Sword and Scale - Episode 135

Episode Date: April 7, 2019

16-year-old Emma Walker broke up with her boyfriend, 18-year-old Riley Gaul because she realized it wasn’t a healthy relationship and was tired of his controlling and abusive behavior. But when she needed help after a series of strange and frightening events, Riley was there to save her… or so she thought. On the morning of Monday, November 21, 2016, Emma is found dead in her bed and Riley is the number one person of interest. See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Sword and Scale contains adult themes and violence and is not intended for all audiences. Listener discretion is advised. Hello and welcome to season 6 episode 135 of Sword and Scale, a show that reveals that the worst monsters are real. Love can make you do crazy things. What's the term? Stupid and love? Love makes a stupid. It's scientifically proven.

With the thought of our significant other taking up so much space in our minds, we can't help but let something slide. Becoming forgetful or just plain absent-minded. When this affliction occurs, we do dumb things, rejecting rational thoughts for emotional ones. But this story isn't about love. It's about all those other emotions that mimic love. Infatuation.

Obsession. Possession. those other emotions that mimic love, infatuation, obsession, possession, emotions that are just as powerful, if not more so, in the underdeveloped mind of youth. When you're young, you think dumb things. You do dumb things. For most of us, we age, we mature mature and realize just how misguided we were. For others, a dumb thought turns into a dumb mistake. A mistake you cannot take back. A mistake that will haunt you for the rest of your life. In November of 2016, the central high bobcats were gearing up for the state playoffs. On Friday,

November 18, the bobcats were taking on their cross-town rivals, the Fulton High Falcons. The stands were packed, and the excitement in the crowd was tangible. The opening possession of the game led to a Falcons touchdown, but the rest of the game was dominated by the Bobcats. The Falcons had won the state title for three out of the last four seasons, but the Bobcats wanted this year to be theirs. The final result was Bobcats 20, Falcon 6. The Bobcats had won their tenth game in a row, leaving only two games before winning it all.

The Tennessee State 4A Championship, the gold football trophy, and all of the bragging rights that come with it. On the sidelines, cheering the team on to victory and keeping the fans pumped was junior year cheerleader Emma Walker. After the game, Emma joined some friends to have dinner and continue the celebration at Sarah Seton's parents house. It was 11.25pm and Emma had only been at the party a short while when she got a text from an anonymous number. Go to your car with your keys. Go alone. Who is this? Emma was disturbed to say the least, surrounded by fellow classmates and friends eating snacks, watching TV, and just reveling in their victory over the Falcons. Emma was struck with a panic

when she went to the bathroom for some privacy. When she came out, her close friend, Zach Green, had just arrived. A company by Zach, Emma went outside to determine if the messages were real or just a cruel prank. It was a quiet and cold November night. The driveway was full of cars and the dimly lit streets were empty. For a moment, they lingered, but then retreated back inside. What part of a loan wasn't clear?

Yeah, I'm not, because I don't know who this is, LOL. Somewhere out there in the residential neighborhood, unseen, someone was watching Emma and Zach. She hoped this was a joke, but as the night wore on, the mysterious texts became less and less amusing. She was freaking out a little bit, she might have told someone to text her to your text and back him. I don't want to hurt a loved one. What?

That comment would make anyone's hair stand on end, and it would be enough for most people to involve the police. But Emma didn't, whether she was naive or felt she was in a safe place, she did not call the police. She clung to the idea that this was just a horrible prank and kept playing along, relaying the bizarre messages to her friends. Show me, LOL. No pictures. Stop playing around and do as I say. Drive to the bottom of the driveway.

If you don't buy 1150, I will hurt them. Bring no one. Now Emma was a smart kid and did well in school. She had aspirations of becoming a nurse and helping people. While she was really freaked out by the text exchange, she was no dummy. A text from an anonymous number saying they had someone she loved and would hurt them if she didn't comply, that's not something she was just going to accept as reality. In fact, it seemed like a plotline to a cheesy horror movie.

They won't say who they have or prove they have anyone, and they aren't even demanding money. The more Emma thought about it, the more she suspected her ex. I know you're one of Riley's friends, but stop. I won't harm you. Just do as I say, anyone would be hurt. I'll just call the cops. Have it your way."

In 2014, when Emma was a freshman at Central High School, and she was the only one in her class to make the cheerleading team, it was then that her ex-boyfriend noticed her for the first time. Emma noticed him too. William Riley Gaul, who went by Riley, was a junior at Central and star player for the Bobcats football team. It wasn't long before the two began dating. I know you're one of Riley's friends, I'm not stupid and you won't hurt him. I'm blocking you. I'm no one's friend. I have him now. You have until 1150.

