The Binge Cases: U R NEXT - What She Buried | 2. Digging a Hole

Episode Date: August 10, 2026

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Something is happening in Dawson Creek. A wave of violence has swept over this community of just 13,000 people. It's like the kind of stuff you only hear about on TV. 15 murders in the last five years. Some criminals, I put them into the category of supervillains. I'm Timothy Sawa and from CBC's On Cover and the Fifth Estate, an investigation into deaths and disappearances in Dawson Creek and what's behind it all. I'm not saying another word. Leave me alone.

The Mile Zero Murders, available now on CBC Listen or wherever you get your podcasts. Listen to every episode of What She Buried, add free right now when you subscribe to The Binge. You'll hear the entire series before anyone else, get exclusive bonus episodes, and unlock more than 60 other true crime podcasts. Just head to The Binge channel on Apple Podcasts and tap subscribe, or visit getthebinge.com to listen wherever you are. The Binge. Feed your true crime obsession. The bench. Gary Sweet was the Garland, Texas police detective leading the Michael Giles investigation. He's a tall, lanky guy, exceptionally courteous.

He's retired now. He lives in the countryside southeast of Dallas and a ranch home that's been immaculately decorated by his wife. Not one thing in this house is mine that I put here. It's all her. I just pay for it. You know, married couples have his money, her money. We just have her money. Yeah, yeah.

And... But look at a nice... I'm happy. Yeah. And all the girls. I'll keep her. Gary Sweet seems content enough in retirement. But he also misses the job.

I hate saying this. I know it probably comes off to the average person wrong, but some of those cases are a lot of fun to work. I mean, they are. I enjoyed 25 years of working. homicides. I loved my job. I loved going to work. I loved when the phone rang at 2 o'clock in the morning. I loved it. So on Friday, October 12, 2007, Gary was happy to be the one to speak to the investigators from the Department of Veterans Affairs, the ones looking into Michael Giles' disappearance. And even though it was the end of the workday, he was happy to drive out to Michael Giles'

house on Wood Creek Lane and inspect the concrete slab in the back. The concrete slab that did not look right. As soon as Gary saw the slab, he called out a canine unit with a cadaver dog. The handler comes out, this lady, and they immediately start, she has a big pole with handles on it, and she's poking holes all around the yard, and then she pokes holes under that concrete slab. The canine handler has only been able to pull. poke holes a few inches deep in most of the yard.

But around that concrete slab, the entire pole sinks in. Four feet deep. It means the soil hasn't settled. The cadaver dog perks up. The handler perks up too. And she said, I don't really consider that a true hit. Yes, it's a reaction. The dog barked and pawed at the ground.

And it didn't do that in any other hole. but she wanted it to be stronger. So nothing definitive. Nonetheless, that slab with its unusual shape and its strange location and its unsettled soil. It's all adding up for Gary. This can't end well. From Sony Music Entertainment and Campside Media, this is what she buried. I'm Justine Vanderlune.

Episode 2. Digging a hole. The VA investigators, the ones who had met Michael Giles' sister Gwen in the Lowe's parking lot, who had shown up at the Garland Police Department and talked to Gary Sweet, they had been able to put together a rough timeline of what had happened at Michael Giles' house over the past 15 months. The months since Michael had bowed out of his sister Gwen's Fourth of July barbecue. When Gwen had gone to check on Michael's house a couple weeks after the barbecue and saw it cleared out, she never went back. But there had been a house for rent sign in the window.

What Gwen didn't know was that a local realtor had been hired to facilitate the rental process. The woman who hired the realtor said she was the goddaughter, or maybe the granddaughter, or maybe it was the daughter of Michael Giles. Memories vary. Anyway, in August, a man rents the house. In September, he moves in with his young family. Then, three weird things happen. The first weird thing comes about two months after the renter moves in.

One day, he's taking a shower when he hears a woman's voice coming from the direction of the backyard. He dresses, hustles out there, and notices that she's directing a contractor to do a bit of work. He's like, um, hello. She walks up to him and she says she's the owner's goddaughter, or granddaughter, her daughter. Again, lots of differing recollections here. Anyway, she's the one that's handling the property. She explains that she is having a contractor install a patio. The contractor's already there getting ready to pour concrete.

