maybe more than ever, he was loving the intense male roughness of amateur hockey. He was number 10, and he was good at it. He even managed to keep all his teeth.

He started to take it up when he was in high school, and that was really one of his loves. Mark Potilak was just a little older, a little more academically accomplished than his kid brother maybe, but Mark loved him, loved him for what he was. He was a good kid. I mean, he didn't get in any trouble. I'll be honest with you, my dad is a cop, so he sort of put the fear of God into me and my brother when we were growing up. Matt told his mom, Patricia, he was going to join the police force

when he came home to Brooklyn after a stint in the Navy. Brooklyn, Ohio, by the way, it's one of the towns around the edge of Cleveland. Matthew always wanted to be a police officer ever since he was little. His dad, Lan, was a 39-year veteran of the Brooklyn PD. There was a point in time where it looked like we may even work together. But life is full of disappointments. Matt didn't get the call. And so instead he went to work for his uncle, whose Phoenix Industrial powder-coated engine parts for Ford and other companies. What did he think of that job of his over at the factory? The thing that excited him

about it was that he was going to take over. My uncle was kind of grooming him to become the boss. But what Matt wanted, perhaps most of all, was a family. And so, when he met Holly, Holly McFeacher... When Matthew fell in love, he fell 110%. And he really loved Holly. There are some people who plan out their lives very carefully. Those people may have

taken issue with Matt and Holly, whose daughter Samantha was born, give or take, nine months after they met. The marriage part would come later, they decided. He loved being that. He loved that little girl. And loved Holly. Holly loved him.

Holly told her sister Chrissy the story of how they eventually got engaged. It was during a romantic weekend in Niagara Falls just before Samantha was born. Holly was preparing a bubble bath. And she couldn't hear because the faucet's running. And here's Matt down on his knee, like, hello. And then she realized, oh my gosh, you're proposing. That is a kind of a romantic little story. I thought so, the bubbles. And I thought that was pretty romantic. After Samantha came along, Matt and Holly, now engaged, went to Vegas to witness a friend's wedding, Lynn Kirilko. Did you almost make it a foursome wedding as well?

Oh, yeah, actually, yes. Holly and Matt said we should do a double wedding. But Holly knew that her family would not be happy with that, so I think that's what made them not get married. Didn't get married, but something happened in Vegas. Nine months after that Josh was born. From what Holly has told me Josh was planned in Vegas. Ready or not Matt was now the father of Samantha and a baby boy he nicknamed little man and Holly's daughter from a previous relationship.

Big changes in a very short time. And by the end of the hockey season, a lot of things started going wrong. Josh was still very new then and colicky. And was stressed. And with that young family to support, he'd gone and lost money gambling on the internet. He complained of feeling depressed, so depressed his doctor prescribed antidepressants. And that's about when it started, the pain that is, spasms of back pain. He ignored it, figured it would go away on

its own. But it just got worse. After weeks of this, Holly insisted he go see a doctor. He had been complaining of pain, and she finally said, you need to go. Obviously, something's not right. So she basically, you know, had to drag him there. Kidney stones was the diagnosis. The doctor gave Matt pills to help dissolve them. Four days later, he took a turn for the worse. Way worse. Holly called her father, Matt's father, and 911. I got a call from Holly saying something's wrong with Matt. So I talked

to Matt and he says, Dad, I don't feel good. I fell off the couch. I really did. So I said, well, get in the ambulance. Holly's father, Mike Jusek, arrived and followed the ambulance with Holly to the hospital, where things went bad fast. It was nerve-wracking because all we kept hearing about was, okay, they're trying to dial in on his kidney issue. Well, then that medication was making his heart go. So then they tried to address the heart, and it kept seesawing back and forth. And nobody seemed to know really what it was causing it.

No. Matt faded in and out of consciousness. Doctors told Holly and family members, go home, get some rest. And then a few hours later, they called everybody back to the hospital. Right away, they said. One look at the ICU,

and big brother Mark felt his world come apart. When I saw him in the hospital, it's something I won't forget. It seemed like he was in a coma. I knew if he made it through, he wouldn't be the same. And everyone felt a particular kind of helplessness, knowing something was killing him, but not knowing how could they, what it was. A family's simple question, which will take seven years to answer.

How can you go into the hospital for kidney stones and then die eight hours later? The end came on Monday morning, July 31, 2006. There in the ICU, the mysterious ailment that attacked Matt Podolak overwhelmed his defenses completely. I got a calling and said, you better get here because he's gone into full arrest and we've revived him already. Once. and into full arrest, and we've revived him already once. So when I got there, it was just downhill. Matt's fiancée, Holly McFeacher, begged the doctors, keep trying. And Holly said, don't stop, don't stop, and saying, Matt, don't leave me. It was no use. And once the doctor or nurse stepped away, Holly just lunged on Matt and just

wouldn't let go. They actually had to pull her off of his body. He was just 31 years old and now his children were fatherless and Holly a single mother of three. At the funeral, said her sister, she did not take it well. Holly was sitting in her car for about 20 minutes, bawling her eyes out before she even went in. I don't know how I would be able to do that myself. Going and see him lying there in the casket. Matt and Holly's son, Josh, was just just six months old and he cried a lot. So, said Chrissy, Holly repeatedly had to leave the reception line to care for her colicky baby. She was in the basement with Josh because she was nursing. She had to still take care of her kids

and show them that she had to be strong. Holly's friend, Rebecca Vega, did what she could to help, especially with that little boy, so young. This poor baby, he would have never known his father. How could this happen? All of a sudden, a very healthy 31-year-old young man just winds up dead. It's kind of strange. Kind of strange? It certainly was.

Matt's brother Mark couldn't stop thinking about how strange it was. He had kidney stones. How can you go into the hospital for kidney stones and then die eight hours later? Exactly what the coroner was wondering when he had a look at some of the damage to Matt's organs, as if he had been exposed to some toxic chemicals in his environment. Matt had worked for four years for his uncle's Phoenix Industrial, supervised an assembly line involved in painting and powder coating. Any toxic chemicals there? The coroner called Holly to ask, said her friend Lynn Kirilko. The coroner told her a lot of the chemical compounds were very similar to what the chemical compound was that they found in him.

Right after that, Holly called Matt's uncle, the man who owned the factory. Saying that my brother needed to call the coroner so that he can explain what Matthew was exposed to. But soon after the coroner talked to Matt's uncle, after he got a proper list of the chemicals they used, he pretty much ruled out any industrial cause. All those chemicals were safe to work with. They were OSHA approved and they had masks to wear. So if not that, what?

Perhaps a cause unhappily all too common when death occurs in one so young. That a depressed young man, overwhelmed by his sudden responsibilities and the pain of his kidney stones, decided to end it all. It was a coroner's investigator who brought up the subject with Matt's mother. And she was questioning me, would Matthew have committed suicide? Never, said his mother, never. But it was, his family had to admit, a not unreasonable question, given Matt's depression and all. Even though Mark believed his brother had that under control. He went to a doctor to get some help with that.