In the beginning, they were the idyllic couple. He was a star football player and she was a cheerleader. The pair ripped from pure Americana. Emma's social media reflected that as well. Strolling through her Twitter account, you witnessed a young girl mature into a young woman. Silly posts of her and her friends are slowly replaced with cute selfies of her and Riley. Pictures from a trip they took paddle boarding, and pictures from Riley's prom. Soon however, the fairy tale became another stereotypical high school cliche.

The off again, on again couple. They argued a lot, even when they were on again. I broke up with Riley, so chill. If you don't care about him anymore, then it shouldn't bother you. You've made your choice. I know Riley put you up to this, LOL. I'm not dumb. We have him currently. He hasn't put anyone up to this lol, I'm not dumb. We have him currently. He hasn't put anyone

up to anything. If you are okay with him getting hurt, that's your choice. I'm blocking you. This is bullshit. The way Riley treated Emma when they were dating was, of course, noticed by Emma's parents. Don't forget that when Emma met Riley, she was 14 years old and he was 16, like any mother of a 14 year old. Jill Walker was watchful of Emma. She monitored all her communications with Riley even on social media.

A turning point for Jill was when she discovered what Riley was saying to Emma during one of their arguments. It was just very incorporate. Riley was saying to Emma during one of their arguments. I hate you. I hate everything about you. You're the biggest bitch I've ever come into contact with. You're dead to me.

I'll check the obituary. Fuck you. When Riley was angry, he was mean, vicious even, but when he wasn't, he was apologetic and sweet. Emma, I'm sorry for however I act to you. I love you more than words can describe. But his behavior worried Emma's mother Jill and her father, Mark. The walkers wanted to raise their daughter with mutual trust and let her be independent. But even so, they knew they needed to interject into this toxic relationship. They wanted her to see the relationship for what it was and have her make up her own mind.

They thought time apart would help Emma realize that Riley was controlling, vulgar, and mentally abusive. Emma, however, was at an interesting age and decided Riley was worth rebelling against her parents rules. After her phone was taken away, Riley gave Emma an iPod touch, which could send texts via Wi-Fi. They were determined to keep in touch in spite of her parents' wishes.

Eventually, she was caught with the iPod and their communications came to a sudden and abrupt end. For a short time, that is. At the end of October, when she was just earning back some of her parents' trust, Emma decided to take advantage of their leniency. Can you blame her? Young love doesn't make any sense. It intoxicates.

Emma was given permission to sleep over at a friend's house. In the middle of the night, a neighbor called the cops because of a suspicious vehicle inside that car parked in the driveway of Emma's friend was Emma and Riley. One can only imagine what they were doing. Needless to say, Emma was severely grounded. Jill and Mark put the hammer down. Emma was forbidden to see Riley, and after a while, it seemed like the chicken out here. That brings us back to the post-game celebration on November 18th,

just weeks after Emma called it quits with Riley. A flood of texts poured in with a sense of desperation after Emma threatened to block the anonymous number. You may want to answer his call. We're letting him have his phone to call anyone before we heard him. Four minutes. Call the police and he dies. Your choice. We're allowing him one last chance to get a hold of you. You've made your choice. If you'd like to hear his crying and screams give him a call. Until next time. The kidnappers 1150 deadline had come and gone. At 1217 AM, another text came through. He's in the ditch beside her house.

It's a shame you can all of a sudden not value someone else's life. Emma is likely to strut over the whole situation. Whether she believes that or not someone is harassing her via text, both possible outcomes are not good ones. On the one hand, an unknown person has taken someone she loves and is going to hurt them if she doesn't comply. On the other hand, it could all be an ill-advised ruse perpetrated by her ex-boyfriend, but to what end?

She doesn't respond to the kidnappers' recent message two minutes later at 12.19 a.m. He's in the ditch beside her house. It's a shame you can all of a sudden not value someone else's life. You might want to check on him. Since you don't care, just let him lay there. He was unconscious when we left him. She comes back and she's in the room. She's exactly what's going on outside.

She walks outside and she gets a degree running down the ground. Emma and Zach decided to take another look. This time, they saw someone outside. People from inside the house including Barry Ceton, flood into the front yard to see who exactly was outside. At the end of the driveway is a dark figure lying face down in the ditch. The figure lying in the yard was Riley Gaul. The consensus in Emma's friend group was that Riley was faking it. It was kind of obvious. Riley, however, never let up the charade.