His end product is the slab. It's placed kind of randomly. the renter thinks. Just a strip in the back of the house. There isn't even a door that leads to it. But the renter shrugs it off. The second weird thing happens a couple months later. In January, 2007,

the renter gets a letter with terrible news. The owner is goddaughter slash granddaughter slash daughter, the one who is having the slab poured. She has died. sudden, tragic, apparently in a head-on collision, on the way to church, no less. The letter is signed by someone named Tracy Knight. Tracy Knight explains that she is also a relative of the owner. The house is being sold, and the renter, who just moved in, has to be out by the end of the next month.

The third weird thing happens just a few weeks later. A postcard arrives addressed to Michael Giles, the owner. It's from the VA, and it says that the house is being foreclosed on. The renter finds this whole thing very bizarre. His rent checks are being cashed, so why aren't Michael Giles' relatives paying the mortgage? Does Michael Giles even know about this? And why have his family members left instructions that no one, under any circumstance, can dig in the backyard? The renter contacts the VA and reports that he and the realtor both suspect that something is amiss.

That's the case that makes its way to Gary Sweet late in the day on Friday, October 12th. Quintetta Harris was the first name we got. Quenetta Harris. That was the name of the woman the renter had met when the concrete slab was being poured. He was saying that it was Quineta Harris at first, and then he had gotten a letter or something about that Quineta Harris had been killed in an accident. So we start digging into Quinellis and find out there's no record of Quantaneris at She said her's dying anywhere.

And we pull her up and she has an alias of Tracy Knight. Tracy Knight, the woman who had taken over after Quenetta Harris had supposedly died. Quenetta's middle name is Yatrice. Growing up, everyone called her Tresi. Now, Quenetta's name starts popping up everywhere. The Garland police investigators track down a teenager who sometimes does landscaping work with his father. and uncle. The teenager remembers that two summers ago, he had been hired to dig a hole in the backyard of a house on Wood Creek Lane. He also remembers the dimensions of the hole,

about six feet long, three feet wide. A woman hired him, looked him up and down, and said, make the hole kind of your size, but longer. And the teenage landscaper remembers where he had dug the hole, right where the concrete slab now sits. The detectives show him a photo lineup. All six pictures were together, and we showed him a lineup, and he picked out Quintana Harris as the lady, hired him to dig the hole. Quenetta Harris. Again. The teenage landscaper tells detectives something else, too.

The woman he'd ID'd in the photo lineup as Quenetta Harris had offered his family all the furniture in Michael Giles' house for just $300. They took two truckloads. Pretty much everything. Except for the living room couch. It had a red stain on it. The woman told them, It's just paint. The couch was long gone, never found.

But the teenage landscaper remembered what he thought at the time. That red stain does not look like paint. So, now Quenetta Harris is the focus of Gary Sweet's investigation. But investigation into what? Exactly. Technically, Michael Giles is simply missing. We had a suspect before we even had the murder. In 25 years, in 250 murders in my experience, I don't think I've ever had that, where I knew my suspect before I knew I had a victim. When we were kids, Summer meant freedom, no homework, no teachers, no school, and as adults,

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In prison, you're suspended in time. It's impossible to escape your past. Quenetta was clear on that when I visited her in Texas. That's one thing about solitary confinement. There is no distraction. So you can't run from yourself. People go mad. You can't run from yourself. You have to face. There's no TV, there's no social media. The radio doesn't work. When you're alone like that, everything you have ever done bad in your life you think about, things you thought you forgot. You just process them and you wonder, what made me think this was a good idea? What made me think that was a good idea from when I was a teenager to doing stupid things to as I got older, doing stupid things? The first stupid thing that came to mind.

because I wanted independence. And not for love. She was referring to Tony, her first husband. The young Air Force recruit she met at the mall when they were both teenagers, the guy she married right away, just to get out of Detroit. Wherever Tony was stationed, Quenetta went,

first to California, then to an Air Force base in England. There, whenever Tony was sent away on assignments, other airmen would check in on Quenetta. Michael Giles was one of them. Everybody could try to check on me, try to scream me. Told Tony, told people, I said, I don't want nobody checking on me. But I was the youngest, but I was like 21 or so, and everyone else were older married people.