The doctor gave him some antidepressants. Did that help? I thought it did. He seemed to be better. But then Matt had a new family now. You know how it is. Matt was spending most of his time with Holly and the kids and her parents, they said.

So maybe Mark didn't know. Did he go to his own parents' house very often? I don't recall him talking about that much. His connection didn't seem to be that close then. It didn't seem to be. And Mark didn't know, not then anyway, that Matt actually asked a friend to remove his hunting guns from his house as if he was afraid perhaps he might harm himself.

Was he really thinking about killing himself? From what I heard, yes. I heard that he was having thoughts. He had told Holly. I think he actually had told my dad. Just as she insisted he see the doctor for kidney stones, it was Holly, said her sister, who insisted he get help for his depression.

She had sent him to the doctor and got him on medication for that as well. What happened to Matt Podolak? Who knew? Apparently not the coroner, who had still not issued any official report. And then finally, three months after Matt's death, Mark got a call from his mother. Come to a family meeting, she told him. She refused to tell him what would be said there. Because I knew he would be very, very upset. The news was too bizarre, too shocking, to share over the phone. The coroner's report makes it clear Matt's death wasn't just strange.

It was also highly suspicious. It was my mission to find an answer for this. There were just the two of them. Big brother Mark and the kid he looked out for, his little brother Matt. And now Matt was dead. And nothing made sense to Mark Potilak. There's no way that a guy is going to go into the hospital with kidney stones and you're going to die because of kidney stones. Three

months after his death, Matt Podolak's family gathered for a meeting. Matt's mother arranged it. Beforehand, she told Mark they'd be discussing a possible wrongful death suit against the hospital where Matt died. My mom called me over and she said, we're going to talk with the lawyer tonight. We're going to find out our next steps, what's going to happen. But Mark's mother wasn't exactly straight with her son. That was not what was going to happen. So when I got to her house, the whole family was there. And I was like, where's the lawyer?

And she's like, he's not here. No lawyer. Something far more disturbing. The autopsy report. Matt's mother did not want her surviving son hearing about this over the phone, afraid of how he'd react. The whole family was there as a support thing, and they said, we got the coroner's report back, and it was antifreeze poisoning.

And I kind of lost it. Antifreeze poisoning? That's just... Yeah. The correct phrase for this, said the coroner's report, was chronic intoxication by ethylene glycol. Ethylene glycol being the active and toxic ingredient in antifreeze. So I was like, what is that? I mean, ethylene glycol is antifreeze, but chronic? And so, you know, it happened over a period of time. So once that kind of set in, I was shocked.

I was speechless. And that's when something profound happened to Mark Podolak. Maybe right that moment, a decision snapped into place. From that moment on, when we found out, it was my mission to find an answer for this. A mission complicated by the fact there was one very big question the coroner couldn't answer. Was Matt's death the result of some terrible mistake? Or suicide? Or was it murder?

Nobody knew. And so the coroner labeled the manner of death undetermined. Across town, Matt's fiancée Holly was getting the news too. Holly's sister, Chrissy. What did she say? What can you say? What do you mean there's antifreeze in his system? We were all thinking it was kidney failure.

We were not expecting that. Was it really possible that Matt somehow ingested small amounts of antifreeze for a period of weeks, if not longer? That was the implication of the phrase chronic ethylene glycol poisoning. Mark had already made up his mind that his brother did not commit suicide, and certainly not gradual suicide. But what did he have to go on? So far, only a growing suspicion and rage,

which he made perfectly clear to the police. I finally got a hold of the detective on the case, and he did some initial stuff, but it wasn't the follow-through that I had hoped. Maybe that was just because that I was just grieving and I was so upset. But when something like that happens, you want the whole world to stand up and pay attention and do something. When something like that happens, I want every member of Cleveland Police Department to be on it. And it seemed like nobody was funny.

It didn't seem that way, no. It just, um, and just time started to go on, and I became extremely frustrated. Matt's father, Len, a former cop himself, could see the problem. The case file was stuck. It kind of became a catch-22 situation. The coroner said he couldn't label it a homicide without more evidence from the police.

Well, at the very same time. Cleveland Homicide was saying that they can't investigate it as a homicide until the coroner rules it a homicide. And so it remained. Month after month. Year into years. And still, the manner of death was listed as undetermined. Just like Mark, Matt's father, Len, made something of a pest of himself. I would call the detective that was assigned to the case and say,

what have you got? And his standard answer to me was, I don't have anything, what have you got? I said, well, this is your job, not my job, you know. Not unlike the way Matt's fiancée, Holly, was thinking. She was upset, you know, that there was no cause of death. Yes. None of our family was interviewed. It was like they were letting it go. Exactly. But Holly had three children to raise, alone.

Police versus coroner politics was not exactly uppermost in her mind. To make ends meet, she took on two and sometimes three jobs at the same time. And threw herself into coaching her children's Little League baseball teams. Meanwhile, Mark kept hounding investigators, but getting nowhere. It made me feel like there was nothing being done. It made me feel like my brother's case was on a desk of somebody who could care less and was counting down the days to his retirement. But though Mark was getting nowhere, Holly was hearing things not from the police.

Remember the plant where Matt supervised other workers? What was really going on around the powder coating machines? Holly and her sister had their own theory about how Matt died. There were some people at his job that may have not liked him. He was supposed to get a promotion, and I think there were some people that didn't think he deserved it. Were they right? Holly McFeacher was up against it, big time.

Three kids, two still in diapers. She'd lost the father of her children. The police couldn't seem to figure out what happened to him, didn't seem even to be trying. A little bit of cash left over, and Matt's checking account was soon gone. Eventually, Matt's work-based life insurance paid out $10,000, but that was way off yet, and it wouldn't be very much.

So, in the meantime, she did what she had to do. She took on several jobs at a time, even babysat for neighbors when she had a spare hour or two. The children needed food. They still needed a roof over their heads, and that's exactly what she was doing. She was paying their bills and making sure that kids were taken care of. And the thing is, Holly McFeacher loved kids, not just her own.

While Matt's passion was playing hockey, Holly's was coaching Little League baseball. She threw herself into it after Matt's death. Baseball is how Rebecca Vega met Holly. Our kids were in Little League together at that time. That was the spring of 2006, before Matt died. Their oldest girls were school classmates and sports teammates. And Holly? She was friendly in a way that it was intoxicating, I guess.

It was like an intoxicating friendliness. You just wanted to be around her? You did. You did. You wanted to be around her. Being around Holly was how Rebecca met Matt, actually. And then one day, Matt tagged along with Holly to one of the kids' t-ball games. He was already sick by that time, though nobody knew yet how sick. He was sitting under this tree all alone, said Rebecca, watching the game. You could tell he didn't feel well. You could tell that he was in pain.

