Josh Mankiewicz

The detective knew firsthand the railroad shop in Tehachapi was hard to find. The building wasn't marked.

Rob Lamone was sitting in the office when Jonathan Hearn entered through the open garage door. Hearn told the court that when Rob Lamone saw him, he came out of the office to meet him.

Rob Lamone was sitting in the office when Jonathan Hearn entered through the open garage door. Hearn told the court that when Rob Lamone saw him, he came out of the office to meet him.

Rob Lamone was sitting in the office when Jonathan Hearn entered through the open garage door. Hearn told the court that when Rob Lamone saw him, he came out of the office to meet him.

At about that time, 85 miles away in Silver Lakes, Sabrina Limon was beginning to wonder why she hadn't heard from her husband. It was past 7 p.m. Rob should have been on his way home by now. This was normally a time when they would talk. On this Sunday night, nothing. He wasn't picking up. And he wasn't responding to her texts.

At about that time, 85 miles away in Silver Lakes, Sabrina Limon was beginning to wonder why she hadn't heard from her husband. It was past 7 p.m. Rob should have been on his way home by now. This was normally a time when they would talk. On this Sunday night, nothing. He wasn't picking up. And he wasn't responding to her texts.

At about that time, 85 miles away in Silver Lakes, Sabrina Limon was beginning to wonder why she hadn't heard from her husband. It was past 7 p.m. Rob should have been on his way home by now. This was normally a time when they would talk. On this Sunday night, nothing. He wasn't picking up. And he wasn't responding to her texts.

Jonathan's younger sister, Emily, had gone with Jonathan to Sabrina's home for that initial sympathy call and later acted as a kind of chaperone and witness to their blooming romance.

Jonathan's younger sister, Emily, had gone with Jonathan to Sabrina's home for that initial sympathy call and later acted as a kind of chaperone and witness to their blooming romance.

Jonathan's younger sister, Emily, had gone with Jonathan to Sabrina's home for that initial sympathy call and later acted as a kind of chaperone and witness to their blooming romance.

Sabrina had no answer for that. For 30 seconds, she said nothing. Then she hung her head and whispered. Why did I tell him? Why did I tell him?

Sabrina had no answer for that. For 30 seconds, she said nothing. Then she hung her head and whispered. Why did I tell him? Why did I tell him?

Sabrina had no answer for that. For 30 seconds, she said nothing. Then she hung her head and whispered. Why did I tell him? Why did I tell him?

Kelly did not know who the bike belonged to, but she had her suspicions. She wrote down the license number and gave it to Detective Meyer. Turns out it was registered to Jonathan Hearn, the man the detective suspected of killing Rob Lamone.

Kelly did not know who the bike belonged to, but she had her suspicions. She wrote down the license number and gave it to Detective Meyer. Turns out it was registered to Jonathan Hearn, the man the detective suspected of killing Rob Lamone.

Kelly did not know who the bike belonged to, but she had her suspicions. She wrote down the license number and gave it to Detective Meyer. Turns out it was registered to Jonathan Hearn, the man the detective suspected of killing Rob Lamone.

What must Rob Lamone have been thinking in that moment? A stranger standing in his railroad shop on a Sunday afternoon, wearing an old man mask. And that voice... Did it sound familiar? Did Rob know who he was talking to? We will never know. Just as we may never know what those two men said to each other in those final seconds.

What must Rob Lamone have been thinking in that moment? A stranger standing in his railroad shop on a Sunday afternoon, wearing an old man mask. And that voice... Did it sound familiar? Did Rob know who he was talking to? We will never know. Just as we may never know what those two men said to each other in those final seconds.

What must Rob Lamone have been thinking in that moment? A stranger standing in his railroad shop on a Sunday afternoon, wearing an old man mask. And that voice... Did it sound familiar? Did Rob know who he was talking to? We will never know. Just as we may never know what those two men said to each other in those final seconds.

That's the voice of Emily Hearn.