And Giles was like, I'm just going to check on you myself. Michael Giles was a master sergeant, 12 years older than Quenetta and unmarried. No family of his husband. own. At first, to Quenetta, he seemed paternal. Then, as her marriage with Tony was crumbling, Quenetta says her relationship with Michael became romantic. He helped me leave Tony, and I've always felt obligated to him for that. Their relationship continued after Quenetta and Tony separated, after she moved back to Detroit, after Michael retired from the Air Force and returned home to Dallas. It was long distance, on again, off again.

and basically a secret. Which is why in October 2007, when Detective Gary Sweet was finding out about the hole and the concrete slab and the red stain on the couch, nobody in Texas knew what the connection was between Michael Giles and Quenetta Harris. Not Detective Sweet, not Michael's sister Gwen, not his cousin Carnita.

Nobody had ever even heard Quenetta's name. Michael Giles didn't tell anyone about Quenetta Harris, and Quenetta Harris also kept their arrangement quiet, for the most part. I knew Michael Giles maybe about four or five years before that tragic incident happened. Princess Powell was almost like a sister to Quenetta back in the day. Our mother's our first cousins, and that makes us second cousins, officially. But we were really close going up, really, really close. Princess knew Quintetta very well.

She understood how her relationship with Michael Giles worked. She would go down there. She would visit him. She'll come back. What about five grand? He would, you know, pay for a lot of things. He's very, you know, generous with her. He would pay for her kids' school clothes.

He would do this. He would do that. But it took a trip, you know. As far as Princess knew, these were two adults that had a quid pro quo going. Not just sex, but also companionship. in exchange for money or for help on a car payment or a tuition fee, transactional for both of them to a point.

Michael Jobs was somebody she wasn't never in love with. He was just a means to us something. They had an agreeable relationship. It was what it was. She was thankful for him at times, and they were really friendly and everything, but there was no great love there. If she never saw Michael Jobs again,

she wouldn't sweat a tear. And if he never saw her, he may have been a little bit more, you know, because of her youth and her beauty. But for her, no, that wasn't somebody she wanted. If she wanted Michael Giles, she could have had him 10 times over. Princess hadn't met Michael in person. But if he called when she and Conada were hanging out, Princess might hop on the line.

Say hi. I always known him to be a kind of happy-go-lucky type of guy, you know. I had no bad intuitions about him or anything. I just knew he was very friendly and I knew he was very generous with her. And I should tell them, oh, okay, you guys, have fun. You know, it was just nice, short, and sweet.

And to her credit, she's never told me anything negative about him. She's never told me that he's ever beating her, roughed her up, or anything of the matter. He actually treated her better than her official men. Her official men. Ever since they were young, Princess noticed that Quenetta had no shortage

of unsavory guys hanging around. because sometimes when you're a light, you attract darker entities. Quenetta was the light as far as Princess was concerned. Even now, even after everything, Princess knows that a part of Quenetta has always been compassionate. She had a great big heart, and she did a lot of things for people, you know. She did a lot of things. She just wasn't just, you know, she was a type of person that if she knew somebody down the street

needed some food, she would give them food. She would buy the food. Her and her mother, they were like that. They were very kind of. They fed many and helped many people who were in need. If I need something, I can call her mother and her mother to give it to me. If I say I'm hungry or whatever, her mother would fill my refrigerator up with food. They had that kindness in the goodness in them.

Princess and Quenetta were both nurses. They worked together frequently, staffing nursing homes and rehabilitation centers. Princess saw how Quenetta's caring played out on a daily basis. She was very attentive to her patients, you know. She was very attentive to them. She did whatever, what was required. Maybe the two cousins got along so well because they were yin and yang.

Princess is introverted. Always preferred to observe from the sidelines. Not Quenetta. She was boring and beautiful. She was always good looking and all that. When she attracted a lot of people, she was never snoopy or snotty about it. She always wore the best clothes.

Even when my parents, my mother couldn't afford that stuff. So I wore hemie-downs and stuff, But she wore everything designer and everything. So, you know, she was always the center of attention. As they grew older, Princess marveled at how smart her cousin was. She's highly intelligent, and she can retain a mass amount of information. She reads something, she knows it, and she'll remember it. She doesn't have to study in a way other people needs to study.

So she has that type of brain power. And Quenetta's intelligence was captivating. She'll talk and she's a talker. And she'll win people over And they'd be so enamored with her I mean, they are, they are people When they meet her, it's like they're on a high And they slowly but surely, you know, that high comes down

But so should they'd be like on a high And then they'd then what would happen? Well, you know, Quinella's a liar too So I always thought her as a, you know, one of those habitual liars She'll lie just to keep the conversation going If she's in the inner room with a doctor, you would swear she was a doctor. And she would give the impression that she was a doctor.