He shifted in the chair quite often. And four days later, Matt was dead. After the funeral, Rebecca tried to comfort Holly and help with the kids. If she needed help with the children, if the children needed something, yeah, it was just to kind of help her. When the coroner's report came out and shocked everybody, Holly told Rebecca, of course, right away.

What did you think when you heard that you died of antifreeze poisoning? It kind of put the mystery of how does a healthy 31-year-old actually pass suddenly, you know, that he was poisoned. But who would want to poison Matt Podolak? Just a regular guy, no enemies, no known enemies anyway. Holly told Rebecca the police didn't seem to be doing anything to find out, but that she had some leads of her own. And she suspected somebody at work.

She had suspected somebody at work. And eventually, she told Rebecca, the police did too. They thought that somebody poisoned him at work. The word poison just kept coming up. Sister Chrissy heard the rumors too. Why would they do such a thing? There were some people at his job that may have not liked him. It was his uncle's company, and people, I think, were a little jealous. He was supposed to get a promotion,

and I think there were some people that didn't think he deserved it. Increasingly, Holly and members of her family became all but convinced that somebody at work found a way to put antifreeze into Matt's drink or something. And if that phrase in the coroner's report was true, chronic ethylene glycol intoxication, that somebody would have done it several times. But one person who wasn't buying that theory was Matt's brother, Mark. He didn't have any enemies. Matt had worked his way up from the production line to supervisor at the plant, said Mark, and he was well-liked by the people at Phoenix Industrial.

He wasn't this guy that was going around picking fights with people. He was loved by picking fights with people. He was loved by his co-workers. By then, solving the case of his brother's murder had become Mark's obsession. He collected stories from Matt's factory co-workers, from the streets, from friends. He fumed when the official investigation seemed to go nowhere. And then after three frustrating years, one small change that made a huge difference. A new supervisor in the Cleveland Homicide Division took over Matt's case. His name? Detective Sergeant Mike Quinn. So by the time you took it over, it was pushing three years?

Pushing three years. And I reviewed the file. With fresh eyes, Quinn went over the case, re-interviewed people who knew both Matt and Holly, and suddenly... I felt a completely different sense of what was happening. Now, said Mark, when he called with questions or suggestions, he felt like somebody was listening, especially when he told them what he was hearing on the street.

I was trying, hey, maybe this is something that could help you. Maybe you should look into this. You heard about things? Absolutely. It was a really close-knit town. So people talk. There's chatter out there. Strange how that chatter seemed to focus on one particular person. A possible motive for murder. She wrote checks, writing his name on the checks,

cleaned out the bank account. What did that say to you? Obviously a huge red flag. Three years after Matt Podolak died of antifreeze poisoning, two families had sharply differing theories about the cause. Matt's fiancée, Holly, her whole family, in fact, suspected somebody at work had it out for him. But Mark and his family were looking closer to home. How close? Let's put it this way. The two sides of the family weren't talking anymore. An already existing mistrust ramped up that night in the hospital years before, when Matt was in the ICU. That's when Matt's brother, Mark, began to wonder if

Holly was in some way responsible for Matt's mystery illness. My mom and I had a specific conversation. I remember it. You don't think she could have did this to him, do you? And we kind of were like, I don't know, maybe. But at the time, we didn't know why he passed. And then there was the funeral. Holly's family said she was very upset,

cried in the car before going in. But when Sergeant Quinn read the old case file, he found a curious statement from Holly's friend, Rebecca Vega. What sort of grief was this? She was back and forth talking to different individuals, almost like a flirtatious, that intoxicating friendliness that she had, as if her fiancé wasn't even laying there in front of everyone. Talking to just everybody, or was she concentrating on men or women?

Mostly men. Flirtatiously? Flirtatious. That's how she was, said Matt's family, how she always was. At first, friendly, magnetic even, but didn't stay that way for long. Later, Matt told them, Holly became controlling, demanding. Did he ever complain about his relationship?

Oh, of course he did. Yeah, he did. What'd he say? She's nagging me type thing. She's yelling at me. She's calling me all the time. She's doing all this stuff. There were some incidents that happened,

some times where they had to have the police show up. Matt's protective big brother called it downright nasty the way she treated him. Said so, too. It's not worth the heartache to keep going through this. He was afraid that he wouldn't see his kids if they were apart. And now he was dead, and his family was raw with suspicion. When they went to collect some of Matt's personal effects, like his computer, they told Sergeant Quinn. Holly told them she no longer had it,

that the hard drive was being fixed, which sounded fishy to the detective. Was this any effort to destroy evidence? That's what most people do when they get rid of a computer that may have been connected with the crime. They're going to get rid of it. Not evidence, really, but suggestive. Like when, according to them,

Holly said right after Matt died, he wanted to be cremated. An idea Matt's family quickly shot down. Still, why would she have said that? And then they said, when they asked her for his clothes and other effects, she told them she'd already gotten rid of them. It was as if she wanted to erase Matt from her life. Was there anything left of this guy at all in her house? Not that I'm aware of, not too much. Then there was the business about the money.

A big deal that, said Detective Quinn. She went to the ATM machine and used his card the day after his death. Two days later, she wrote checks, writing his name on the checks, cleaned out the bank account, left one penny in it. Wow. Well, what did that say to you? Obviously, a huge red flag. It was a measure of the suspicion, the broken trust, that Matt's mother, in charge of his estate, reported Holly to the police. Holly was arrested and charged with theft and two counts of forgery. She agreed to make restitution and was put on probation for a year. In return, prosecutors dropped the charges. What happened to her? What was the sentence?

She was given a first-time offenders program, so she didn't do any jail time. Then there was the life insurance. She was given a first-time offenders program, so she didn't do any jail time. Then there was the life insurance. It wasn't much, including Matt's 401K. It amounted to just $15,000. But here's what made Matt's brother Mark suspicious. My brother was talking about, a couple days before, removing her from a life insurance policy, removing her as a beneficiary of the policies and the 401k.

And that's how serious it was getting. And so when Holly actually got 10,000 of that insurance, it seemed to Mark to confirm what he had been thinking since the beginning. She must have killed him. In my mind, there was nobody else. There was no other way that it could have happened. None. So the first reaction is a shock. What's the second reaction? Anger. And then sadness. How dare anybody do that to my little brother? How dare they?

But really, $10,000 in life insurance, a motive for murdering the father of your children? What did you think when you heard that? I mean, this was a fairly serious allegation, right? I thought it was ridiculous that somebody would actually think that. Oh, yes. Holly and her family heard all the whispers. They knew all about the Podolak suspicions, which were, they said, absolutely baseless. That business about stealing money from the bank account, for example, did she understand that she was breaking the law when she did this?

No, absolutely not. She was thinking that she had to take care of her children and his. What else was she supposed to do? As for getting rid of his stuff, erasing him from her life... That's not true at all. As a matter of fact, she still has a lot of Matt's shirts that she actually wears. But quietly, four years after Matt's death, Sergeant Quinn collected the stories he heard.