He held his head as if it hurt from being hit and knocked out. No one believed this far-fetched tale and likely chalked it up to Riley being Riley. In spite of this disturbing incident, no one called the police, no one called Jill and Mark Walker, but they should have. Riley leaves, walking alone down the road away from the seat and back towards the city. Emma is a wreck, she's crying and really shaken up. 36 minutes after the last text arrived, the kidnapper messaged her one last time. That was your warning.

We will be back. Next time, it will worsen. Humiliation is fun too. And watching you make him out to be a crazy person made our night. See you soon. The next day, Saturday, November 19th, Emma was supposed to meet her mother at Sturche Elementary for some volunteer work. She was on her way home from the Seatons house when she entered the Sturche Hill neighborhood.

Her neighborhood. She noticed a man dressed in all black walking down the street, not creepy at all. She took notice but continued home to change and go meet her mother. Before she could get ready to leave, the doorbell rang. It was the man in black. He was home alone and frightened, especially after what happened the previous night. She texted her friends. I'm home alone and somebody in all black walked down my street and came to my door and rang the doorbell over and over again. I thought I was going to die. Once again, Emma didn't call police, even though there was a stranger at her door.

Instead, she texted Riley. I'm shaking and crying. I hate you, but I need you right now." He replied. I'm coming. I'm speeding. Just give me a minute. Meanwhile at Sturche Elementary, Emma's mother Jill had a bad feeling when she didn't

show up at the agreed upon time. Jill jumped into the car and headed home to see what was keeping Emma. Riley had been banned from the walker's home and Emma had broken up with him. Yet she texted him when she felt in danger, and he came running, suspiciously quick. Emma was genuinely frightened, and her parents now were too. That night, for the first time in her life, Emma asked her parents to make sure the alarm system was activated. She didn't feel safe, even in her own home. The following morning, Sunday, November 20th, Emma's parents decided to escort her to work and back home, afraid that Riley might show up again. That Sunday

evening, life went on, and the family enjoyed each other's company. Emma shared a tender moment with her father over ice cream, and then went to bed. At about 10.30 pm, Jill checked on Emma before going to bed herself. Always well. And the family settled in to slumber. Then I went to a lot of places, I went to check out on the middle of the night. And so I took that mess. It was in the morning, 30. Some keys are gone, and I'm going to turn the TV off. Like many times before, Jill woke up in the middle of the night and checked in on her sleeping children.

Emma's brother Evan was asleep and so was Emma. Later that night, Mark Walker awoke to a noise. He wasn't quite sure he'd heard anything until a few seconds later when he heard another loud noise. At first, Mark thought it was his son slamming his bedroom door. Mark couldn't explain the noise he heard, and after checking on his children he went back to bed. He only had a short time before he had to get up for

work. The next morning, Mark got up and got ready for work quietly, as not to wake his wife and kids. At 615, Jill went to Emma lady trying to make her bed. And you know, like she makes that free, we play a little way in 15 hours, I've got a ride or something to make her bed. And there was no response. Instead, I wouldn't have worked to a shoulder and tip. And then there was no response.

I was checking for her pulse. And there was no response to the response. Oh, what's going on there? I just had to wake up my daughter for school and she had no calls. Oh, the thing. She thinks she's mad. You said that she's mind responsive. Yeah, her thing is hanging out of her mouth.

Stay on the line, I'm transferring you to real metro. Okay. Okay, can you tell me what's going on? She's not answering, I'm just going. Okay, is she breathing? No, I'm trying to take her out of her mouth. Okay, do you want a CPR? Okay, I'll tell you how to do it.

Oh, if you are, ma'am. Okay, is she laying on her back? Yes. Oh, yeah! Okay, if you lay in on her back, you'll be like, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Emma was dead. Mark Walker got the news that something was wrong. When Mark arrived at home, the Sheriff's Department was already there. When asked if there was anyone, he could think of that might want to hurt his daughter. The only name that came to mind was Riley Gaul. Jill's mind immediately thought of one message Riley had sent Emma.