She were morphing to that role as being a doctor. There was something almost whimsical about that. Play acting. Like the movie, Catch Me If You Can. Quenetta, Princess was saying, was smart and charismatic enough to convince people that she was like them, one of them. It seemed enviable.

Could have been innocuous. Except there was a darker side to the way Quenetta operated, Princess was saying. The way she could slip into and out of situations. The way she could use her talents and other people's interests and weaknesses to get what she wanted. Maybe what she felt she needed. It began with some shoplifting and light scamming. Back when Quenetta was still a young military wife when she was married to Tony, pregnant with their son and living in California.

She got a job at a Toys R Us with the full intention of stealing things for her baby. She's told me as much. She also told me that later she worked at contempto casuals, and she let some girls take clothes at a deep discount. Pocketed the cash. Tony, her husband back then, he says there was more. He claims she also wrote fake checks when she was on military bases. Tony remembers that the Air Force Special Investigations Office looked into it.

There were no charges. And Tony also swears that Quinella stole $3,500 from a totally troll store where she briefly worked. She denies this. Again, no arrests, no charges. But Princess remembered Quenetta running scams too, years later during their time working together. Some of the things she did, some of the scams she did, she used to sit down to me, break it all down and laugh. Guess what I did? This dumb motherfucker over here.

I mean, that's just, you know, blah, blah, blah, blah. And we'll have a drink of something. I'll be drinking. I said, you did what? And she was like, yeah, I did this. I was like, girl, you're going to go to jail. You're going to go to jail. You're going to go to jail.

I scolded her. I told her, you are fucking up. You are a nurse. You make good money. Why is you scamming people when your ass going to go to jail and you're not going to raise your kids, you know. And I was pissed at her. And her only thing was, what do you want to do?

I can give you something. I was like, no. No, no, no, no, no. You are fucking up. It came to a head in early 2006. The two didn't speak for a while. This always happened when Princess called her cousin out. Quenada gave her the silent treatment, and then eventually she came back. Toward the end of June, Princess's phone rang.

I got a call. I don't know how many weeks later. Can you take me to the airport? Quenetta said she was going to Texas to see Michael Giles. Princess knew what that usually meant. go down there and they're going to screw and they're going to bubble, you know, and she's going to come back with $5,000 like she always does.

So I was like, oh, you need school clothes money, school clothes coming up. And it was a joke. And that's all that was until she came back. When we were kids, Summer meant freedom, no homework, no teachers, no school, and as adults, summer still means freedom thanks to Mint Mobile

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She said, we all knew kind of what time you might be coming up Downing Street. So we got Roy and we got the telly right in front of him and six of us stood around him. And all said, look, Roy, look. momentarily they said we thought he knew listen to How to Fail wherever you get your podcasts as Gary Sweet was looking into the suspicious concrete slab in October 2007 as the name Quenetta Harris was popping up all over the place

the family of Michael Giles was just waiting the days moved slowly the family started a website find Michael Giles.com The cruise ship wedding, which at one time had everyone in a panic, now they were praying it had really happened. Michael's sister Gwen was filled with dread, and she had one particular worry above all.

If something happened to Michael, how would their mom go on? He was the golden child. He didn't do any wrong in my mom's eyes. He always was there for her. In the autumn of 2007, after a very difficult life, Gwen and Michael's mom was already in a fragile place. She raised six kids plus three grandkids, nine kids total, and she had a nervous breakdown at that time, and you couldn't leave her by herself.

So Gwen kept her mom in the dark for as long as she could. Detective Sweet called and said that they had been over to Mike's house and that they found a area that hit on something and wanted to let us know because he was all over the news and everything missing military guy. And so they told me that they were going to be out there. The FBI evidence recovery team would be breaking up the slab and digging beneath it. It had been exactly a week since Gwen had first heard that the VA was investigating her brother's disappearance. Now, Gwen headed over to his old house to stand witness.

Me and my sister Cheryl, we were all back there. They were there about seven in the morning. They had the little tent up and all the people with the white home and all that. yeah, we stood out there the whole day waiting. And it was hot. There were helicopters flying all over, one of those big old things with all the cop center and all that. At the exact same time, Detective Gary Sweet was on his way to find Quenetta in Detroit.