But there was one story he hadn't heard, nobody had. Holly's story. Holly is invited downtown for a little chat with detectives. Did you give Matthew any type of poison? No. Four years after Matt Baudelak's death by antifreeze poisoning, the machinery of justice was coughing and sputtering to life and pointing at her. Matt's fiancée and the mother of his children, Holly McFeacher. Holly McFeacher was the suspect from day one.

Prosecutors were appointed, Brian McDonough and Allison Foy, though they were soon frustrated. But we were missing, missing pieces, missing critical links on the case. Evidence already collected was maddeningly inconclusive. For example, detectives recovered two bottles of antifreeze in the garage where Holly and Matt lived. But it turned out somebody else had been living in the house for more than a year by the time they found it.

Whose antifreeze was it? Nobody knew. But still, was there a way that we could go ahead and link it up? Nope. Tests confirmed the garage antifreeze didn't match the antifreeze that killed Matt. But remember Holly's friend Rebecca Vega? Detective Quinn found her name in the old file, called her up, and discovered that after Matt died, she spent practically every day with Holly.

And here's where Detective Quinn's eyes really opened wide. Rebecca told him that one day she was at Holly's house when she noticed some odd-looking jugs of chemicals in Holly's kitchen. She had said that it was antifreeze and that it was to winterize Matt's boat. Did you ask why they were there? I mean, you're fixing the boats, but...

I thought, well, it's in the kitchen, the boat's outside, you know, and why would he want to freeze me in the kitchen? And then there was the time she, Rebecca, was complaining about her husband, and Holly said... I can get rid of him. I can get rid of him? I can get rid of him. And I kind of thought, oh, that was kind of, I kind of joked about it and I laughed.

But she actually backed out that statement with, well, you could work and we could just move into your house. Weird, as she looked back on that. So once she heard about the coroner's report and the Podolak family's suspicions, she cut off all contact with Holly, ended the friendship without saying why. I had thought to myself, I had exposed my family to murder. She seemed to me like she believed that Holly poisoned Matthew. Was she a little freaked out by this? She stated that she was afraid of Holly.

So Quinn kept an eagle eye on Holly McFeacher. And one day, he heard about Holly and the Karaoke Bar. Holly and her sister were singing a song by the Dixie Chicks. It's called Earl's Gotta Die. It's a song about an abused woman in a relationship with a man who, to get back at the man, ends up poisoning his food. And they were up there singing the song and laughing about it. This was after Matthew's death. I thought it was really cold-blooded when I heard about it. That was 2010, four years after Matt's death, the same year Sergeant Quinn received a big gift.

Maybe it was the fact prosecutors were appointed. Maybe it was Sergeant Quinn's investigation. Maybe it was the karaoke. Whatever it was, that's when the coroner changed his ruling on Matt's manner of death from undetermined to homicide. And with that little bureaucratic stroke of the pen, everything changed. Take a seat in that gold...

Thing won. For the very first time, Hawley was invited to the police station to give a formal statement. Hawley, we're investigating the death of Matthew Popelak. The coroner's office has a role in the homicide. Chewing gum, looking casual, Hawley came in without a lawyer

and was read her Miranda rights. Are you willing to talk with officers without consulting a lawyer or having a lawyer present with you? Yeah, it's fine. I don't have anything to hide. I didn't do anything, so... So, what would she say about her relationship with Matt?

Harley said it happened when she had a male friend over at their house. It was because he assumed something was going on when that wasn't the case. I had a friend over. We were talking, and he came home, and he didn't like it. He got jealous. She told them if they really wanted to solve the mystery, they should look for answers at Matt's factory. So did Matthew ever have any kind of enemies?

At work, from what he would come home and tell me, there was a lot of people there that he didn't get along with. He was considered one of the supervisors, and he would tell me different stories upon, like, how him and so-and-so would get in a fight, you know. And remember the $10,000 in life insurance bandied about as a possible motive for murder? Holly said she didn't know there was life insurance until after Matt was dead. As far as I knew, the only thing he had at work was his 401k plan.

I didn't find out that he had life insurance until at the funeral home when his uncle told us. The viscerary wasn't... It ended up being me. We found that out after the funeral home when his uncle told us. The viscerary was a little... It ended up being me. We found that out after the funeral. But how about that night in the karaoke bar? Earl's Gotta Die. You know that song? Yeah. And then laughing about it with the reference about an abusive relationship where the female poisons the man and he dies? It's a song. Yes, it's a karaoke song. Wow. I sang a song.

Over and over, the detectives challenged Holly with the accusing question. Did you give Matthew any type of poison? No. Did you give Matthew any type of antifreeze? No. Is it a fact that you poisoned Matthew? No, it's not a fact because I didn't do it. I didn't do that. Have you ever told anyone that you put something in Matthew's drinks? No, I never put anything in his drink So I would never say I did Holly protested none of this made sense. She said father my children Person I was gonna spend the rest of my life with. I'm not going to hurt him in any way possible. I mean, dreams are gold. Everything, my whole life has completely been changed upside down. And I know nothing. And his family just despises me and does nothing but speak evil.

And with that, detectives thanked her for coming in and sent her on her way, with a warning that most likely she'd be indicted. You don't show up for the Raymond hearing. There'll be a warrant for your arrest. That was late September 2010, but Holly wasn't indicted. Not that year, not the next year either. Something strange happened in 2011. Holly answered her phone and found herself talking to a guy she dated briefly after Matt died.

Do you remember what you told me about the drinks? Do you hear the trap snapping shut? Police and prosecutors think they've hit pay dirt with the new witness, but is he enough to take this case to court? The details of the case are very salacious. There's sex. There's the allegation of poisoning.

It's very interesting, but that doesn't make it necessarily a dead-bang winner for trial. In the summer of 2011, five years gone, Matt Potilak's death was still an unsolved mystery. All that time, Mark Potilak had neglected his own life in his quest to prove Hawley was the killer. I know that my relationships with my friends suffered. Ultimately, it led to me getting divorced. It was destructive on a lot of levels because you focus so much on a certain goal, a certain mission. And you're so damn angry. And I'm angry.

Even angrier now, if that was possible, because there had been a change. The case was reclassified as a homicide. But Holly was living her life free. No charges filed. I became extremely frustrated. I'm not going to lie. So frustrated, he sent a message to Dateline on Facebook, asking us to look into his brother's death. Holly and her family, meanwhile, were waiting to see if the hammer would fall. I can't tell you how many times she's cried, knowing that people are saying, you know, that she's a murderer, and that this loving mom and softball coach can kill a man that she loved.

But day by day, Sergeant Mike Quinn was closing in on Hawley. Just one more big thing, one solid piece of evidence, all he needed. And maybe, he and the prosecutors decided, maybe a jailbird could provide it. Hawley briefly dated a man named Jameson Kennedy a year or so after Matt died. And, according to Kennedy, during a wine and sex-driven evening, Hawley made some kind of confession. This, thought the prosecutors, was gold. What did he claim he heard? He claimed to have heard Holly McFeacher confess by saying she put something in his drinks.