You're dead to me. I'll check the obituaries. Fuck you. The sheriff's turn the Walker family's home into a crime scene and found some critical pieces of evidence, two bullet holes in Emma's bedroom walls, and two shell casings in the yard outside. It appeared that someone had shot through the walls of the house, killing Emma. As the detectives interviewed Emma's parents and friends, the same name kept coming up. Riley Gaul. Everyone saw how he had treated her when they were together and how much worse it got

after they broke up. As news traveled quickly around town, Riley took to social media to profess his love and express his grief. One post read, Riley Love never fails. Be sure to remind God about our verse. I love you forever and always. Riley also tweeted, To think that every memory we have, every happy, special moment we shared, can't ever be relived. I love you, Emma Jane Walker. The amount of pain your family, me, and the community are in because of this is

insurmountable. Every time we held hands, kissed, hugged, to imagine that I'll never have that ever again hasn't quite hit me yet. I'll never forget those times we talked about our future and what kind of dog we'd get and how awesome our family would be. I'll never forget sitting on the couch watching Dr. Pimple Popper and making popcorn and laughing and holding you. When a candlelight vigil was held for Emma that Monday night,

Riley posted, soon. I know you know I'm dying to be there, but understand I can't. I love you." Many people knew how badly he had taken the breakup, but not as much as his family. And as the news reached his family and closest friends, they began to worry. What would Riley do when he found out M.O. is dead? In the weeks leading up to Monday, the 21st, Riley had been so distraught over the breakup, he hadn't eaten and lost weight, a problem for a star-wide receiver. He had even attempted suicide. Riley took a bunch of vikin' and chased it with booze, as family was worried that he might try to hurt himself again. Riley was held for 24 hours, then released.

Apparently, Riley had always been a bit emotional his whole life and threatened suicide before. This time was different though, because James 9mm Glock had gone missing from his car, a car that he had left with Riley. The first thing James did was ask Riley. James questioned himself and went back home to look for the weapon, even though he always kept it in the holster, and the holster was still in the car. What James didn't know was that Riley was lying and had the pistol. He even showed it to his friends on Saturday night, claiming that after the kidnapping, he was so afraid for his life he felt he needed it for protection. Monday

morning, Riley's grandfather James did two things. He reported his gun stolen and went to tell Riley the news of Emma. He never made the connection that Riley actually stole the gun. Meanwhile, Riley was texting his friend Noah. And he also asked me if I had a few fingerprints on my gun. And I, who's spotted, part of the language, who I fuck you with asked if something like that, I obviously had no idea. It's another arrest that something like that again.

This was a red flag to Noah and the rest of Riley's friend group. When detectives interviewed them, they told them what they knew. Riley had a gun. The evening of Monday the 21st, Riley voluntarily came in for questioning. The detective said they wanted to know where he was for the 72 hours previous, but really, they were looking for the gun. In the interview, Riley did what any inexperienced teenager would do. He lied and denied it all.

Detective Merritt expected a grieving ex-boyfriend, but instead found a distant, detached, emotionless Riley. You have no idea what he was going to tell you again, sir. That's good. Okay. And you do not, on a hand, get him correct? That's good. What if I told you someone to listen to this, that they saw you with a gun, and what would you handgun, correct? I'm not sure. What if I told you someone to list that they saw you with a gun?

What would you think about that? I would wonder, he said that, and where they saw me with a gun. OK. What if someone told you that you showed me? I would also want to know who and when I showed them a gun. OK. and when I showed them a gun. Okay. Alex McCarty, so that you showed him a handgun?

I, when I was a prison gun. I did not know. You understand that for us? Alex has no reason to lie about something like that. Yeah. But I'm telling you, I don't know where is that. I don't understand that. But he said that you showed him the gun. You told him that you had it.

And you told him that you got it from the grain bag. I don't have to go. I don't understand that. Do Do you remember having a conversation with Noah about getting fingerprints off of you? You got fingerprints off of you? No. Okay. And I suspect in her passing, should you be?

I just feel like I'm being mad at this question that I'm done with. I'm not trying to badger you a question. I hope to God I'm not as suspect in her death. I hope you don't think about it. Because I wouldn't hurt that girl for it. I hurt myself a lot. I hurt her.

And that's what I've done. Did you shoot into the MSN? No, sir. After the very long interview, Riley, like the idiot he was, immediately texted his friends asking them why they told the detectives about the gun. His friends were convinced that he was hiding something, so late Monday night Alex McCarthy called Detective Mary. Alex and Noah were tired of the lies and if Riley really did do it, which it seemed like he did, they weren't going to let him get away with it.