He'd never been there before, and he only had a passing awareness of the local history. How the big car manufacturers had outsourced jobs and shuttered factories. How middle-class union workers, many of them black people who had left the South in hopes of making a better life, fell into poverty. How racist lending practices meant that the city was among the most segregated in America, and a housing crisis was ever worsening. But Gary Sweet knew about Detroit's reputation as a blighted place. Looking out the window of his car, that's what he focused on.

You know, here in Texas, you drive down the road and you see a cross on the side of the road, you know there was a traffic fatality there. About every third house, there's a cross on the porch. Houses are burnt down. The area we were in, now I'm not saying this about all of Detroit, by any means, because there were some nice areas. But the area we were in, it was bad. Yeah, I was like, holy cow.

This is a pretty depressed town. When Gary Sweet gets to Quenetta's neighborhood, he's relieved. She lives on a sweet block in a simple, comfortable house. He parks nearby. So as we're sitting there for maybe a few hours, just waiting. You know, we're getting constant feedback. Hey, we're digging, we're digging. And then I was getting feedback that, hey, we're starting to get a smell of decomm.

As we're waiting, she comes walking out. And now we've got a decision. I'm thinking, oh, crap, do we let her get in the car and try to follow her and lose her? And so I think, I'm just going to go up and talk to her. I'm going to stall her because they're getting close. And we literally have a warrant pretty much typed out waiting to add the final part to it and get a signed immediately once we find the body. Gary figures Quenetta is probably just going to the store.

But Canada is right across the river. He approaches her. So you're going out of here? So I'm Detective Sweet in Garland, Texas. I said, I'm investigating a missing person looking for Michael Jaws. And she's, oh, Michael's missing? She says, yeah, you know Michael? Well, she'll come in, she invites us in the house.

The place is clean and cute. Quenetta is calm and pleasant. Gary starts explaining. The reason we're here talking to you is because his car is now registered to you and you're using money out of his bank account. So we're here to find out how you know him. And I thought she had a really good answer for that. Of course, we were going to check it out.

But her reply was, oh, yeah, we have a kid to get him. And he just put me on his accounts. He said he doesn't pay child support, but whatever I need, I just get. And he gave me the car, and I thought, really, at first, just split second. I thought, oh, crap, maybe that's, you know, that could be. Could be. But in reality, it was not. Quenetta and Michael didn't have a child.

Gary and Quenetta keep chatting. He's running low on material. And I'm like, hurry up with this results of this dig. Because now I've run out of official police talk. So now we're talking about her DVD collection. I'm stalling. Everything I got anything in the house I'm trying to just talk. Then I get the call.

Back in Garland, the coroner's van has parked on Wood Creek Lane. The FBI team is finished. They came out and told us they failed to. Michael's body was buried under the slab. And the worst thing about it is I had to leave and go tell my mom. mom, that was the hardest thing I ever did was to have to tell her that. I couldn't even tell her. I gave her the flyer, and so she wanted to go over there, and so she got in the car, and we went over, and she talked to the people, and that was it. That was it. That's how we found him. Yep. When we went

over there, July 18th, my mom knew Mike was in there. He was there, and I just thought that Yeah, she knew. It was her god child. And Gary knows that a body's been found, but he thinks, if I arrest Quenetta now, I'm not going to get a confession. He wants a confession. So he decides to appeal to the universal human desire

to make bad shit go away. So at that point, instead of arresting her, I asked her, would you mind coming down to the station and talking to us. And she wasn't real keen on coming down to the police station. But I kind of prided myself in being a master BS or so. I said, hey, look. I said, there's computers there.

We can verify some of the things you're telling us there at the station that we can't do here. And I said, if you can come to the station with us, we can get this over with, and I won't have to bother you anymore. And I saw the lights go off in her head when I said, we won't have to bother you anymore. Like, oh, this will be over? That look, and it's not, she didn't actually say it. She goes, oh, well, yeah, sure. In 2007, Quinette Yatrice Harris was 35 years old.