Prosecutor Brian McDonough. And that she wanted to stop, but that his kidneys had failed. And that was compelling evidence. But always something. Mr. Kennedy was not exactly the local church pastor. His rap sheet was longer than a Sunday sermon. In fact, when he came up with that little offering about Hawley, he was in county jail, under arrest for beating up some cops.

So, a snitch. As a prosecutor, we don't like informants. But what was so compelling about his testimony was that he was the only person to have that knowledge. How would he have that knowledge? How would he hear that? He heard that from her lips to his ears. But how could they possibly prove it?

One possible way, sneaky, but it might work. They set up a phone call. Kennedy in prison called Holly and they turned on a tape recorder. Holly, do you know who this is? Yeah, hi Jameson. Sometimes these things work, sometimes they don't. So what's going on with you? Just how it is with investigations of this sort. Suffice to say, the call wasn't everything they hoped it would be. So here they were at a kind of crossroads. Should they go forward or finally drop it? The evidence? The story of a jailhouse snitch with multiple felony convictions. Never an easy sell. An ex-friend whose talk of antifreeze in the house and offers to get rid of her husband might have been real or imagined.

A financial motive that at most might have amounted to a paltry 15 grand. And a bit of Dixie Chicks karaoke, the performance of which may have been monstrously cruel or perfectly innocent. Still, who else could have done it? The details of the case are very salacious. Prosecutor Allison Foy. There's sex, there's the allegation of poisoning. It's very interesting, and it's certainly enough

to keep anyone's attention, but that doesn't make it necessarily a strong case or a dead-bang winner for trial. And so the prosecutors consulted Mark and his family. They were all committed now, all emotionally attached. But the family should decide. He said, this is where we are. He laid it all out.

And he said, we can take our shot and see where this goes. And you might lose. We might lose. And we all agreed that we wanted to go with it. We've suffered long enough. Case number 564265, Holly McFeacher. So? In 2012, six years after Matt Bottleak's death,

Holly McFeacher was indicted for aggravated murder and contaminating a substance for human consumption. From her mugshot, it didn't look like she was too worried about the outcome of the case, but this was serious. Maximum sentence? Life without parole. Her attorney, Brett Jordan, applied for bail. She was scared. She missed her kids. I would say probably in some state of shock at that point. The judge took a look at the circumstantial case against her and granted the bail request, half a million bond with an ankle bracelet. But though the case was not the strongest, there was publicity. Anti-freeze poisoning? Holly was suddenly famous, and not in a good way.

The old Brooklyn Little League told the once beloved coach she wasn't welcome anymore. And Holly McFeacher prepared to defend her life in court. Ice tea spiked with antifreeze. The prosecution's theory of how Holly poisoned Matt. You can't smell it and you can't see it in the tea. He would have no way to know that it's coming. It's so secretively done. Seven years. Seven years of pestering the investigators.

Seven years of brooding in the cemetery. Seven years after the sudden, agonizing death of his kid brother, Matt, Mark Bodilak watched with grim satisfaction as Holly McFeacher walked into the courtroom. I finally felt that we were going to make this happen. Mind you, the case against Holly was possibly a reach. No guarantees here. And Mark knew it. I was extremely nervous. Oh my gosh, being in that courtroom. And you don't know how it's going to turn out? I have no idea how it's going to turn out. Truth was, the prosecution didn't have much to work with.

Without any hard evidence to pin on Hawley, their case boiled down to a process of elimination. Someone did this to Matt. Who else could it have been other than his fiancée? In this case, telling a story would be crucial because there wasn't a whole lot else to do, right? Absolutely. Prosecutor Brian McDonough began his story with the scene inside the hospital room the night Matt died.

His body was shutting down. His organs were systematically shut down. And then Matt's father, Len Podolak, described the horror of watching his son's final agonies, so much pain he couldn't talk, except to ask for his children. He would say, we're little man, and where's Samantha? A picture was passed around the courtroom. Matt, dead, lying on the autopsy table. Mark began to cry.

Across the courtroom, so did Holly. And then Coroner Dan Galita told the jury what he found during his autopsy. Discoveries that became the core of the case against Holly. The cause of death was chronic intoxication by ethylene glycol. Poisoned with antifreeze, very, very slowly. He explained he'd found crystals in Matt's heart and brain, having inched their deadly way through his body, kidneys to heart to brain.

How much time would it take for the crystals to deposit themselves in the blood vessels of the heart? It takes weeks at least. The fact that his that crystals were forming in his heart and actually had traveled to his brain indicated long-term exposure and not a one-dose deal. And Matt's friends and work colleagues testified they had seen his body disintegrate before their eyes, starting weeks, if not months, before his death. He began sweating profusely, and he complained of back pain. He was sitting beside me and practically was hunched over to where his chest was on his knees.

Who could have made that happen and how? Investigators remember had found antifreeze in Hawley and Matt's garage, admittedly a year after Hawley moved out. Prosecutors knew they couldn't link these bottles to the crime, but even so, Detective Quinn took them out of the evidence bags for the jury

to see, left them on the witness stand. A prop. A little courtroom theater. A bottle of Saturn antifreeze and coolant. Take a look at those bottles, the prosecution seemed to be saying. And common sense would tell you it wasn't suicide. Nobody would down antifreeze on purpose, said the prosecutor, let alone bit by bit, as indicated in the coroner's report. There was no suicide note.

He didn't go ahead and give away his possessions. Suicide did not make sense. No, there was one person, the prosecutor argued, and only one who had the means and the motive to poison Matt, his fiancée, Holly McFeacher. A parade of witnesses testified about Matt and holly's rocky relationship the bitter words fierce arguments they couldn't help but overhear when we would be fishing that phone would be ringing every five minutes she'd be screaming so loud he'd be holding the phone out

to this way away from his ear i told him that he needed to protect himself and i told him that he should remove his shotgun and from his house and far from being shattered by Matt's death as her family claim prosecution witnesses described how Holly seemed almost giddy after Matt died. What did you observe that defended him at the wake? Almost a party atmosphere like nothing had happened. And then the prosecution called Holly's old friend, Rebecca Vega. If anybody had a ringside seat to Holly's life after Matt, it was Rebecca.

How was it to actually be in that courtroom, see her there and answer those questions? Couldn't even look at her. Rebecca told the jury Holly didn't wait long after Matt's death to remove any trace of him from their house. It seemed as if everything that being of Matt had been taken out of the home. But it was what Holly hadn't cleaned up

that made the biggest impression on Rebecca. Those bottles of chemicals on the kitchen floor. What was Holly's response when you asked her about those items? One of the items was brought up as antifreeze for Matt's boat to winterize his boat. I'm sorry, to do what? To winterize his boat. But who winterizes their boat in the summer? Remember, Matt died in July, said the prosecutor, so Rebecca's story was evidence that Holly had access to antifreeze around the time of Matt's death. She was able to put antifreeze in the kitchen of Holly McFeacher after the death of Matthew Potala. Now they needed to convince the jury that Hawley actually fed the antifreeze to Matt.