The Sheriff's Department set up a sting and even though there was a substantial risk for Alex and Noah, they were determined to do the right thing. Detective Merritt provided a key fob with a secret recording device embedded, then Riley came over, ready to dispose of his grandfather's gun. What he didn't know, as he drove to his friend's house, was that he passed several unmarked sheriff's vehicles along the way. I must have misunderstood or something because I was tricking balls. I really don't know what was going on He was just that growl He was just complaining to me about some stuff. I

Guess I thought I heard something about a gun and his grandfather thinking that he took it, you know And then I was scared as fuck just As long as you tell them that you were if you tell them you're on LSD, you were drunk and you're high, your mind was altered. Whatever statement you give them wasn't a straightforward answer. Riley tried to cover his bases and get his friends to lie for him. So why did it just get him to go?

It just needs to be gone. Whether it was obvious to Riley or not, it was obvious to his friends that only a guilty person would want to get rid of a gun. In their minds, Riley deserved what he was going to get. They started up saying, like, we found a misbed round, and back for yard with two shots, discharged in her house, like through a wall. They said they found my grandfather's fingerprint on one of the bullets.

But if they had actually found a fingerprint, he would be in custody. So they obviously lied to me trying to get something out of me because they think that I use my grandfather's gun to shoot up in this house. They don't have anything because if they did, I would be in jail right now. And I know that those little image parents are crazy too,

like, so they're gonna come after you. Like, everybody that is friends of her, that doesn't like me because of like our past or whatever, they've said she killed herself, like she shot herself because of me, or the a-shouter, or that stuff too. And then there's a whole another category of blame where some people that understood the situation said,

she killed herself because of me and her parents, or she just killed herself because of her parents, but she didn't kill herself. She didn't. Nobody knows that, but me and you two and my grandparents. They haven't released that team by people just make up shit. People do just make up shit, especially Riley. I can't, I really, I want to be so upset and I can't because I'm going to worry about getting arrested and putting away from murder that I didn't commit.

If she would got shot through the wall, you don't just get shot and die instantly unless you get hit and throw her in the head. Unless you got shot directly in the heart, but still even that, like you're going to feel that and wake up and be able to try and crawl out your bed. Yeah, it doesn't make sense like I just do to understand how she does. Yeah, it doesn't make things like I just do to understand how she died I don't either but if you actually got shot through wall then she would like say it hits her in the stomach Say some of my shot around wall hit her in the stomach She's got she's going to wake up from that you don't just get shot and it's late there. Yeah. I don't see how she wouldn't scream or something Like anything and she just laid it unless it was just like over a dick you this shot If it hit her in the hand and they would have saw that. But I'm trusting you guys, like

with my life, because I mean this is 70 years in jail. If I get convicted of something I didn't do. Then, are you guys, are you busy right now? Like, can you got to do anything? Riley was building up to getting rid of the weapon, but Alex and Noah tried to get Riley to turn the gun in. If he was innocent, then it didn't matter. I actually gave them that gun. It's 50-50, it may give them reason to say, okay, the fingerprints on the skin and his bullet don't match.

Cool. But at the same time, they could never had finger prints in the first place and be like oh and this is the one. This is the one to just super common. Oh, this this this this bullet fits in this magazine, this magazine fits in this gun. Hey, if we shoot this ball it does the same thing that the blistings pull up. Yeah. So that's why I just want to eliminate that from the equation as a whole. The trio then left with the intent of driving to the bluffs overlooking the Tennessee River,

a perfect spot to dump a murder weapon. Oh my God. What? This is real gun. Alex and Noah knew the detectives were listening and were queuing the sheriff's deputies to stop them. What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? Everybody put your hands out of the vehicle now!

I got the thing I do. Oh, what you got? Leave your hands out of the vehicle! Oh shit. Oh shit. I'm a die. I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. Driver!

I need you to reach out with your left hand. Open the door. Oh, it's fucking deep. That's how the vehicle raise your hands up. Hands up on the right. Put the phone down. Put the phone down. Hands up on the right.

Turn. I don't know where I'm going to do. Walk back. Walk back the way. Turn. No, we're about to do. Walk back. Walk back to my voice. Do it now. Walk back. Walk back. Walk back. I don't know what we're about to do. How many fucks do you? Drop pass if you're here. Can you hear me?

Yes. When you're right hand, open the door from the outside. Open the door from the outside. Open the door all the way. Exit the vehicle, keep your hands up. Hands up. Turn, turn, turn. Keep turning. Stop.