If you passed her by, you'd guess she was just a soccer mom. When she's not in her nursing scrubs, she wears sweats or jeans. Her hair is usually tied back in a ponytail. She doesn't drink, doesn't smoke, eats clean, loves to read women's fiction, plays a lot of Mary J. Blige. She drives a decent car, works a respectable job. Quenetta had big dreams when she was a kid. Maybe the biggest? She'd get out of Detroit. She tried.

moved across the country, across the world, studied nursing, got her license. But by the time Gary Sweet walks up to her on that sidewalk, she's had two failed marriages, and she's back, a few blocks from the bungalow where she grew up, living with a guy she dated in high school. She's trying once again to make a family. She's just had her third child, a baby girl, four months old and still breastfeeding. She also has a 14-year-old son. and a six-year-old daughter. So when Gary Sweet intercepts her on the sidewalk that day,

everything is at stake for Quenetta Harris. Was it just lights going off in her head and this will be over, like Gary Sweet thought? Maybe, in part. But Quenetta is a black woman born and raised in Detroit, a city with a long and documented history of police brutality. So no matter how genteel Gary Sweet is talking and no matter how composed Quenetta seems,

she has good reason to be scared. In her letters, she's shared with me how she feels about the police. The cops in Detroit don't help us, she told me. Anyone who thinks they might is from another planet. So Quenetta Harris, of Detroit on planet Earth, meets Gary Sweet and makes a quick assessment. She decides, don't resist, acquiesce,

give yourself time to think. This is Detective Sweet with the Garland Police Department. We're in Detroit, Michigan, October the 19th, 2007, 620 p.m. And your name? Quenetta Harris. Quenada. I'm like, Quenetta, as I've told me before, this is your rights.

I'm going to read these to you and let you read along with me. Gary and Quenetta are sitting in an interview room. He's laying it all out. Michael Giles' SUV registered to her. All that man's money in her accounts. The teenage landscaper pointed at her picture in the lineup, said, that's the lady who hired me to dig the hole. And Quenetta asks, what hole?

You don't remember hiring somebody dig in a duty? I didn't hire anybody to dig on home. I can picture her, what Gary Sweet probably saw, an attractive, put-together woman, self-possessed, and her tone. It's decisive. She doesn't skip a beat. He identified you out of six-picture lines.

And what bothers me about all this is we had this kid come back out to the house. and he pointed where the concrete slab is and said that's where you had him digger to hold. And then we're curious why the concrete slab was poured there. And we have another totally unrelated person that has nothing to do. Just hear me out for a second. It has nothing to do with this kid, don't even know that kid, says that you came out with a contractor and had them put this concrete slab there.

This is what bothers me about it. I see what you're saying. I mean, it's... I mean, I'm being honest. I can see what you're saying or whatever, but the same time I sitting there thinking, I never hired no kid to dig no hole. Gary Sweet realizes he's not getting anywhere with this woman. Well, let me tell you, let me just get to the point

and put beating around the bush with the whole thing. We had the concrete slab torn up, and we had it dug up, and Michael's not missing it anywhere. Okay, because... Because Michael was under that concrete slab that you had poured down there. I didn't have that poured down there. And that hole that you had dug up. I didn't have that hold up.

You're in a lot, a lot of trouble. How am I in trouble? I didn't have no teenage who did no hole for real. The best thing you can do, you have a perfectly clear criminal history as far as I can tell. You've got some traffic tickets. We're looking at murder right here.

You're trying to say that I did something to Michael? She seems surprised, but she keeps her cool. Michael's been found underneath that kind of, Crick's lab that you are identified as having court. We have a kid that identified you as having the hole dog to bury that person. The kid specifies the hole. And really it's time to quit playing games.

This is an eyewitness account that you're telling me that somebody identified me based on a photo. Yes. On photo lineup, six picture photo lineup. We put six random pictures and you as one of the six and they picked you out. Every one of these people picked you out. Every one of them. I've never said I never visited. But they picked you out as doing these specific deeds.

I'm telling you right now, I'm trying to drive me with murder. Murder, as in murder, like I can go to the death pill of people? She's incredulous. This cannot possibly be happening. Not necessarily that death penalty. Murder? It could be. I guess it could be a capital murder.

May I call my attorney? You not want to speak to us anymore? I like to terminate your interview call my attorney. Next time, on what she buried. We were arguing a lot, but it was cute at first, and then it was escalated. So I had my friend in the Detroit Police Department run his place, and they was registered to Jive House. I got in the truck to smell, smell like old blood.

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