That would take a little doing. First, several of Matt's co-workers testified that Hawley sometimes dropped off Matt's lunch at the factory. Hawley would bring it in every once in a while for him. How many occasions do you recall that happening? Half a dozen. And Holly always made sure to include Matt's favorite drink, he said. Half a gallon or more of raspberry iced tea.

That, he freezes, sweet, but otherwise tasteless. Did Holly spike the tea? You can't smell it, and you can't see it in the tea. He would have no way to know that it's coming. But why in heaven's name would she do such a thing? What was her motive? Well, as the prosecution saw it at least, all those arguments Matt and Holly were having represented the death throes of their relationship, a relationship she wanted to leave and he did not, stubbornly, because he didn't want to lose custody of those kids. So it's your claim that he was sticking like glue and to get rid of

him she had to poison him. That is what she saw as the way out. A way out. Sweeten suggested the prosecution by the fact that Hawley was the beneficiary of Matt's life insurance policy and 401k. He was worth $15,000 to her if he died. That was clearly not a motive, really. I mean, it's chump change, basically, right? Well, $15,000 for some person might be worth $150,000 for another. Interesting theory. Another interesting theory trick was to persuade the jury that a hardworking, committed young mother, a woman who was always volunteering to help others who coached t-ball teams, could at the same time be a devious, cold-blooded murderer. Yep, absolutely possible, said the prosecution's star witness still to come. A man who knew all about violence and secrets and kissing and telling.

Holly melts down in court. What happened? Way up on the 22nd floor of the Criminal Courts building here in downtown Cleveland, Holly McFeacher sat through a hailstorm of allegations and attacks on her character and motivation. Practically a monster, if you believed some of the witnesses. And for the most part, she listened politely, turned occasionally to smile at her sister or share a word of encouragement. And then, then the announcement was made. Your Honor, at this time we have a Jameson Kennedy.

And with those words, Jameson Kennedy, Holly went into a kind of shock. And then, as quickly, even before Kennedy walked into the courtroom, came the tears, and something in her seemed to crumble. The tears became racking sobs, as if she, in full-blown terror or panic, simply could not go on. All this happened as the attorneys were at the bench conferring with Judge Brian Corrigan before Kennedy's testimony began. Holly left her seat, rushed to her sister Chrissy in the gallery, and broke down.

And it all happened in front of the jury. Mark Potilak was not moved. In fact, he was disgusted. Where was that emotion during the funeral? Where was that emotion when your lover was dying in the hospital? Yet a guy that you haven't seen in years steps into the courtroom, you have an emotional breakdown. That's courtroom drama in my opinion. Was she afraid of the man? Or was she afraid of what he had to say? The whole business was highly unusual. Holly, visibly shaking, was allowed to leave the courtroom while Kennedy testified.

How do you know of Holly McFeacher? I originally met her at a bar that she worked at, the Dirty Dog. Jameson Kennedy was that ex-con Holly dated nearly two years after Matt's death. The snitch who had peddled his story from a jail cell. Was it wise to call him as a prosecution witness? The man had eight felony convictions under his belt, and at the time of the trial, he was serving 10 years for beating up cops. And yet, there he was, central witness against Hawley. He's an alcoholic, he's a drug addict, and he wants something from you guys,

so he'll say whatever he has to say, right? The thing about this witness, about Jameson Kennedy, is that he didn't want anything in exchange for what he was going to come to court and say. He knew that he was going to be in prison for quite a while, and that nothing he could say in court would ever change that. And Kennedy's story, if the jury chose to believe it, was a potential game changer. It was September 26, 2008, two years after Matt died. Kennedy was on probation, he told the jury, when Hawley stopped by the law office

where a kindly defense attorney had given him a job and a place to sleep. They shared a bottle of wine, ate some takeout. We both were kind of a little bit, you know, tipsy. After drinking, we ended up having sex. And after the sex is when things got really emotional. She just started crying. What did she say? She made some remarks that she just wanted it to all go away. She wanted

to move out of Cleveland. She was regretful for what had taken place. Regret? About what? Kennedy told the jury that he pushed Holly to tell him more. But she just told me at that time that she was sorry for what she had done. What had she done? On her words was that she had put something in his drink. What had she put inside of his drink? She didn't tell me. Did she say what happened after putting something inside the drink? That he had gotten sick and passed away. It was, quite simply, stunning. But, big but, was it true? Could the jury really take the word of this eight-times convicted felon?

Yes, said the prosecution the word of this eight-times convicted felon? Yes, said the prosecution, because of this. Did you tell anyone about what Holly McFeacher told you about putting something in his dreams? Yes. Who did you tell? My attorney. Well, not exactly that, said the attorney in question, who testified that Kennedy asked him in a cryptic sort of way what he should do if he knew about a murder. Didn't name Hawley or any particular murder.

As an officer of the court, did you provide him with any advice? I told him that if he had any information of that nature that he had to inform whomever about this supposed situation. But Kennedy didn't tell authorities anything then. Not until he was sitting in a jail cell under arrest for assaulting those cops. Did he hope police would go easy on him if he told them something they wanted to hear? Sergeant Quinn told the jury he believed Kennedy's story because Kennedy offered details only someone close to the crime would know. There was no mention in the media anywhere.

Where did it come from? The fact that this is the one witness who we could bring forward for the jury to say that I heard Holly McFeacher confess to putting something in Matthew Podolak's drinks, it's so important that I think, in our minds, it couldn't not go to the jury. Thank you so much for your time and your consideration. And with that, the prosecution concluded its case of circumstantial evidence. But there was a giant void in the room, a big empty hole, where the hard evidence usually goes.

What would the defense make of that? The defense strikes back. You have no idea how that man died, do you? I didn't have to see physical proof in order to... Please, I ask the question. You have no idea whatsoever how that man died, do you? Not to my knowledge. For almost a week, Holly McFeacher's family sat in a courtroom listening to prosecutors accuse Holly

of drip by drip, ounce by ounce, feeding her fiancé the poison and watching him die. Monstrous. Evil. And, said her family, completely untrue. Just nasty gossip gussies up as evidence. It was just a bunch of people talking bad about my sister. Such a one-sided, burner-at-the-stake type of scenario. Defense attorneys Brett Jordan and Billy Summers agreed. It was all speculation. It was all just finger pointing without any basis. And now they knew they'd have to persuade the

jury to buy something they personally believed in their gut, that Holly McFeacher was wrongly accused. I don't think I have ever believed in the innocence of a client more than I believe in Holly McFeacher. The defense began by putting some negative cards on the table, that is the fighting. Holly and Matt had been fighting a lot, but that was hardly a surprise, said the defense. Two babies, one of them colicky, and Matt was out fishing all the time. You can't say that just because somebody's arguing every day, that's a sign of hatred and I'm going to kill that person. And that story that went around about Holly's behavior at Matt's funeral, uninformed judgments made from afar, said the defense, that somehow became this big myth that Holly didn't care. Oh, I can tell you right now she didn't care. You can.

