Jennifer Amell

Quote, this is something I guess that's always bothered me, that we didn't get to the phone, said Steve. The kitchen was all plasticed off and the phone was, we had to go clear around the house to get into the phone. I guess that's something I'll always wonder. Was she trying to call for help around one o'clock? Because when the guy got to the phone, there was no answer. End quote.

Quote, this is something I guess that's always bothered me, that we didn't get to the phone, said Steve. The kitchen was all plasticed off and the phone was, we had to go clear around the house to get into the phone. I guess that's something I'll always wonder. Was she trying to call for help around one o'clock? Because when the guy got to the phone, there was no answer. End quote.

And then Steve said this. This one detail is a little fuzzy to me at this point in time. I remember having a thought that it seemed like something was wrong. I believe I went to the phone and dialed this number, my home number, and it was busy. Then I sort of dropped the premonition that something was wrong and went back to work. I'm far from being superstitious.

And then Steve said this. This one detail is a little fuzzy to me at this point in time. I remember having a thought that it seemed like something was wrong. I believe I went to the phone and dialed this number, my home number, and it was busy. Then I sort of dropped the premonition that something was wrong and went back to work. I'm far from being superstitious.

I don't believe in the supernatural, but I'll always remember that I had an urge to get in my truck and come down here and see if Linda was all right But I suppressed it. End quote. By 2.50 p.m., Jim was ready to take the truck to the dump again. Steve again called Linda at home. He was going to ask her to cut another check for Jim. But the phone rang and rang again.

I don't believe in the supernatural, but I'll always remember that I had an urge to get in my truck and come down here and see if Linda was all right But I suppressed it. End quote. By 2.50 p.m., Jim was ready to take the truck to the dump again. Steve again called Linda at home. He was going to ask her to cut another check for Jim. But the phone rang and rang again.

Eventually, Steve gave up and decided to follow Jim to his house where the bulky company checkbook was kept. Jim left first in the truck. Steve left a few minutes later at about 3 p.m. in his El Camino, quickly overtaking Jim in the slow-moving dump truck. On Route 121, just before he pulled into his own driveway, Steve waved to a guy in a Whitcomb truck.

Eventually, Steve gave up and decided to follow Jim to his house where the bulky company checkbook was kept. Jim left first in the truck. Steve left a few minutes later at about 3 p.m. in his El Camino, quickly overtaking Jim in the slow-moving dump truck. On Route 121, just before he pulled into his own driveway, Steve waved to a guy in a Whitcomb truck.

There was a radio outside, said Steve, and her sandals that she had been wearing, in like a pool lounge chair right next to the door that you walked in. I remember the first few steps into the house. And you know, this place seems deathly quiet. There's not a sound going, there's no washing machine, there's no dryer, nothing.

There was a radio outside, said Steve, and her sandals that she had been wearing, in like a pool lounge chair right next to the door that you walked in. I remember the first few steps into the house. And you know, this place seems deathly quiet. There's not a sound going, there's no washing machine, there's no dryer, nothing.

Then I walked around the corner, and there she was, lying in the kitchen. She was lying on her stomach, and her head was propped up against the doorjamb. I rolled her over, and my God, her throat was slit. One arm right here was cut right to the bone. Linda Moore had been brutally stabbed in her kitchen. To be honest, I initially kind of glossed over the Moore case.

Then I walked around the corner, and there she was, lying in the kitchen. She was lying on her stomach, and her head was propped up against the doorjamb. I rolled her over, and my God, her throat was slit. One arm right here was cut right to the bone. Linda Moore had been brutally stabbed in her kitchen. To be honest, I initially kind of glossed over the Moore case.

I just didn't have that much information. Linda's husband, Steve, was and perhaps is to this day considered the prime suspect in her murder. But we know that Steve had no opportunity. He was with five other people at any given time that day before returning home, and indeed his employee Jim was with him when he discovered his wife's body.

I just didn't have that much information. Linda's husband, Steve, was and perhaps is to this day considered the prime suspect in her murder. But we know that Steve had no opportunity. He was with five other people at any given time that day before returning home, and indeed his employee Jim was with him when he discovered his wife's body.

But I think I also overlooked the Moore case because every other victim had been killed outside of their homes. Victims of opportunity, out alone jogging or hitchhiking, or using a payphone late at night, or getting a soda from a vending machine. But what better case to concentrate on than one where the scenario is more tightly controlled?

But I think I also overlooked the Moore case because every other victim had been killed outside of their homes. Victims of opportunity, out alone jogging or hitchhiking, or using a payphone late at night, or getting a soda from a vending machine. But what better case to concentrate on than one where the scenario is more tightly controlled?

We have a crime scene, several witnesses passing by on the road, a definitive timeline with phone records, people in and out of the Morehouse all afternoon. The first thing I like to do is develop a timeline for the victim's day. This is built in part on Steve's recollection, phone records, and witnesses.

We have a crime scene, several witnesses passing by on the road, a definitive timeline with phone records, people in and out of the Morehouse all afternoon. The first thing I like to do is develop a timeline for the victim's day. This is built in part on Steve's recollection, phone records, and witnesses.

11 a.m., Linda says the Whitcomb guy's there. He leaves his business card. 3 p.m., Steve's driving home, passes Whitcomb guy on the road near his house.

11 a.m., Linda says the Whitcomb guy's there. He leaves his business card. 3 p.m., Steve's driving home, passes Whitcomb guy on the road near his house.