Turn one more time. Stop. Step back to me. Stop. Stop. On your knees! Riley was arrested in the process of getting rid of the murder weapon, and there was no way to talk his way out of it. The detectives heard everything, and the lying was over. In court, the prosecution laid out exactly what happened. The night Emma died. On that Sunday night, Emma was home doing all work and she went to bed.

In 1230, he midnight on this way up to Knoxville in that brief period when he's coming back to Knoxville before he kills her on his way to kill her. He texts his mom, Hey, we have all over find his gun. Leaving a train. Mama says, no, this is all. That's all. He's creating a train.

I'm trying to get away with it. Arm next, stolen, grandfather's gun. Dressed it all black. He enters the backyard first and goes into the residence, calculated entrance, rather than he's arrested with a murder of it. He's arrested with a black wound. He's arrested with a black wound. He's arrested with a black sweatpants. He's arrested with black shoes.

He was duct taped for brown shoes. On 100th parched at over one of the, where the flat is for the license. The A9 extra traction. He's arrested with a bleeding sludge. He's arrested with of the remaining slugs. He's the rest of the garbage bags. It's the whole outfit that the man in black wore. The Rally Dolls has only given up.

The Rally Dolls has only given up in black, threatening, and a talented friend. She thinks she's gonna die. And so, those events, which hit happens, the man in black, those events that lead us to the homicide, were detected on the proofful show, to a surprise search, to a tenonator, is stuck in what he's doing.

Whatever his efforts are for, to make or talk to him, or to love him, it wouldn't work. Rylee had dressed in all black and taped his shoes onto his feet for better traction while running. He walked into Emma's backyard through the gate, armed his pistol, where her bed would be on the other side of the wall, and fired. Then he jumped the six foot high fence fence and fired again through another wall. The first bullet had already killed her, striking her just below her left ear, killing her instantaneously. The second hit a stud in the wall and was diverted, lodging into her pillow. In court, Riley's defense team admitted to

the shooting. He did it, but he claimed that he only did it to scare Emma, hoping she would call him to rescue her. After the trial, it barely took four murder and the jury's murder. Yes, for that. What do you heard? Guilty. The two charges in charge of this is especially aggravated, assaulting the jury's murder. Yes, for this.

What do you do? What do you do? What do you do? What do you do? What do you do? What do you do? What do you do? What do you do? What do you do? and for the illustrious religious sense of aggravated assaulting the interior of your religion, for the illustrious religious sense of assaulting the interior of your religion, for the illustrious religious sense of assaulting the interior of your religion, for the uberto of your religion. Riley was found guilty and sentenced to life in prison. After the sentencing, he spoke for I found it in a better collection of the truth.

I'm sorry I took you in my way, that I robbed you of the experience of being able to watch your daughter grow up. Again, I'm sorry. I would also like to apologize to my family for the pain and the barriers that you cannot get you through. I love you. I love you. I love what you could forgive.

I know the meaning of doing what I was a bad, worthy of a pain that I've caused. But what I can do is to determine what happened at night. My intentions were not and never had been to cost anyone any physical harm. At times, I was a terrible supporter. I cost her emotional and psychological pain for two years to live together. It I never once even imagined it cost her any physical harm. emotional and psychological anger for two years that we've been together. It doesn't even want to see you imagine because her heat is a little hard. I'm ticked to use that knife whenever the harm you let alone take her blood. I wanted to scare her to put on her so bad that she would have no choice but to talk to me again.

Taking part in it. I would be there to comfort her and win her death. I love the moon. I would be there to comfort her and win her death. I love them. There's not a day to go to the bar that I don't think about her or what I do. I know that I can't be forgiven, and this will never be forgotten. But now that the truth is out, I pray that it's enough to show that I never made the thing as long as I can get on the sword.

Riley stuck to his story, claiming he never meant to hurt Emma. But of course, we know he lies. Emma's legacy will live on. He's Tennessee Children's Hospital named a room in the neonatal intensive care unit after her. The Emma Walker Room. Riley killed the girl he loved because she rejected him. He felt that his wants were the only ones that mattered.

But he forgot the age old saying, one which is a lyric to one of my favorite songs actually. If you love someone, set them free. Control isn't love. Possession isn't love. Obsession isn't love. Of course, when you're a dumb teenager, it's hard to tell the difference. That does it for this episode of sword and scale. Until next time, stay safe. 1.0-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1-1.5-1.5-1.5-1.5-1-1.5-1-1.5-1.5-1.5-1-1.5-1-1.5-1-1.5-1.5-1.5- You're the only one who can't be a part of it. you