You betcha. So you can crawl into her mind and you can tell everybody here what she was thinking. No. You can read it on her face. Read it on her face. You don't have to be crying your eyes out at a funeral to not be grieving. No, the defense argued, all the testimony maligning Holly's behavior was

really a product of the six-plus years of rumor and innuendo, which had, courtesy of the authorities and Matt's family, hardened into what sounded like truth, even if it wasn't. If you listen to all the witnesses, anybody that was Holly's friend, they all turned away once they talked to the detective. That was certainly the case, said the defense, when Holly's friend Rebecca Vega cut off contact with Holly about a year after Matt died. Who's the accused murderer in this room? Holly is. Yeah, and you can't even look at her anymore. No. Only then, after she heard from the police, said the defense, did she begin saying what she said at the trial. But you have no idea how that man died, do you?

I didn't have to see physical proof in order to... Please, I ask the question. You have no idea whatsoever how that man died, do you? Not to my knowledge, no. Did the memory of all those happy days Rebecca spent with Holly suddenly sprout with dark suspicion once the police whispered in Rebecca's ear? Like the bit about the antifreeze in the kitchen. Holly has children, and she's very careful, and I know she would not leave chemicals like that just lying around the house.

No, the assault on Holly by her former friends, the defense said, was just a smokescreen for the hard evidence the prosecution did not have. Like anything connecting Holly to the murder weapon, by which, of course, we mean the antifreeze. Remember those two bottles of antifreeze investigators found in Holly and Matt's house after she moved out? This is a blue bottle of peak antifreeze and coolant, it says. The prosecution showed them off like the crown jewels,

all the while knowing they had no known connection to anything or anyone. The defense was on that, like a terrier on a bone. No fingerprints on the bottles. No indication the antifreeze was even the same kind that killed Matt. No indication the bottles were in Holly's house when she actually lived there. Those two bottles of antifreeze are not linked to Matthew Podolak at all. No.

And those two bottles of antifreeze are not linked to Holly at all. Other than the fact that they came from that address. What was the point of that? Exactly. There wasn't any. Were they implying a connection? Again, they were grasping. Another glaring weakness, the defense said, was the prosecution's theory that Holly disguised

the antifreeze in Matt's beloved raspberry iced tea. Zero forensic support for that, said the defense. Do you know how that iced tea got into that thermos? I have no clue. None of the cups at the homes were ever tested. The thermos that he allegedly brought to work every day was never tested.

There was nothing ever connecting that it was even iced tea. And the motive, the prosecution suggested, the modest life insurance money? Laughable, said the defense. Wouldn't even buy a decent car. Besides, Hawley said she had no idea the insurance existed. Matt's uncle, who owned the factory where Matt worked, couldn't say otherwise.

Do you have any personal knowledge of how he actually knew there was a life insurance rider on his health insurance? I can't say that I did. But, Hawley's defenders did have a problem. No getting around it. Huge problem. That pillow talk with Jameson Kennedy. When, according to him, Hawley actually confessed. If they couldn't knock him down, they were done. Was the prosecution's bombshell witness a dud?

Are you trying to accuse me of doing something to him? I'm not trying to accuse you of anything. Well, you're spilling words in my mouth right now. Because I never said any such words to you. What in heaven's name would Holly McFeacher's defense attorneys do about this? Her words was that she had put something in his drink. There was no avoiding the impact of those few words from Jamison Kennedy. Remember, just the mention of his name

sent Holly into an epic breakdown, weeping, sobbing, fleeing the courtroom. Next day, it was the defense attorney's turn to take him on. Good morning, Mr. Kennedy. How are you doing? Holly had regained her composure. She came back into court. The strategy was to pick apart Kennedy's story,

expose him for what the defense said he most certainly was, a liar. I like the bit about being tipsy. Holly, Kennedy said, had a glass of wine or two that night while he knocked off an entire bottle himself. You still are telling the jury here that Holly was tipsy or drunk that night, right? Yes, sir. When in fact it was you that was drunk that night, not Holly. I think we were both, you know, feeling a buzz.

Now this is the sort of moment a defense attorney probably lives for. Listen. Were you aware that Holly's allergic to grapes and she can't drink wine? No. Was this a man who could be believed when he said he had a real relationship with Holly? She had told me that he was stalking her. He had got her name tattooed on him. He would not leave her alone.

How did she feel about this? Oh, she was afraid. And Kennedy admitted under defense questioning that he got very angry with Holly when he heard a rumor that she was with another guy. So angry that you grabbed her by the neck, you threw her against the wall, you punched her numerous times. That type of angry, right? No, sir. No, that didn't happen. I do believe I pushed her. Only when she approached me to try to hit me, I think, with the phone or to smack me or something, I just kind of stiffed

her away. I think she fell down. That was the extent of it. Really? Holly called the cops that night and said Kennedy punched her five times. He'd already fled, but she said she was going to get a restraining order against him. But before she could, he was at her door again. And when Holly called the police this time, Kennedy tried to escape and fought with two of them before he was finally arrested. And it was only then, after she turned him in and he was in jail facing years in prison burning up with anger toward holly that he called his attorney charlie feliciano to try to make a deal you say charlie get me the police i gotta help myself get out of this jam i'm gonna tell on Holly, right? Also, he was concerned that she would try to put this on me.

Oh. So now we got a conspiracy theory going here that Holly's now gonna blame you for the death of Matt. Is that what you're telling me? It's just attorney's recommendation. This attorney, who'd bent over backwards to provide Jameson with a job and a place to stay while he was on probation from an earlier conviction. And what happened?

Kennedy stole from him. And? Jameson threatened your life? He threatened me, yes. He threatened your family also? Yes. He had mental problems and was not stable, right? Correct.

According to the defense, not even the police believed Kennedy. For more than two years, they did nothing about his allegation. And after those years, when according to the defense, they couldn't find any other evidence, they put his story to the test by orchestrating that phone call from Kennedy in prison to Hawley, trying to get her to incriminate herself. Curiously, the prosecution didn't mention that call in court, so the defense was only too happy to push play for the jury. This was something they had to hear. Holly, do you know who this is? Yeah, hi, Jameson. Holly was taken by surprise. Hadn't heard from him for years. Police, of course, were listening.

Didn't work out so well for the police or for Mr. Kennedy. Are you trying to accuse me of doing something to him? Is that what you're trying to do to me? I'm not trying to accuse you of anything. Well, you're putting words in my mouth right now because I never said any such words to you. I'm not ever putting anything in his drink. I would never have done that. Never.

