Greg Costa

I was a bit of a mess because I thought, look, I've got a whole surveillance team out here.

I've got the elected prosecutor working on a search warrant on a Sunday.

This dude next to me literally got on fucking TBI's plane and flew his own ass here to Columbus, Ohio.

And I don't even know who's in that apartment.

Finally, the door opens.

And here comes a man and a woman.

And I'm like, okay, I could breathe a little bit of sigh of relief because like, I don't know if that woman is Margo Freshwater, but at least I know that the woman who we think is Margo Freshwater is here.

This was an exciting case for everybody involved.

So everybody was kind of on edge.

Her and Daryl come out and they get in the car.

They were just running errands and they went to Jolly Pirate Donuts and had breakfast and got the car washed and they went to Kroger.

They leave Kroger, and they drive to Main Street in Columbus, and there's this big shopping plaza.

But boom, lo and behold, there's the rig.

The Greggs were officially on the clock.

And they're putting groceries in the truck, and I'm like, shit, they're getting ready to take another road trip.

We still didn't have a search warrant at this point.

So we're still waiting and waiting and waiting.

So I called Ron O'Brien, the prosecutor, and I said, where are we, bro?

I said, they are loading up this truck like they are getting ready to go somewhere.

And he said, I'm almost done.