Christopher Tapp

They learned that some of Angie's friends had gone to see her before the murder.

But they left shortly before 1 a.m.

Well, detectives began casting a wider net, focusing on interviews.

Crime scene investigator Jeff Pratt was increasingly sure it was DNA that would take the lead role in finding the killer.

I really believed that that was going to be the solving factor from the very beginning.

Was that a recommendation you were able to make to the lead investigators on the case?

I made that suggestion.

Which was, it would turn out, a great pity.

And none of them had a clue, of course.

How could they?

That the mystery begun here would be unlike any other in this town.

that the crime committed against Angie Dodge would spread its damage like a contagion.

And thus a decades-long obsession took over Carrow's every waking minute to find the man who killed Angie, but also to demand a particular sort of justice, which would turn out to be the most improbable demand of all.

I got called in by the prosecutor and, you know, Carol, you have to stop.

I wouldn't stop.

Carol Dodge lost her mind.

After her daughter Angie was raped and murdered that awful summer of 1996, that was Carol's own assessment.

And why would anyone doubt it?

Certainly not her son, Angie's brother, Brent.

I remember going down to the mortuary and we had to choose a casket for her.