I'm not that type of person. He was the father of my children. We were supposed to get married. My whole world was destroyed when he passed away. Are you serious? That is the very sixth thing for you to say to me right now. No said the defense. Holly didn't confess.

Not then, not ever. And Kennedy was a sick puppy who saw an opportunity to combine revenge with a little self-help. You are now trying to tell everybody that Holly confessed to you about this case because it would benefit you, correct? I don't think, I know it's morally right, sir. You know it's morally right. If you knew it was morally right, sir,

you would have gone to the police on September 26th. Isn't that correct, sir? I should have. Big morals, right? I should have, but I was very confused. I have no further questions. Kennedy was eventually released early from serving his full 10-year prison sentence, but after his release, he died of a heart attack.

One more question to answer. If it wasn't Holly, who was it? For that, the defense offered Dr. Robert Bucks, forensic pathologist. Matt wasn't poisoned slowly over time, said Dr. Bucks. The coroner simply made a mistake. All that pain Matt suffered in the weeks before his death? That was from simple kidney stones, said Dr. Box. Nothing at all to do with antifreeze.

Is flank pain a symptom of ethylene glycol poisoning? Shouldn't be, no. No. This wasn't a case of chronic antifreeze poisoning. This was a textbook case of acute poisoning. One large dose, said Dr. Bucks. This is a massive, acute ingestion. These types of ingestions, he's going to have to drink almost a pint of it.

And the most likely person to have poisoned him with a drink of that size was Matt himself. As to the manner of death, what would your ruling be? Probably be a suicide. Suicide by antifreeze. A method more common than most people realize, said the defense. Who kills himself with ethylene glycol? With antifreeze, stuff would be horrible.

What a terrible death. Not true. It happens all the time. And there have been some famous cases. A retired pro football player, a writer for Saturday Night Live. But why Matt? He had gambling debts. He was depressed.

He wasn't happy at work. Throw in experience of pain from kidney stones, throw in maybe they weren't having the best relationship at that time, that all adds up to suicide. And at that, the defense asked the judge to throw out the charges against Hawley. There has to be evidence, there has to be proof, there has to be something that the state did to show that Holly was the one who did it. And it just doesn't exist.

For a moment, it seemed the judge might grant the motion. But no, he ruled, Holly McFeacher's fate would be decided by the jury. As it turned out, very slowly. Ethylene glycol. Odorless, colorless, sweet tasting. But did Hawley use it to kill Matt? You don't know. Is the jury being out longict Olly McFeacher.

He fell in love with the wrong woman. She was toxic to him. This was the closing message, a stark visual. Look how easy, said the prosecutor, for Holly to mix antifreeze into Matt's beloved iced tea. Look how hard for Matt to detect the poison. Ethylene glycol. Odorless, colorless, sweet tasting. The defense appealed to the heart.

There were two tragedies in this story, they said. Matt's death and Holly's suffering. Nothing could be done about the first, said the defense. But the jury could rectify the second. You've got to end the nightmare, and you've got to put to rest this

family's tragedy. This could be a close call. The jury went out. No verdict at the end of that first day. Or the next. Matt's brother, Mark, didn't know what to think. You don't know. Is the jury being out long a bad thing or a good thing? Holly's sister, Chrissy, was nervous, tried to stay confident. I mean, they had hearsay from a man that was in prison and some iced tea and a table. Finally,

toward the end of day three, cell phones started buzzing. Verdict. Holly, looking like she'd seen a ghost, headed toward the courtroom surrounded by her family. Please rise. As the jury filed in, Holly began mouthing the Lord's Prayer. I understand you've reached a verdict in this case. Is that correct? And then the judge began to read. We, the jury in this case, being duly impaneled and sworn,

do find the defendant, Holly McFeacher, guilty of aggravated murder, violation of Section 2903 of the... I heard those words, guilty, and it was emotional. Mark turned to hug his mother, her face awash in tears. Across the courtroom... Nobody could react because it was total shock. Nobody was expecting that. The guards came then, wrapped handcuffs around Holly's wrists. She shook her head, no, seemed to be reeling.

Her words, less than a whisper. She looked at me and she was gone. What did that do to you? It tore me apart. I really couldn't understand how this happened. It wasn't supposed to happen like this. The defense team felt gutted. The prosecution's case had been so flimsy, they felt.

How had it all gone so wrong? Still wondering what happened. This was not an easy one for the prosecutors either. The sort of case you might reasonably have walked away from if you didn't let yourself get caught up. Didn't start to care. A lot. What was it like to get your guilty verdict?

It affirms the work that we do. It was a good one. A very good one. What was it like to get your guilty verdict? It affirms the work that we do. It was a good one. A very good one. What made it so good? You meet with a family at the beginning, and you're on this journey all the way through. And to be able to deliver something to them that they believed from the beginning

made it very satisfying. A month later at the sentencing, Holly's sister wanted the judge to know what the children thought, that their mother was not a murderer, and that they were begging him to send her home to them. My mom is the greatest mom in the world because she is sweet and kind. I really want to see her again.

I really miss her. I wish I could have my mom back. Then, a surprise. Matt's father, the retired cop, had become an ordained minister since his son's death, and he told the judge he had made a decision. I have come to the point where I can forgive Holly, and I have forgiven her,

and I'm asking you, Your Honor, to temper justice with mercy. But Mark, seven years of suspicion, frustration, anger, finally came bursting out and filled the courtroom. I just have one simple question. Why? Why put someone in unimaginable pain when he could have just walked away from the relationship? Why continue to slowly poison him when he could have stopped?

And why take him away from those children that he so dearly loved? The sentence was swift and stern. The nature of the crime and the case cannot be overlooked in this matter. And the court's going to impose a sentence of life with parole eligibility after 30 full years. Holly McFeacher will be eligible for parole after 30 years. In March of 2020, she went before the Ohio Court of Appeals, alleging evidence about the jailhouse snitch was withheld by prosecutors and should have been turned over for her trial.

But she lost this latest appeal. Her children are living with one of Holly's sisters now, and Matt's parents get to visit them every few weeks. We want them in our lives. We want them to know who their dad was. The night before Holly was shipped out to state prison to start serving her life sentence, Chrissy took the children to visit with her. They couldn't touch.

A glass barrier separated them. They spoke over a jailhouse phone. Dad just breaks my heart. It's hard to watch, huh? Very hard to watch. I had to turn away numerous times because, like I said, it was just heartbreaking knowing that they couldn't just touch. She couldn't touch her babies that she loved so much. And Mark Potilak went where he always goes on the anniversary of Matt's death,

to talk to his brother at the cemetery. This year, with a lot more to say. I hope that you're proud of your big brother a little bit because I kind of hopefully help you rest in peace a little bit more than you have been. And this year, there will still be a Potilak playing amateur hockey here in Cleveland. Matt loved the game. Mark took it up in his memory. And since Matt can't be here to play, said Mark,

he'll play for him.